You made all the streamers on the internet kneel before you when you were asked to make a game.

Professor Chen looked at the Taoist's body, which had been used as a "treasure trove," with a complex expression.

"I see, I see..."

The truth is self-evident.

A hundred years ago, that kind-hearted Taoist priest from out of town who wanted to save Seamist Town, no wonder he didn't get more information from Xiaodie.

Because he was killed by the very greedy townspeople he wanted to save!

They cut open his stomach and stuffed in the "Sea-Stabilizing Pearl," the culmination of his life's cultivation, along with countless treasures.

They thought that this would allow them to "bribe" the thing in the sea and obtain eternal wealth in return.

They skinned him and made a drum out of it, which they beat day and night to suppress his soul.

They used his bones to build the Zhenhai Tower, his body as a vessel, and the resentment of the entire town as nourishment, in an attempt to refine him into a stronger "false god" that could be used by them!

What extreme greed and malice this is! No wonder this building is filled with endless resentment.

That's not just the grievance of those who died unjustly in the tsunami.

It was also the boundless hatred this Taoist priest felt after being betrayed, devoured, and desecrated!

At this point, Professor Chen and his colleagues faced an even greater choice.

A. Destroy this physical body so that the Taoist priest from another region may rest in peace.

However, this would mean that Zhenhai Tower, the "poison jar," would lose its core, and they would face the "flesh mountain dragon king" that had already landed outside, facing certain death.

B. Remove the "Sea-Stabilizing Pearl" to completely release this "false god" who has been fed with endless resentment and malice for a hundred years.

Let him go and fight the "Dragon King" outside, using poison to fight poison.

In this way, they might have a glimmer of hope.

But at the same time, they will also unleash a terrifying being that is even more uncontrollable and filled with destructive desires than the "Dragon King".

"boom--"

Just then, a loud bang came from outside the building.

The entire Zhenhai Tower shook violently, as if it had been struck by a prehistoric behemoth.

Dust cascaded down from the ceiling on the top floor, and several clear cracks spread from the corner of the wall.

"There's no time!"

Lu Zhixing roared, his eyes bloodshot.

He no longer had the rationality to weigh the pros and cons.

The instinct for survival overwhelmed everything.

"Since this world is devoid of right and wrong, and good and evil are reversed..."

"Then let's unleash something even darker and more vile, and smash this filthy thing to pieces!"

His voice carried a desperate madness as he leaped directly onto one of the nine chains that suspended the dried corpses!

The chains were icy cold, and the yin energy clinging to them almost froze his flesh.

But he ignored everything and, using both hands and feet, crawled swiftly towards the dried corpse in the center like a monkey.

"Master! You've gone mad!" Professor Chen exclaimed in shock.

[He's gone mad! The cult leader has truly gone mad!]

[Pull it out! Pull it out for me! I've been wanting to do this for ages!]

Fight fire with fire! This is the style of our Scientology cult! Use an even bigger bug to fix the bug in front of you!

At this moment, the emotions of the viewers in the live broadcast room were completely ignited.

They witnessed too much oppression and despair.

They need an outlet!

And Lu Zhixing became the one who lit the powder keg!

Soon, Lu Zhixing crawled up to the dried corpse.

So close, the eerie scent, a mixture of sandalwood and blood, almost suffocated him.

He could clearly see that inside the mummified corpse's dissected belly, the gold and silver jewels were gleaming with greedy light.

And that azure blue Dinghai Pearl is in the deepest part, like a beating heart.

The sounds of impact outside grew increasingly frequent.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The building shook more and more violently, as if it would fall apart at any moment.

Lu Zhixing, nearly losing his mind, reached out and, through the cold gold and silver jewelry, tightly grasped the warm Dinghai Pearl.

The withered body of the Taoist priest trembled violently.

Countless distorted, greedy, and tormented faces appeared on the surface of the mummified corpse's skin.

That was all the resentment and malice that had been absorbed by this body over the past century.

Ignoring everything else, Lu Zhixing used all his strength to pull outwards with a loud "plop," as if he had pulled out the cork from an old wine bottle.

The moment the bead left the body, the lifeless, dried corpse suddenly opened its eyes, which had been closed for a hundred years.

Endless resentment, hatred, and madness erupted from those eyes, which were like black holes!

"roar--!!!"

A roar filled with endless pain and relief exploded from the mummified corpse's throat.

The sandalwood scent that lingered in the building was instantly replaced by an overwhelming stench of blood.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

The nine massive chains, forged from black iron and engraved with runes, snapped inch by inch at this moment, just like fragile hemp ropes.

The "false god Taoist priest," now freed from his restraints, slowly descended from mid-air.

His body underwent rapid changes as he landed.

The shriveled flesh swelled rapidly as if inflated, and the tattered Taoist robe was torn to shreds by a wisp of black energy.

Instead, he wore a hideous suit of armor formed from resentment and burning with black flames.

He was no longer the kind-hearted Taoist priest.

He is a vengeful ghost who has been fed by the endless malice of this Sea Fog Town for a hundred years!

A thick, crimson beam of light shot into the sky, centered on the "false god Taoist priest."

The beam of light instantly pierced the roof of Zhenhai Tower and broke through the thick fog that had shrouded Haiwu Town for a century.

It even pierced through that despairing sky stained black by the black water!

The entire town of Sea Mist was illuminated by this ominous pillar of blood-red light, making it resemble a hellish inferno.

Lu Zhixing was thrown back by the burst of air and slammed hard against the wall, losing consciousness completely.

The false god Taoist slowly straightened up, ignoring the swarm of ants beside him.

He raised his head, his eyes, burning with the fire of the abyss, piercing through the hole in the roof and looking out of the building.

He sensed it; it was the "kindred spirit" who had treated him as a "sacrifice," a being filled with countless corpses and resentment.

"Boom—"

Another loud crash came from the building.

One of the Flesh Mountain Dragon King's massive arms, composed of hundreds of bloated corpses and resembling a battering ram, smashed through the wall and reached inside.

Their target is none other than the false gods and Taoist priests!

Faced with this terrifying attack, the false god Taoist simply raised his hand indifferently, spread his five fingers, and made a loose grasp on the giant arm.

"Scattering beans to create soldiers."

He uttered four words in a hoarse voice.

But the Taoist arts he spoke of had completely changed their meaning.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide, and what came out was not beans, but a mouthful of gleaming white teeth.

Those teeth spun rapidly in the air, and after landing, they actually grew into skeleton soldiers with red eyes, wielding bone knives and gleaming red.

Hundreds of skeleton soldiers charged fearlessly toward the giant arm, hacking and tearing at it with their bone knives.

In an instant, rotting body parts and bone fragments fell like rain.

This is not over yet.

The fake Taoist priest made a hand seal with his other hand, drawing a talisman in mid-air.

"Five thunder rectification."

He recited it.

However, the talisman drawn was not a yang talisman to summon heavenly thunder, but a yin talisman burning with black flames, full of curses and malice.

The Yin Talisman flew out and stuck to the arm of the Flesh Mountain Dragon King.

There was no flash of lightning.

The giant arm began to rot, wither, and turn into black liquid.

Fight poison with poison!

Fight evil with evil!

"roar--"

With his arm destroyed, the Flesh Mountain Dragon King let out a painful and furious roar.

It seemed to be completely enraged.

It abandoned its attack on Zhenhai Tower, and instead opened its enormous maw, made up of countless corpses and large enough to swallow a building, and aimed it at the false god Taoist.

A terrifying suction force emanated from that giant mouth.

The false god Taoist was not to be outdone. He roared to the sky, and the black energy all over his body turned into a torrent, rushing towards the suction force.

Two top-tier monsters, born from endless resentment, began to devour each other in the most primitive and savage way.

Their battle caused the entire space of Sea Fog Town to become unstable.

The earth cracked and buildings collapsed.

The sky was torn open with huge gashes, revealing the void of darkness behind.

The seawater began to recede, but not because the sea had returned to calm.

It was because all the seawater, along with the black, resentful liquid, had been absorbed into the bodies of these two monsters that were devouring each other.

Seafog Town is heading towards utter destruction.

"Quick, get out of here! The gates of hell have opened!"

Professor Chen pointed to the spot where the fake Taoist priest had been sitting cross-legged and shouted loudly.

There, because the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl was pulled out, the resentment of the earth's veins went out of control, tearing apart a black vortex several meters in diameter that was constantly rotating.

Deep within the vortex, the palaces of the underworld are faintly visible, and the road to the Yellow Springs is far away.

No one dared to hesitate for a moment.

The ghost bride, holding Brother Long, and the water ghost girl, lifting the unconscious Lu Zhixing, rushed towards the whirlpool.

Lu Zhixing followed closely behind and casually helped Professor Chen, who was still trembling.

And just after they passed through the gates of hell and landed on solid ground.

“Ding Di—”

A series of urgent and familiar car horn sounds rang out behind them.

Everyone turned around abruptly.

A dilapidated bus with "444" written on the front had stopped behind them at some point.

The car door opened with a "click".

From the driver's seat, a figure wearing a baseball cap and with a toothpick in his mouth peeked out.

It was the same old driver who had been pickled by monsters in Seamist Town, but was unwilling to accept it, and came here after being resurrected and completing "Midnight Bus" again.

He watched the crowd fleeing in the apocalyptic scene, spat out the toothpick, and revealed a set of white teeth.

"Get on the bus!"

"There's no time to explain, and it's too late to buy tickets!"