Hearing Mu Yang mumbling to himself, Meng Yi subconsciously looked up at the sky.

My attempt to seize divinity certainly couldn't be hidden from the Blood Yuan Festival, so...

Is the other party going to do something ruthless?

Meng Yi's heart was slightly moved. If divinity was related to "God's throne", then the Blood Essence Sacrifice had taken away a trace of the [Natural Disaster] divinity. Did that mean that He...

Has it fallen from the corresponding position of god?

Blood Spirit Sacrifice㹏, from the righteous god in charge of [natural disasters], turned into... an evil god?

This is indeed something no one can tolerate.

Thinking of this, Meng Yi's heart tensed up and he looked up at the sky with vigilance.

But the change did not come from high altitude!

Boom!!!

Boom!!!

Boom!!!

Outside the City of Nature, there were successive earth-shaking explosions.

All the remaining weavers were unable to control their own strength at this time, and their divine power instantly ran wild.

To be exact...

The power of the Blood Essence Sacrifice suddenly went out of control!

Seven huge mushroom clouds of different sizes rose up in the wilderness.

The world fell into a brief silence, followed by an extremely violent gust of wind.

Meng Yi was caught off guard, and his entire body was enveloped by the violent burst of light and heat.

At this moment, there is no longer any [natural disaster] or [killing], only pure and extreme energy explosion.

His body rapidly melted away...

"Fuck! Can't afford to play?

This is what a god is like… What about the Spellweaver? When it comes to their core interests, they are just disposable consumables. "

Meng Yi's eyes widened with anger... While retreating with the force of the explosion, he also tried hard to preserve his own life energy.

Having had the "survival experience" outside the city of Lian'an last time, he was not panicked at this time.

As long as you don't completely exhaust your life energy, everything will be fine.

He was just worried about Zhu Hongyu...

This girl was quite close to the group of weavers.

There is also the big arbitration... Bu Changyue should have "self-destructed" as well.

This is not a simple flesh bomb.

Crash~

Following the violent explosion, Huang Qianliu's near-godlike form, that tangled "ball of thread," was fiercely thrown out of his spiritual world...

This "ball of thread" has shrunk visibly and looks fragmented.

"What on earth is going on?"

Huang Qianliu's exasperated voice rang out.

Too many things happened in the past day that he couldn't understand.

At the same time, several thin silk threads extended from the "ball of thread" and, following his "sensing" of Meng Yi, rapidly stretched towards the center of the explosion.

Meng Yi, please don't die like this...

This speed of advancement, this expression of multiple [authorities], this innocence and idealism...

It is undoubtedly the greatest hope for mankind at present.

"Puff~"

Just as Meng Yi worried, Zhu Hongyu was seriously injured in the sudden explosion.

She nearly died on the spot.

If it weren't for Sha Cang's chain of order that tried its best to save her, she would definitely not have survived.

However, even so, her current state is extremely miserable.

Amidst the silver light of the crumbling chains of order, Zhu Hongyu only managed to save his head and half of his tilted upper body.

The powerful vitality given to her by the magic of flesh and blood allowed her to linger on.

And Sha Cang's situation is even worse than hers.

The Tower of Supervision was shattered, and the people of Sha Cang were seriously injured and on the verge of death.

If it weren't for a fat flesh worm that established some kind of connection with him and provided continuous treatment, he would have been dead.

Woo——

A slightly low whistle sounded.

A few broken iron chains pulled Zhu Hongyu and the others back to the Holy City of Redemption...