In her original world, Ye Qingjie was a girl skilled in combat. In just one day, she had figured out Fang Zhiyi's situation. She was very confident about taking out this NPC; as long as Lin Ye gave the word, she would do it.
She slowly walked toward Fang Zhiyi, who had his back to them, clutching a few iron nails in her hand. Right at that moment, a sinister gust of wind blew past.
Ye Qingjie froze in place, stunned.
Her prolonged lack of movement caught the attention of the others.
"Sister Ye?" someone called out cautiously.
"Little Jie?" Lin Ye also frowned. Had she gone soft? No, she was sometimes even more decisive than he was.
Amidst the repeated calls, Ye Qingjie slowly turned her head, instantly giving everyone a fright.
Two trails of bloody tears flowed from her eyes, and her face was filled with absolute terror.
"What's wrong?" Someone immediately jumped up, ready to activate their skills at a moment's notice.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Ye Qingjie kept apologizing as bloody tears streamed down her face. Under everyone's watchful eyes, she plunged the iron nails in her hand into herself.
As if she felt no pain, she stabbed herself over and over again.
Fang Zhiyi continued to look at the drawing on the ground, ignoring the commotion behind him, while Little Hei suddenly darted into the sky.
Lin Ye stepped forward to help, and the others hurried to stop her, but Ye Qingjie simply could not stop, viciously stabbing herself while continuously apologizing.
"A demon! Fang Linjie is here!" someone realized.
However, after a brief pause, Lin Ye said, "No, he hasn't arrived yet!"
No one knew why he was so certain, but they believed Lin Ye wouldn't speak nonsense; his judgment had never been wrong.
"Little Jie!" Just then, Ye Qingjie erupted with immense strength, breaking free from the crowd trying to stop her. Crying and looking at everyone with a face full of horror, she sliced her own throat open with an iron nail.
Yet even after doing so, she remained standing, and a bizarre laugh escaped her lips.
It was the voice of a demon.
"There's a demon! Quick! Get ready!" Lin Ye felt only a slight twinge of regret over his girlfriend's death, but he was certainly not lacking in girlfriends. His gaze shifted to Fang Zhiyi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his back to them. "It's that kid! He's been playing us!"
"How heartbreaking... I poured my heart out to you all, yet you want to rip my heart out." Fang Zhiyi slowly stood up, supporting himself on his knees, and unhurriedly turned around.
"You're a demon!" Lin Ye didn't know what tricks this Fang Zhiyi in front of him had pulled. He suddenly felt a bit of regret for not questioning that trash Wei Kaiyang more thoroughly.
Another gust of wind blew past.
Another team member started screaming, spewing out his own dark past: "I let my family down! I hit my mom! I even wanted to poison my dad! I am a hero now! What right do they have to dictate what I do? I, I, I!"
He suddenly grabbed his chin and the back of his head, then forcefully twisted his head a full one hundred and eighty degrees.
He didn't fall; instead, he glared at the remaining people with a hideous expression, letting out an inhuman laugh.
Such a horrifying scene stunned everyone, and the rest took a step back in fear.
"Why? We clearly didn't trigger any death rules!" One team member, whose skill allowed her to see the rules, couldn't comprehend the scene before her no matter how hard she tried.
Fang Zhiyi took a step toward them and then spoke. Speaking alongside him were the two teammates who were clearly dead but still moving. The three voices blended together, eerie and chilling.
"Because I make the rules here."
The moment he said this, everyone's blood ran cold.
This NPC actually knew about the rules?
Birds in the woods suddenly scattered into the air as if startled, and the faces of these mission-takers were filled with a fear of the unknown.
"Don't be afraid! We have the Exorcism Array!" Lin Ye shouted. "Take your positions!"
Following his command, the remaining people quickly moved to their respective spots.
Fang Zhiyi smiled. With every step he took, the two bizarre corpses followed suit, walking step by step right into the middle of their so-called Exorcism Array.
Although they had lost two teammates, the other mission-takers quickly steadied themselves. They began to activate the Exorcism Array. This was the ultimate weapon they had obtained upon entering this world; dealing with a demon shouldn't be a problem.
Sure enough, Fang Zhiyi's expression twisted in pain, and his body gradually curled in on itself.
"It's working! It's working!" a team member shouted excitedly.
Only Lin Ye felt somewhat suspicious and alarmed, because just a moment ago, his System had suddenly warned him that the opponent was very dangerous. For the System to say that, it couldn't be this easy to dispose of him, right?
Fang Zhiyi hadn't expected this so-called Exorcism Array to actually restrict his movements. However, this sensation didn't feel like the methods of an exorcist, but rather the workings of the grand Heavenly Dao.
"Damn it, isn't this cheating? I actually thought there was some Exorcism Array," Fang Zhiyi cursed. He now had to concentrate on resisting the oppressive force coming from above. He also suddenly understood the cause and effect of it all: in the original plot, Fang Linjie died because of this so-called Exorcism Array, which led Fang Zhiyi to devote himself to the Lord of the Abyss and become the initiator of a chaotic order. Then, when the Abyss merged with this world, Lin Ye and the others would receive another mission to come and complete the harvesting of this world.
"So many dirty tricks," Fang Zhiyi swore.
A mission-taker who was loudly mocking Fang Zhiyi suddenly froze, his expression gradually twisting from excitement into agony.
Then, he cried out in pain, flew up into the air out of nowhere, and slammed heavily onto the ground.
This sudden turn of events left the rest of them dumbfounded.
The man writhed incessantly on the ground, the crisp sounds of breaking bones echoing from within his body, making everyone's scalp tingle. Then, he stood up in a highly bizarre posture. By the time he raised his head, his pupils had changed color.
"A demon! There's another demon!" someone screamed in terror.
This fear made the remaining people instinctively want to flee. No one expected that even with Fang Zhiyi restrained, there would still be other demons present.
Someone turned and started to run. Once one person fled, it prompted a second, and then a third.
Lin Ye's reprimands were of no use.
But those who fled didn't survive either. They let out miserable shrieks one after another, as unseen demons followed closely beside them.
With these people leaving their designated positions, the pressure on Fang Zhiyi lessened significantly. It seemed the Heavenly Dao had been using these guys as coordinates.
"Good thing I called for backup, otherwise this really would have been a bit troublesome." He looked up at the sky. "Smelly Little Hei, you'd better be able to wipe away your past humiliation."
He had previously summoned the six Demon Lords under his command. Why not seven? Because Sloth was still too lazy to move, and now couldn't even be bothered to speak.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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