At the sight of the two darkly humorous photos Ye Buyu had taken, the audience sucked in a breath so sharply their brains were starved of oxygen.
Several students from Ye Buyu's year pressed the grooves above their upper lips and began rolling their eyes.
"Oh, sweet mother, I can't take this."
A student beside them covered their eyes. "What kind of horror movie is this? What Calamity Master making a peace sign? All I saw was the horrifying sight of two branching spiral tentacles!"
"So this is what Hold Up the Heavens is worth? That's ridiculously high. First time in my life I've seen someone pose for a photo with a Calamity Master. Guess I've witnessed history."
"I don't get it. How is this any different from sticking your neck into a tiger's mouth and making a peace sign for a photo?"
An audience member sitting in front could barely muster a retort. "Maybe... the tiger looks better?"
She pointed at the big screen.
"At least a tiger doesn't look creepy. But look at that thing behind Ye Buyu. Can you even describe it in words?"
She felt as though she had suffered mental contamination.
Through the others' perspectives, they saw an enlarged picture. In it, Ye Buyu held up two fingers in front of the camera while a pair of eerie eyes watched her from the Abyss behind her.
Layers of sludge trailed and snaked across the ground, occasionally bubbling up into eyeballs that made it hard to breathe. When they burst, the corrosive liquid splashing out was visible.
There were also several grotesquely shaped Calamities crawling along the ground with their intestines dragging behind them, corpses cradling their heads with bones exposed at their necks, and things folded at ninety-degree angles, crawling on hands so long they