Chapter 41: God is silent! One thought makes the flower bloom, and one thought makes it wither!
“Scorching fire—!”
This sound was the last blood mark before the soul was torn apart.
It is no longer the code name of a tool that Zheng Qiuyu often mentions and uses for acting.
Nor was it the calculated chess piece on her chessboard that she used to turn the tables.
In front of the Ghost Mother's withered claws that were powerful enough to crush the stars, all the carefully constructed schemes and scams in Zheng Qiuyu's brain were crushed to dust in an instant by the fear of death!
It turns out that I deceived everyone, even the heavens, but in the end I failed to deceive my own heart.
It turned out that when all her escape routes were cut off, the only thing she subconsciously wanted to hold on to was not the system, not the strategy, but the foolish... husband whom she treated as a tool.
This cry was a mixture of the most primitive fear, the most complete helplessness, and a hint of dependence from the depths of her soul that she dared not admit until her death!
It is like a hot key of God forged from real emotions!
Without opening any mechanism, he inserted the most fundamental restriction core called "Heavenly Love Gu Lock" directly between Zheng Qiuyu and Zhuo Huo with a "click"!
Buzz——!!!
It was as if an ultimate program with countless cold rules was suddenly fed with an instruction that it could not understand but had the highest authority - "Protect"!
It had always been just a chain of cold contract, but for the first time, it was completely hacked by a virus called "true love"!
[No, buddy, are you serious?! ]
This "surprise" at the law level flashed by, and was immediately covered by a more domineering will!
——Command confirmed! Highest priority! Mandatory execution!
Boom!!!
Lying quietly on the ten thousand year old cold jade bed, the bloody mark of the love poison chain between his eyebrows suddenly burst out with a scarlet divine light that swallowed up the world!
The light was no longer strange or ominous!
It is an absolute, unquestionable, supreme will that will kill gods and Buddhas if they stand in your way!
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【Hundred Ghosts Crying】Canyon.
The ghost mother's hideous smile was still frozen on her face, and her ghost claws were only half an inch away from Zheng Qiuyu's lower abdomen!
She could even smell the sweet scent of the "divine fetus" that drove her crazy!
It is this half inch that has become eternal!
A terrifying pressure that made her soul scream suddenly erupted like a volcano from the "container" in her eyes - the sleeping man!
"What the—"
The ghost mother was so horrified that she only had time to utter two words.
The next second, the withered claw she stretched out, along with her entire arm, was instantly squeezed, twisted, and crushed by an invisible force of space!
There was no blood or flesh flying.
Instead, it was like being thrown into a black hole in the universe, and all bones, resentment, and laws were wiped out, leaving not even a speck of dust!
"ah--!"
A belated, heart-wrenching howl finally erupted from the Ghost Mother's throat! She retreated in terror, looking at the man as if she were looking at an ancient god who had emerged from chaos!
Time has not slowed down.
On the contrary, everything is almost reaching its limit!
At the same moment when the ghost mother's arm was broken, the sleeping man, Zhanhuo, stood up slowly and straight without any external force.
He still had his eyes closed.
But as he stood up, the entire "One Hundred Demons Night Parade Formation" let out a wail of grief as it was overwhelmed! The black fog composed of billions of resentful souls melted and dissipated like snow in the sun! Thousands of evil spirits didn't even have time to roar before their souls shattered under the overwhelming pressure, transforming into the purest resentment before being completely annihilated!
This is not dispelling, this is purification! It is the life of higher dimensions that completely obliterates the existence of lower dimensions!
Zheng Qiuyu was gently protected in the center by this force and was unharmed.
She could feel the connection between her and the burning flame, at that moment, becoming hotter and clearer than ever before. She could even "see" the phantom of a towering deity slowly opening its eyes in his dormant sea of consciousness, precisely because of her call.
The ghost mother was terrified. The ghost den she had cultivated for a thousand years had collapsed by more than half in just three breaths when this man stood up!
She wants to escape!
But an invisible field has already completely blocked this world.
She became a bird in a cage, no, a moth in a spider's web.
Next second.
Zhuohuo's eyes, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened!
There's no white of the eye there.
There are no pupils either.
There are only two rounds of chaotic singularities that devour the ages and annihilate the heavens!
And, a cold, indifferent will, as if judging an ant, precisely locked onto the Ghost Mother.
"Anyone who hurts her will die."
These four words are neither sounds nor thoughts.
It was like a supreme law engraved at the beginning of the universe. The moment Zhanhuo opened his eyes, it was directly written into every inch of space and every particle of the [Hundred Demons Crying] Canyon!
This is... an oracle.
It is the final judgment of Dust by the Creator God!
The ghost mother's soul didn't even have the qualifications to tremble in front of this "law" and was directly nailed to the spot.
The next moment, Zhuo Huo didn't even look at her.
With him as the center, the world...lost its color.
It's not that the light is being swallowed up, but the concept of "color" itself is being erased from reality!
Then, there was the sound.
The roar of thousands of ghosts, the whimpering of the wind, the wailing of space, everything turned into absolute dead silence.
An indescribable circle of "nothingness" began to spread.
It was not a ripple, nor a field, but more like a stain on a flawless white cloth, being erased inch by inch by an invisible hand of God with an eraser called "nothingness"!
This is the scorching "realm of chaos" - divine silence.
Wherever the domain passed, those hideous and terrifying evil spirits formed by billions of resentful souls did not decompose or annihilate.
They are like monsters drawn on paper. When the "paper" is erased, their existence, their history, and their cause and effect disappear without a trace.
It was as if they had never appeared in this world.
"One Hundred Demons Night Parade"?
A joke written on the beach. When the tide comes, nothing is left.
The Ghost Mother is the most stubborn stain in this painting of "divine silence".
She looked in horror at the "Evil Robe of Ten Thousand Souls" on her body, a top-grade magic treasure personally refined by the ancient Demon Lord. The soul faces on the robe, which were twisted in pain, did not scream, but just peeled off like dried oil paintings, turning into the most primitive particles and returning to nothingness.
“No… No!!”
The ghost laws in her body, the magic skills she had practiced for three thousand years, were like ice encountering "absolute zero" in the "divine silence". There was not even a melting process, but they were directly frozen and shattered!
Her soul is being erased from the root of "existence"!
She felt that her past was disappearing and her future was collapsing!
"ah--!!"
The instinct for survival overwhelmed the fear of her soul being torn apart, and the ghost mother let out the most shrill scream of her life.
She is no longer a giant demon who covets the divine fetus, but just an ant that is about to be crushed to death!
"Original Sacrifice! Blood Escape to the Nine Heavens!"
She acted decisively, and what she spewed out was no longer her blood essence, but half of her demon soul essence! The moment that dark abyss-like essence appeared, most of it was wiped out by "Divine Silence"!
But the remaining part was still burning madly, turning into a blood line faster than light, rushing to the edge of the field at all costs.
"Open it for me!"
Boom!!!
At the cost of self-destruction, the blood light finally burned a tiny, needle-tipped hole that was about to heal on the absolutely perfect "white paper" of the "Divine Silence" realm!
The ghost mother's broken soul, like a wild dog with its spine pulled out, crawled in and disappeared into the crack of the void in an instant.
She ran away.
The price is that three thousand years of cultivation will be completely wasted, the origin of the demon soul will be permanently damaged, and there will be no further progress in this life!
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