The thrilling and earth-shattering war against the evil god Cthulhu has finally come to an end, and a heavy and solemn atmosphere permeates the City of Myriad Realms.

Those customers who had faced life-or-death trials now deeply felt the chilling cruelty of the World War.

In this fierce battle, many brave and fearless individuals failed to return with the main force. They streaked across the sky like shooting stars, disappearing forever on that distant and unknown battlefield.

These brave individuals, some perhaps driven by a thirst for power and glory, others simply to uphold their beliefs, all threw themselves into this dangerous and unknown battle without hesitation.

At this critical moment, Ye Yun did not choose to offer assistance.

It wasn't that he was cold-hearted, but rather that he deeply understood that everyone must take responsibility for the choices they make.

When people decide to take risks to gain certain benefits, they should anticipate the enormous risks that will follow and be psychologically prepared to bear all the consequences.

After all, in this dog-eat-dog world, no one can truly be infallible.

Even those customers in the City of Myriad Realms who had reached the Earth Immortal realm could not escape the cruel tricks of fate and unfortunately perished in the turbulent torrent of the Great World.

They once possessed extraordinary strength and unfathomable Taoist magic, but faced with such a large-scale and extremely dangerous war, their individual strength ultimately seemed insignificant and trivial.

This painful lesson gave the customers of the City of Myriad Realms a more profound and unforgettable understanding of the cruelty of wars involving countless worlds.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the evil god Cthulhu watched helplessly as his meticulously planned clone operation ended in failure, and his inner rage erupted like a volcano.

His狰狞扭扭 (zhengning niu, meaning ferocious and twisted) face became even more terrifying with anger, and the evil aura emanating from him seemed capable of devouring the entire world.

Just as Cthulhu was about to launch an attack, Ye Yun simply extended his finger and flicked it lightly.

A faint beam of light suddenly shot out from his fingertip, like lightning piercing the sky, instantly traversing endless spatial distance, and landing precisely on Cthulhu's massive body.

In an instant, the once invincible Cthulhu seemed to be frozen in place, completely losing his ability to fight back.

As the light continued to erode his body, Cthulhu began to tremble violently. Cracks gradually appeared on his body, and then he disintegrated like broken porcelain, turning into countless fragments that dissipated in the air until he disappeared completely.

After all, you were only here to hone your skills with your customers, not to cause trouble. The City of Myriad Realms returned to peace once again.

On this day, an old man with a white beard suddenly appeared at the city gate, and his aura had reached the level of an Earth Immortal.

He looked up at the towering, magnificent city gate, a hint of doubt and amazement in his eyes, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Could this be the legendary immortal realm? It's so spectacular!"

Just then, Zhou Bing, standing at the city gate, keenly spotted the figure. He looked closely and immediately realized this was a newcomer. So, Zhou Bing quickly stepped forward and greeted him warmly, "Fellow Daoist, are you new here?"

Upon hearing the voice, the man turned around, looked at Zhou Bing with a smile on his face, nodded, and said, "That's right. May I ask what the rules are here?"

Zhou Bing smiled and explained, "You only need to use your divine sense to penetrate the three large characters 'Myriad Realms City' engraved above the city gate." After saying that, he gestured in a direction.

The white-bearded old man did as he was told, and when his divine sense touched those three words, he instantly felt a powerful and mysterious force surge into his mind.

He trembled violently, his face lighting up with wild joy, his voice shaking with excitement: "Great! Now Mount Emei is saved! That wretched Blood Demon of the Nether Spring will surely die a horrible death!"

Immediately afterwards, the white-bearded old man introduced himself: "Greetings, fellow Daoist. I am the head of Mount Emei—Master Changmei. I have come here to seek a way to combat the Blood Demon of the Nether Spring."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Bing returned the greeting with a cupped hand and said, "So you are the Long-Browed Immortal. I have long admired your name! I am Zhou Bing from the City of Myriad Realms."

Then, Zhou Bing asked curiously, "Judging from your ecstatic appearance, could it be that a vicious and wicked demon has truly appeared in your world?"

The Long-Browed Immortal nodded slightly and said slowly, "That's right. In this world we live in, a vicious and terrifying demon has appeared, named the Netherworld Blood Demon."

The Long-Browed Immortal frowned deeply and continued with a solemn expression, "This great demon's strength is unfathomable, and he is not someone that ordinary people can contend with."

In order to find a way to completely destroy it, I originally wanted to ascend to the heavens to seek a good solution.

Unexpectedly, things didn't go as planned, and I ended up here by sheer chance. Even more surprising was that this mysterious and unpredictable City of Myriad Realms was such a wondrous place.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Bing was startled, but then a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he said passionately, "Fellow Daoist, do not worry! Such a great demon, who wreaks havoc on the world and causes immense suffering, deserves to be killed by everyone. I, Zhou, am willing to fight alongside you to eliminate this scourge!"

However, Zhou Bing's enthusiasm was actually for another reason.

It should be noted that the competition in the current Myriad Realms City is extremely fierce. Although there are many coveted rare treasures in the city, none of them can be purchased without merit points.

Unfortunately, the merits he had accumulated were pitifully small, and he was simply unable to exchange them for what he desired.

Just then, a dark figure suddenly appeared beside Zhou Bing like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, a muffled "bang" was heard, and a large hand slammed heavily onto Zhou Bing's forehead.

At the same time, a slightly disgruntled voice rang out: "Hey! You, are you planning to hog this piece of meat all by yourself?"

Qingzhenzi appeared beside Zhou Bing with the fire qilin, looking at him with displeasure.

Zhou Bing chuckled and said, "How could that be? Everyone knows I, Zhou Bing, am known as the upright young man. How could I possibly eat alone?"

He then introduced the man to the Long-Browed Master: "This is Master Qingzhenzi, the leader of Wudang Sect. He is a highly accomplished cultivator, a master at the Heavenly Immortal realm."

Qingzhenzi sensed it and said, "Fellow Daoist, your world is damaged and cannot accommodate the existence of immortals. You can only use clones to descend to the mortal realm."