Reversing Falsehood and Preserving Truth: All Gods and Gods Are in My Hands

In Zhongzhou City, the street near Zhongzhou No. 11 Middle School was blocked by half of a construction fence. The orange-red fence was two meters high, with only a narrow gap at the bottom.

The engine of the municipal road maintenance vehicle hummed softly, and two "workers" wearing reflective vests bent down to lift the manhole cover. The dark manhole exuded a damp, fishy smell, which mixed with the exhaust fumes from the road, creating an indescribably eerie atmosphere.

A vacuum truck bearing the words "Municipal Sanitation" slowly drove up. Two men in sanitation uniforms jumped off the truck and deftly inserted a black hose into the fence, firmly connecting the other end of the hose to the storage tank at the rear of the truck. Their movements were so precise that they seemed unlike ordinary municipal workers; every step was hurried.

Deep within the underground pipe network, dim emergency lights flickered on and off. A small electric scooter glided silently along, the sound of its wheels rolling over puddles masked by the echoes of the pipes. Inside, the professor, adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses, looked at his assistant with unwavering eyes behind the lenses.

"Let 'Pangolin No. 1' play with them."

His voice was as calm as if he were discussing experimental data. "Anyway, this experiment hasn't made any progress. Regardless of the outcome, let's just treat it as a practical test."

He paused briefly, his grey-blue eyes gleaming slightly behind his glasses. "How much purified energy is left?"

The assistant glanced down at the micro-terminal on his wrist, his fingertips swiping rapidly: "The purification process consumed 15% of the total collected rainwater, but its compatibility with the J-type liquid is as high as 78%, and its suppression effect on illusory energy is excellent. Recent testing of experimental subjects has consumed a significant amount, and we currently have almost no stock left."

"The remaining rainwater must all be carried away."

The doctor raised his hand and knocked on the car window, his knuckles making a crisp sound as they struck the glass. "Notify headquarters to send a high-level specialist to receive it. This batch of purified rainwater is a rare find. Liu Jing is dead, and there will be no way to extract this pure purification power again. As long as we get the rainwater back to headquarters, we'll be the winners."

"Understood. Reporting the evacuation route and rendezvous coordinates to headquarters." The assistant responded immediately, pressing the communicator at the same time, "The final evacuation procedure has 10 minutes remaining. Destroy all experimental subjects that have not yet been evacuated."

"The world has no shortage of ordinary ethereal beings." The Doctor glanced at the rapidly receding tube wall outside the window, his tone devoid of any warmth.

The electric cart quickly drove into a small laboratory hidden at the intersection of the pipeline network. Large glass jars were placed on both sides of the wall, and the ethereal experimental subjects inside the jars were slowly wriggling in the nutrient solution.

Two researchers were frantically dismantling core equipment when, upon hearing the evacuation order, they pressed the destruction button in the corner without hesitation, and the glass jar shattered instantly...

Without lingering, the doctor and his companions quickly climbed a rusty metal ladder, their figures disappearing at the exit at the top of the pipe network. All that remained was a chaotic laboratory and a pair of glowing eyes in the darkness—the small, ethereal creature that had escaped from the mall was hiding against the pipe wall, its dark pupils fixed on the direction they had gone, its tiny tentacles trembling slightly.

Meanwhile, inside the caves of Shennong Mountain, the deafening roar of a collapse echoed.

Large chunks of rock fell from the cliff face, and rubble rained down like a storm. The cracks in the ground widened, and stone chips mixed with cold moisture rushed towards us.

Lu Yu's feet were surrounded by the flowing blue array power, and his figure moved like a leaf in the wind, lightly dodging a boulder that was crashing down on him.

"Retreat immediately!"

Shen Che's Shadow Hunting Power transformed into a shield, blocking the falling rocks above. His breathing was somewhat disordered, but he still stayed behind to cover everyone.

Zhao Changfeng's body was surrounded by a surge of pale blue wind blades, which transformed into two whirlwinds. Like drills, they cleaved through the pile of rubble blocking the way, creating a path through the gaps.

Lin Yue then activated his power to control wood, causing the tree spirit to bend down and steadily scoop up Chen Mo, who was at the back, in his palm. The very next second after Chen Mo was thrown out of the cave, the entire cave collapsed with a deafening roar!

"Boom—!"

The roar of the cave collapsing had not yet completely subsided when billowing dust rose into the sky like a yellow dragon, obscuring the sky over a corner of Shennong Mountain.

Just as Lu Yu and his companions staggered out of the danger zone, an even deeper and more terrifying tremor came from the ground beneath their feet.

"No! This tremor wasn't entirely caused by the landslide!"

Chen Mo's face turned deathly pale. The dim, insightful lines in his eyes flickered due to the intense energy surge. He knelt on one knee, his palm pressed firmly to the ground. "Something... is about to come out!"

Before the words were even finished, the ground dozens of meters in front of them suddenly arched upwards, the soil and rocks shattering and sliding away like fragile eggshells. Then, an enormous head, covered in dark brown keratinous scales, burst through the ground and rose proudly!

The head was nearly three stories tall, shaped like a pangolin, but magnified more than a hundred times! Its eyes were as big as millstones, with pupils that were a deep crimson like lava, churning with endless pain and violence.

It opened its mandibles and let out a deafening roar. The sound waves, carrying a corrosive aura of foul wind and illusory energy, instantly snapped the surrounding trees in half.

This is the "toy" left behind by the "Doctor"—Pangolin No. 1.

Its body has not yet fully emerged, but the exposed parts are already horrifying enough.

The thick scales were not covered with the usual slippery texture of ordinary spirits, but were instead covered with dark red Dao patterns that resembled flowing magma. The patterns glowed with intense heat, as if scalding blood was surging beneath them.

What's even more chilling is that its limbs and thick neck are encased in specially made metal "binding collars." The collars flash red light rapidly and emit an overloaded "buzzing" sound, clearly trying their best to suppress the beast's will, but with little effect, instead provoking even stronger ferocity.

"Holy crap! This thing is ten times bigger than the octopus demon we encountered before!" Zhao Lei, supported by Lin Yue's tree-man, was in excruciating pain in his chest, but he was so shocked by the sight before him that he forgot his pain. The oppressive feeling emanating from this monster far exceeded that of the "solid walls" and "fangs" they had encountered in the cave before.

Having regained some of his energy, Han Bingshuo stepped forward, his body suddenly condensing into a chilling aura that instantly froze the ground. Though his face remained pale, it exuded an undeniable sense of responsibility: "This is troublesome. We can't let it leave here."

Shen Che's eyes were sharp as knives, and the power of Shadow Hunting flowed around him. Although he had been greatly exhausted from the fierce battle, his aura as a 6-star Fusion Realm cultivator remained calm. "This must be a contingency plan they left behind... It seems they want to use this to completely bury us."

Pangolin looked down at Lu Yu and the others. Its dark red pupils held no rationality, only an intense, overwhelming rage. The Dao patterns beneath its scales flowed even more rapidly due to its agitated emotions.

Lu Yu instinctively stepped in front of Su Wan, and a light green herbal energy quietly emerged, forming a warm light shield around the two of them.

Just then, Su Wan behind her suddenly groaned, clutching her temples with both hands, her face contorted in pain. Her spiritual power surged toward the enormous pangolin phantom, attempting to sense its chaotic torrent of will.

"Su Wan?" Lu Yu immediately stepped to her side to protect her, and the power of the hundred herbs mixed with the vitality of the spiritual plant returning to its origin quietly passed over her, stabilizing her mind.

"I sensed it...it was saying..."

Su Wan's voice was filled with tearing pain, her lips trembling, clearly she was enduring a huge mental shock. The collision between her spiritual power and the violent will of the ethereal spirit caused her soul to tremble violently.

Zhao Lei stamped his foot in frustration, staring at the giant beast's raised front paw, a paw powerful enough to easily crush a car.

"What did it say?! What on earth did the pangolin say?!"