Qin Cultivator wore a look of self-righteous benevolence, merely gazing at the shadow cast by the Ancient God in the distance, and then at the sight of the earth splitting and mountains collapsing in the dim world.

It was impossible to associate the culprit before them with kindness and benevolence.

Xu Guang clenched his fist, a glint of cold light in his eyes, "So, you think I should thank you?"

"Bai Xiaozhu has nothing to do with this. Let her go, and I'll go with you to the Bronze Blood Gate, or else..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Cultivator clapped his hands, seemingly satisfied that he had achieved his purpose.

"Talking to a smart person is really effortless."

Snap!

With a snap of his fingers, the chains in the scene before him shattered one by one, and Bai Xiaozhu fell from above.

Xu Guang watched quietly as Bai Xiaozhu struggled to get up from the ground and shook her head.

"Is that enough?"

Xu Guang looked at him, "What do you think?"

Qin Cultivator sneered, "People like you are rare."

The Lifeless Sect never sees people like Xu Guang. Even if they appear, they wouldn't survive a year.

Of course, Qin Cultivator also didn't believe Xu Guang could maintain such a nature forever. Everyone is fickle. Xu Guang left Li Taizhou and came to Jizhou. The people around him were all good, keeping his nature intact. But when he truly entered the cultivation circle of Hongze, he'd find that everything was fake.

The world is full of falsehood and deceit.

Xu Guang sneered, "At least it proves I'm still human. How many upheavals have your Lifeless Sect incited, how many people have you killed?"

Qin Cultivator shook his head slightly.

"You are still too naive now, not understanding what a grand pursuit the Great Lord of the World is."

Qin Cultivator gestured, pointing to Huan Songzi and others struggling under the shadow of the Ancient God in the distance, and then to the miners and slaves frantically fleeing in the earth's fissures.

"True fairness in the mortal world is only in death! Faced with death, everything is truly fair and just! Only before death do all creatures in the world receive true equality!"

"Since you believe death is fair, why do you cling to life? Shouldn't you seek the fairness you think you know?"

"I am different from all beings. All beings will eventually face death itself, while I... am death itself!"

Xu Guang was amused by Qin Cultivator's shameless words.

He finally understood why those in the Lifeless Sect are all madmen.

Their pursuit of equality before death is based on the fact that they represent death.

A group of beings with twisted perceptions and distorted thoughts.

Xu Guang no longer had any interest in speaking with Qin Cultivator. He simply watched quietly as Bai Xiaozhu began to walk out of the mine.

...

In the distance, the Ancient God known as Annihilation Venerable roared once more.

From the present world to the Void Realm, it was all shaken. The Divine Souls hidden in the Void Realm were instantly shattered.

"An Ancient God has descended! It's madness, utter madness!"

"Who provided the coordinates to the Ancient God, allowing it to descend here in Jizhou?"

Huan Songzi stood among the clouds, behind him were several second absolution Inspection Envoys from the Upper Five Houses, with gales swirling behind them, standing above the firmament.

Above the Heavenly Phenomenon, a terrifying shadow appeared, continuously condensing, transforming, like a dream, like clouds, like illusions.

But everything happening at the mine clearly attested that in the ineffable realm, a terrifying, great presence had cast its gaze downwards.

Huan Songzi's expression carried a hint of anger. He suddenly let out a low roar, countless black dots like pine cones appeared before him, which were his Divine Techniques.

With the help of these pine cones, he sped through the air, guiding gusts of wind, helping him to expand his perception to the extreme.

He looked toward the coffin of Qin Cultivator, especially at the burning black candle atop it, knowing that the true culprit of all this was this coffin. If it could be dealt with, the crisis here would resolve itself.

He charged forward recklessly.

Yet at this moment, he saw a pair of eyes, eyes with only the whites, filled with cruelty, ferocity, and bloodlust, as if containing a sea of corpses and blood.

Behind those eyes was an even more terrifying pair of eyes, just a shadow, but it chilled him to the bone.

'The eyes of the Ancient God...'

This thought flashed through Huan Songzi's mind.

"Ke ke ke, Great Lord of the World, everyone will face death!"

The coffin suddenly cracked open, and a fist descended from the heavens, punching the awestruck Huan Songzi into a crevice in the ground.

This person spoke skillfully, intentionally defining Huan Songzi's rise as an escape, making the already chaotic mine even more so.

Even top experts from the Northern Emperor's Court had to flee. What about these people...

In such a disaster, what could they count for?

Under the leadership of some strong figures, there was still a bit of order in the crowd, but they eventually turned into headless flies.

The shadow of death enveloped the entire sky.

What infuriated and terrified the experts from the Northern Emperor's Court the most was that as the death toll increased, the flame of the black candle on the coffin grew more flamboyant, clawing and roaring like a monster.

Huan Songzi no longer cared. The violent wind pushed the lava aside, and he crawled out of the ground, pitch black, like an Evil Ghost crawling out of Hell.

"Qin Cultivator, come out!! Face me head-on!"

Yet, there was no response.

Only the chaotic wailing, painful crying, all poured into his ears.

The entire world seemed to be weeping.

...

Xu Guang took everything into his eyes, his eyelids lowered slightly.

"Seeing such a scene, are you filled with anger, or despair? Or... excitement!?"

Qin Cultivator's tone carried a clear sense of pleasure.