Half a month later.
Most of humanity had migrated to the underground residential area in Central City.
The underground city was filled with a modern flavor that didn't seem to belong underground. Even though it was underground, the living areas divided into blocks had cleverly transformed this underground space into small communities.
Each community had comfortable residences, shops, schools, and hospitals, basically meeting people's daily needs.
These communities were connected by the formation subway developed by the Alliance, allowing people to move freely within the underground city.
It took the combined efforts of the entire world to build such an underground city that could accommodate the world's population in just one month.
This underground city was created using the space - folding formation.
Each level of space could accommodate tens of millions of people, equivalent to a city.
The levels were numbered from top to bottom, and each area was connected through formation teleportation.
To prevent people from feeling too cramped and depressed when living here, there were... ten thousand levels in total!!
On each level, there were martial arts - related industries built by the Gu Family, such as martial artists' restaurants, martial artists' hospitals, and martial artists' training rooms.
Coupled with the artificial sun created by the Formation Department, except for being underground, it was mostly the same as on the ground.
However, everyone still hoped to return to the surface and end the disaster brought by the Night King as soon as possible.
That night.
Everyone was sitting in front of the TV. Thanks to the latest technology, there was still a signal even on the minus ten - thousandth level.
On the screen.
There was a countdown panel on the surface.
At this moment, it was down to the last few minutes.
Everyone swallowed nervously.
The Night King... was coming.
Some people who chose to stay in the surface residential area were sitting on their balconies, looking at the countdown on the panel disdainfully.
They thought the Alliance was over - emphasizing the threat of the Night King.
With so many martial artists around the world, how could they not defeat the Night Organization?
It was ridiculous to migrate underground to live!
On the surface of Central City.
Countless martial artists were on high alert, their nervous eyes fixed on the panel in the darkness.
As the countdown was about to end, their hearts tightened.
What kind of disaster did the Night King mean?
Leng Qingqiu was hovering outside the formation of Central City. Twenty - nine spiritual blades were slowly floating behind her. These days, her cultivation had soared like a rocket.
Now she was at the peak of the lower - grade realm.
She was just one step away from entering the earth - grade realm.
She knew very well that only by getting stronger could she bring Gu Yan back.
Time ticked by.
Finally, when the countdown on the panel reached zero.
Whoosh!
The panel disappeared.
Everyone tensed up, nervously looking around.
Leng Qingqiu grasped a condensed spiritual blade, her face solemn, for she felt a chilling aura.
It was here!
The next second.
A scene that stunned everyone watching the live - stream appeared.
Suddenly.
Crack!
In the sky, the ink - black sky was gradually being torn apart by something, and a pair of huge claws emerged from the rift.
These claws ripped the sky open, creating a huge gap from which a bone - chilling aura emanated.
Then, a hair - raising scene unfolded.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
Countless dense demons surged out from the cracked rift.
They were different from the evil creatures seen before. They were huge in size, hideous and terrifying, enough to make one's hair stand on end.
There was cruelty and ferocity in their eyes, as if they were messengers from hell.
The people watching the live - broadcast lost the ability to speak. They couldn't understand what was happening in front of them.
Of course, what made them even more desperate was that the owner of the claws that tore open the sky... slowly revealed its figure.
"Roar!"
It was a huge, dragon - like creature with multiple eyes. It was covered in ice and had barbs all over its body.
Just the head that emerged from the rift blocked most of the sunlight in the city.
"This can't be real, right?"
"How could such a thing happen?"
"Is... is this a joke?"
"How could this be?"
"What... what can we use to fight them?"
"We can't win..."
"We don't have any chance of winning..."
Fear and despair enveloped everyone, and they all fell into panic.
Even the warriors guarding the Central City were shocked by this scene.
So many demons... what could they use to fight?
Moreover, it should be noted that this was not just happening in the Central City. Similar spatial rifts had appeared all over the world!
Was this the disaster created by the Night King?
The next second.
"Roar!"
With the roar of the Frost Dragon, the demons in the Central City area roared and rushed towards the ground one by one.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless city buildings were destroyed, the ground was shattered, and some civilians who didn't go to the Central City but chose to stay on the ground were instantly wiped out.
Screams and flames continued without end.
The Frost Dragon also raised its head, and a force of frost gathered in its mouth.
Boom!
It sprayed downwards.
In an instant...
Crackle!
The entire ground was instantly frozen, and this force continued to attack in the direction of the Central City.
Leng Qingqiu didn't make any move.
She was still in mid - air, tightly clenching her fists.
For the first time, she felt so powerless and felt that she might not be able to bring Gu Yan back.
Because... she could sense.
The number of demons in the Central City area was not the largest, and even this Frost Dragon was not the strongest.
However, even though it was not the strongest.
What made Leng Qingqiu feel a little desperate was that she couldn't even detect the cultivation level of this Frost Dragon.
This could only mean one thing. This Frost Dragon... had a higher cultivation level than hers.
How could it be...
To what level had Gu Yan's cultivation broken through?
[Give up, the other me. You can't catch up with Gu Yan through ordinary cultivation methods.]
[The situation is a foregone conclusion. It was a correct decision for you to let everyone migrate underground.]
The voice of Xiao Leng came from her mind.
Leng Qingqiu pursed her lips slightly and asked in her mind.
Xiao Leng... how long will this disaster last...
[......]
Xiao Leng didn't answer because she didn't know the answer either.
Maybe... it would be over soon...
[Go back, the other me. The Central City won't be in danger.]
[All other areas except this will become a paradise for demons.]
Hearing this,
Leng Qingqiu tightened her fists even more.
The Central City won't be in danger...
The Monster Paradise...
In fact, is it a natural hunting ground prepared for their martial artists?
Why? Is it to let her lead the world to confront the Night Organization head-on?
Is everything part of your plan, Gu Yan?
Leng Qingqiu raised her head. She opened her eyes and stared fixedly at a familiar life source essence high up in the sky.
The other person stood in the sky, with no one behind him, only monsters.
Why... aren't there any other members of the Night Organization?
His voice filled everyone's ears.
[I am... the Night King.]
[Struggle... Suffer...]
[I'll give you a little breathing space so that you can fully understand... how despairing this world is.]
Swish!
As his voice fell, Gu Yan's figure disappeared.
And what followed was an overwhelming wave of monsters attacking the ground.
Leng Qingqiu took a deep breath and stopped thinking.
She knew this battle couldn't be fought, and there was no way to win.
In this first game... they had lost.
.......
......
On this day, humanity's homeland was invaded and destroyed by the monsters.
Everyone settled in... the underground city.
This year was known as... the first year of the Great Cataclysm.
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he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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