Due to the fall of the Creator, and before Meng Yi had time to reorganize this world, his strength seemed to have been affected, and his thunderous attacks appeared rather weak.
Meng Yi followed the flash of lightning and saw a dim, broken golden light shooting out of the solar system at an exaggerated speed.
From it, faint yet clearly defined fluctuations were constantly emanating:
“I will recuperate in the depths of the stars, and I will surely return. At that time, I will ravage this shattered world.”
It was clear that Jin Hui had not completely perished; a part of him remained and, through unknown means, evaded Meng Yi's cursory investigation, and was now taking the opportunity to escape.
"If you have the guts, chase after them..."
He kept provoking Meng Yi, seemingly confident that he could deal with Meng Yi from outside the world.
After all, Meng Yi is merely the successor of the Creator, not the Creator himself.
He is far from mature, and the world is indeed in dire need of rebuilding.
However, Meng Yi did not give chase. He simply watched calmly as the broken golden light crashed head-on into a thick curtain of darkness.
The curtain, painted with filthy and decadent colors, depicted a bleak apocalyptic scene of world destruction, collapse, and vanishing.
Under Meng Yi's gaze, an additional chilling stillness, unique to death, was added.
This represents the demise of a world.
Suddenly, the curtain was rolled up, enveloping the dim golden light within.
Meng Yi calmly nodded slightly to An Ge, who appeared in the distance.
Wow wow wow…
The Great Devourer cried incessantly.
...
A few years later.
"Zhuang'er, this is so annoying. I'm still not used to these translucent tentacles around me. I feel like I can hardly breathe in here."
On the streets of the Holy City of Redemption in the early morning, Zhang Xi'er kept complaining to Zhang Zhuang'er.
Since these illusory tentacles weren't in the way, Meng Yi didn't remove them immediately.
After all, compared to these things, restoring the Earth to its original state and restoring the sun in the sky are more important tasks.
Zhang Zhuang'er replied casually:
"Alright, according to Meng Yi, these tentacles will gradually disappear. Haven't you noticed that they have shrunk a lot compared to the beginning?"
Moreover, they are not moving now.
Cheer up, after all, it's the first day of welcoming the new sun.
The streets were brightly lit and decorated, and everyone was excitedly celebrating the beautiful sight of the sun reappearing on the horizon.
People, bundled up in thick cotton-padded coats, shouted excitedly in this snow-covered city:
"I never imagined that I would be moved by the sunrise one day."
"Hahaha, look at that bright red little fireball, look at that bright red little fireball."
"Mommy, is that the sun?"
"Um."
"It looks small, but it's very warm."
The two siblings walked through the crowd toward the church. Zhang Xier kept muttering, "I'm not unhappy. I'm just thinking about something."
"I suggest you don't even think about it."
"ha?"
The two bickered all the way into the spacious hall of the sanctuary. As soon as they stepped inside, they saw Cen Qiyun standing proudly at the very front, directly below the holy emblem.
Zhang Xier muttered to herself, "She's taken Xu Qingsong's place again. Poor little Xu."
Zhang Zhuang'er retorted with dissatisfaction, "Who did you learn to call yourself 'Little Xu' from? You should learn to respect the church's chief."
Meng Yi was mingling among his apostles, raising his hand to cover his cheek.
There was nothing he could do; Cen started by calling everyone "family," which almost made him burst out laughing.
It must be some old man's idea, he thought.
Soon, a clear voice entered my ears:
A new era has begun!
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