If a god wants you dead, can you survive?
Unable to resist, deeply powerless, before the gods, people are as insignificant as ants.
He was filled with deep fear, and his soul trembled.
Mingzhuo turned around and realized something was wrong; most of the crew had been infected and were coughing up blood.
“This is divine punishment.” Luo Wenxin smiled at Qiao Song. “I’m sorry, I deceived and took advantage of you. I’m afraid we can no longer be friends.”
The two had once agreed to stay with the production team forever, clinging to Mingzhuo's coattails and resolutely supporting his decisions.
Qiao Song opened his mouth, but it was full of blood and foam, and he couldn't say a word.
Under the oppressive force of divine punishment, he was unable to utter a sound.
Luo Wenxin: "Don't blame me, it's just that Consultant Ruan was too aggressive. I was just protecting myself."
He left those words behind and took the opportunity to disappear with Cheng Jingru.
Ming Zhuo cleaved the bone sword, which was tainted with resentment and ominous energy, with a single sword strike. This was something Luo Wenxin wanted to discard.
She looked up in the direction where Luo Wenxin had disappeared, but did not chase after her.
Luo Wenxin's meaning was clear: if she continued to pursue them, he would use divine punishment to cut off their tongues and blind them.
Gods cannot be spoken of lightly or looked at directly; mere mortals can only prostrate themselves in worship, otherwise it is a great disrespect and will be punished by the gods.
Mingzhuo knew that divine punishment wouldn't endanger her life, but she was still threatened.
Many of the staff members on the show are just ordinary people who are a little bolder and have never done anything immoral.
If everyone becomes mute or blind because of her stubbornness, she will surely feel guilty and uneasy.
She went over and helped Qiao Song up, using her spiritual power to examine his condition. She discovered that there was indeed a mark on his soul.
She erased the mark.
Qiao Song then spoke, uttering the unspoken words: "Should I be grateful to you for condescending to deceive and exploit me?"
But Luo Wenxin had already disappeared and could not hear what he said.
Qiao Song paused for a moment, then suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
What is real and what is fake?
The night seemed exceptionally long, so long that there was no end in sight.
Mingzhuo quickly removed the marks from everyone. Luo Wenxin had been with the production team for a long time, and he was even the one who initiated the program.
Many people on the show were completely unsuspecting of him, making it incredibly easy for him to manipulate things among them.
The others were fine, but Madam Luo's condition was not good.
Over the years, she has relied too much on the divine power of the bone sword, and her soul has been infiltrated by that resentment. Now, burned by the threads of willpower, she feels her mind is clamoring, as if it is about to explode.
The pain tormented her so much that she kept convulsing, her fingertips digging into Gu Xu's arm and leaving several bloody scratches.
The blood on her fingertips seemed to ease her pain a little.
Gu Xu seemed to sense something and raised his hand to cut open the wound on his wrist and feed the blood to the other person.
Mingzhuo realized something was wrong; why was they going to bleed him again?
"No, you can't bleed anymore!" Mingzhuo said urgently, grabbing Gu Xu's wrist.
Such beautiful hands make one think of someone who never lifts a finger; how could he bear to repeatedly cut them?
Gu Xu: "She is, after all, my birth mother."
He couldn't bear to see her like this, and he felt he should do anything to alleviate her pain.
Ming Zhuo's thoughts stirred slightly, "Perhaps you and Luo Zhi could join forces to see if you can remove the attachments from the soul."
Gu Xu doesn't know magic and is immune to all evil. He's quite a materialist, so of course he can't touch a soul.
But Luo Zhi was a prodigy; although she was a soul, she was pure and free of any ghostly aura.
Luo Zhi was worried that she couldn't help, but upon hearing this, she said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."
Gu Xu allowed Luo Zhi to control his power and remove the things from Madam Luo's soul.
No wonder Madam Luo felt pain; her soul carried far too much.
On one side is resentment, bitterness, and filth from the depths of hell; on the other side are countless smiling wishes and ceaseless prayers.
The emotions of so many people, the vast and complex information, so intense that it was overwhelming, kept crashing against her soul, and she could no longer bear it.
Luo Zhi found it strange. Normally, if he touched those resentful spirits and wishes, he would definitely be affected. But when he touched them while controlling Gu Xu's power, he felt a sense of peace in his mind.
He couldn't hear anything.
He could not hear any of the unwilling roars, painful wails, devout prayers, or deep longing.
The world was silent.
Is this the world that Asuka perceives? This is too strange. He has never met a person who can shut out all noise.
Luo Zhi steadied herself and erased the resentment and desires inch by inch.
Mingzhuo always stayed by their side to protect them.
She could feel a gaze fixed on her, never leaving her for a moment.
"What, do you want to fight?" Mingzhuo asked, raising his eyes.
Shen Ruodi: "I think I have shown enough that I have no ill intentions towards anyone."
Why is he still threatening to fight and kill? Isn't his sincerity obvious enough?
These mortals' lives were as worthless as grass, and he never cared about them, so naturally he wouldn't kill them and upset Ah Yin.
But if someone tries to take Ah Yin away, that's a different story.
He glanced at Gu Xu subtly, his fingers twitching slightly beneath his wide sleeves.
Why does this mortal deserve so much favor from Ah Yin?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when a sharp sword aura slashed towards him. Shen Ruodi had been on guard against this, and his figure flickered away like a ghost, appearing a dozen meters away a few breaths later.
"You're actually so worried about him?" Shen Ruodi was somewhat surprised, thinking to himself, "Then I'll definitely kill him."
Mingzhuo flew into a rage: "You still say you have no ill intentions? Try having another one of those crooked ideas!"
Shen Ruodi's mind raced, and he quickly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
He didn't need to show hostility towards Gu Xu to his face; doing so would only push A Yin completely toward the other party.
He was, after all, a high priest deeply loved by his people. Before his death, or rather, before he went astray, he remained holy and gentle.
His smile alone makes people instinctively want to believe him.
This is why he was able to bewitch so many young girls in the past, who were willing to sacrifice their lives for him one after another.
Mingzhuo, however, did not believe his nonsense. "You're no good either. And shouldn't I deal with your clansmen?"
Shen Ruodi: "Okay."
Ming Zhuoyi was about to thrust his sword when he heard this and stopped, somewhat surprised by what he had just heard. "You've finally decided to hand them over?"
Shen Ruodi: "Ayin, I'm sorry for the delay, but I will definitely keep my promise to you."
He paused for a moment, then asked with a smile, "How about I personally send him to the Xuanmen sect in a few days?"
Mingzhuo looked at him coldly: "Have you finished your business? And what exactly are you plotting? You're not still thinking about restoring your clan, are you? No matter who it is, if they dare to crawl out of hell again, I will send them back to hell!"
Life and death each have their own path. If the dead are restless and insist on harming the living, then don't blame them for being murderous.
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