Before long, everyone arrived. Seeing Jiang Chen standing unharmed amid the ruins, they let out a great sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness, King Chen is still here."
"Jiang Chen, how are you? You're not hurt, are you?"
"Uncle Jiang..."
Amid everyone's concerned questions, Jiang Chen waved a hand, then looked up at the still pitch-black sky and said, "Back to the Underground City."
With the eerie bell that could kill people at any moment gone, celebrations swept the Nine Provinces, and ordinary people finally felt a weight lift from their hearts.
But inside the Underground City, the Yamas and the sect masters of the Dao Alliance looked far from happy.
"So the Second Round of Turmoil isn't over yet?"
"According to the information we got from the Reincarnators, False Gods, or Servant Gods, will emerge during the second round of the Disorder of the Ultimate Number. But no monsters of that level have emerged from the other Restricted Zones yet. That can only mean this round of turmoil is still ongoing."
"And... it still hasn't dawned."
"That bell was already so terrifying. Is something even more troublesome going to happen?"
Someone looked up at the pitch-black sky and nodded wordlessly.
To them, that bell had forced King Chen, who had always handled anything that came his way with ease, to go to such great lengths that it already qualified as a Forbidden-level disaster. They had never imagined it was only the beginning.
"What's there to be afraid of? Yin God will emerge in the third round, too! Sooner or later, we're all going to die. Kill more enemies while you're still alive. I'm not afraid!" the Martial Sect Leader roared.
Jiang Chen wholeheartedly agreed. "Xiao Jiang is absolutely right. Rather than worrying about False Gods, we should think about