This actor is full of tricks.

Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction, and the battle seemed to be drawing to a close.

"Something's not right." Rifty Abomination, forced back by the black veins, muttered to himself. He looked up at the sky and said, "I feel like something's getting closer!"

"No, something is really getting closer!"

Lie Zeng's voice suddenly rose, and Lin Jue also sensed something was wrong, so he looked up abruptly.

The sky had turned completely dark at some point, and a slightly chilly feeling spread across Lin Jue's cheeks.

It's raining?
Lin Jue touched his face, his fingertips stained with a little crimson.

Do not!
She bled!
The bloodshed came suddenly, starting as fine as a hair, but in an instant it poured down, taking over the misty world.

Everyone stopped moving and looked up at the sudden rain of blood.

Resentment is growing, hatred is spreading, and the blood rain carries the purest negative emotions, polluting the earth.

King Yama also sensed something was wrong. He quickened his pace, and the millstone spun rapidly, trying to completely obliterate that personality clone.

"enough."

Suddenly, a soft murmur came from somewhere, and then the blood rain falling from the sky suddenly contracted, condensing into a blood-stained hand covering hundreds of meters, which was raised high and then slammed down hard on King Yama.

It's Qin Lang!
Has Qin Lang really returned to the hospital?
Lin Jue glanced at the mental hospital that was faintly visible in the mist in the distance, then quickly reminded King Yama: "Your Majesty! The director of the mental hospital has made his move, be careful!"

Even without Lin Jue's reminder, King Yama also sensed the abnormality. The power carried by that bloody hand surpassed that of all the enemies he had encountered before, and even he felt a chill run down his spine.

Left with no other choice, he had to abandon the idea of ​​erasing that alter ego, and instead manipulated the millstone to meet the bloody hand.

The millstone was filled with howling, vengeful spirits. These were the enemies that King Yama had once annihilated, and now they had become part of the millstone, providing a continuous source of power.

Rumble!
An unimaginable, immense power erupted in the air, spreading resentment and spurting blood, forcing Lin Jue and his companions to retreat continuously.

When they looked again, all the wronged souls on the wheel had been evaporated, and a huge gap had appeared on the millstone.

Mu Xue was filled with shock and disbelief as she exclaimed, "How is this possible?! King Yama, whose strength ranks among the top three of all the kings in headquarters, has actually fallen to a disadvantage!"

Lin Jue looked solemn. He was not surprised at all that Qin Lang could show such strength. What was more important was that the other party had not yet shown up. If he was really in the hospital, why hadn't he appeared yet?
The bloodied hand saved the almost destroyed personality clone, then suddenly changed direction and grabbed straight at Lin Jue.

Qin Lang's purpose was very clear, or rather, he had targeted Lin Jue from the very beginning, and rescuing that personality clone was just a side effect.

"Trying to arrest someone right in front of me? Do you think I don't exist?" King Yama roared, his millstone spinning to block the bloody hand, attempting to grind it away.

However, the difference in strength between King Yama and Qin Lang was clearly visible, even greater than the difference between the former and that personality clone. The millstone lasted for less than three seconds before it exploded.

King Yama's aura quickly crumbled, his wrinkles tightened, and his Dharma body was shattered—even a king could not withstand such a blow.

"Go away!"

As the bloody hand drew ever closer, Lin Jue did not retreat, nor could he. This time, Qin Lang did not hold back his power as before, but instead unleashed a strength even greater than that of the Wheel King, clearly intending to completely subdue him.

The Dharmakaya's six arms were clasped together in front of its chest, and karmic fire condensed into a black wheel. The falling black light enveloped it in a chilling halo, and the Dharmakaya, whose appearance was originally indistinct, gradually seemed to develop facial features, vaguely resembling Lin Jue. The karmic fire surged forth, igniting everything around it, turning it into a black sea of ​​fire.

"Oh? The fruit is almost ripe."

Qin Lang's voice rang out once again from all directions, and the bloodied palms slapped down faster and faster: "It's finally time to reap the harvest."

Just as the blood-red palm was about to collide with the karmic fire, the falling blood rain suddenly stopped, and black blood vessels emerged from the mist behind Lin Jue. These blood vessels were even larger than those of his personality clones, each one like a ferocious dragon, roaring as it tore the blood-red palm apart.

Lin Jue turned around abruptly. The black veins seemed to extend from an unknown distance, and the mist obscured his vision, so he couldn't see anyone behind him.

Despite his bloodied, shattered hand, Qin Lang's voice showed no surprise. Instead, he sighed softly, "Number 1, you are someone I created, like my child. I don't want us to turn against each other, so I've tolerated you time and time again. But why do you keep hindering me?"

No one answered him, and Qin Lang continued, "Never mind, never mind, the fruit isn't fully ripe yet."

"When they are fully ripe, that's when you can pick them."

"Number 1, I hope you won't do anything foolish again."

As the voice faded, two bloody hands materialized again, grabbing the two personality clones and retreating towards the mental hospital.

Moreover, the outline of the mental hospital is gradually disappearing, as if the entire hospital is about to escape again.

"Trying to escape!" King Yama was now truly enraged; his dejected aura surged back, and he seemed intent on rushing towards the mental hospital.

But he ultimately didn't take a step. He was angry, but he wasn't stupid. The fact that the dean hadn't shown up was already making things difficult for him. If he really stormed into the enemy's lair, he would be the one to die.

Everything needs to be considered carefully.

Meanwhile, Lin Jue looked at the countless black blood vessels shrinking back in the sky, took a deep breath, and chased after them in the direction they had retreated.

"Hey!? Boss, what are you doing?"

Before the demons, including Liezang, could react to what had just happened, they saw Lin Jue rush into the mist.

"No need to follow."

After leaving a message, Lin Jue suddenly accelerated, but the black veins shrank back even faster. He chased for more than a kilometer before finally stopping.

The black veins have completely disappeared.

Don't you want to see me?
Lin Jue looked around and saw only a pile of fallen clothes, indicating that someone had just been standing there.

He opened his hand, caught the piece of clothing, and sighed softly.

Number 1 had been protecting him, but they had never actually met.

He shook his head, turned around and walked back. When he returned to the previous spot, he saw everyone and the ghost gathered together, chatting animatedly.

The mental hospital had vanished again. When Lin Jue arrived, the people who had been chatting animatedly and the ghosts all fell silent in unison. (End of Chapter)