An emperor in his later years is summoned by his sister to save the nation's fate.

Meanwhile, in the Eternal Night Wasteland, in that abandoned, unclaimed territory.

Under the protection of the starving ghost and the ghost bride, Lu Xueyao explored deeper into the world without any obstacles.

She discovered that although the outer perimeter of this abandoned territory was dilapidated, the core area was shrouded in a thick, dark red fog that even divine sense could not penetrate.

"Since we're already here, we can't leave empty-handed."

Lu Xueyao finally decided to step into this fog to find out what was going on.

However, the moment she stepped into the mist, the surrounding scenery suddenly underwent a dramatic and distorted change.

The abandoned ruins disappeared, and Lu Xueyao was shocked to find herself in an old-fashioned wooden opera house that was cold, damp, and covered with red and white lanterns!

Suddenly, the mournful, chilling sounds of traditional opera rang out in my ears.

Before Lu Xueyao could react, a force of rules descended instantly.

Whether it was Lu Xueyao herself, the starving ghost, the ghost bride, or even the White Bone Demon General, they were all forcibly pressed onto the wooden seats on the first-floor stands by this force in an instant!

Lu Xueyao was slightly startled. She frantically activated the life essence within her body, trying to stand up.

But the force pressing down on his shoulders was simply unshakeable.

Even the numerous rules governing the Starving Ghost were firmly suppressed at this moment.

The Bride's ghostly domain was suppressed to within an inch of her body surface and could not be released!

"It can easily suppress two A-level anomalies, without even giving them a chance to resist..." Lu Xueyao gasped, "This supernatural power... has probably far exceeded the scope of A-level, reaching the legendary S-level!"

Just then, the performance on stage came to an end. The demon slave, dressed in theatrical costume but without facial features, slowly turned around and faced Lu Xueyao, who was sitting in the stands.

Its voice was hollow and venomous: "This lady has listened to the music and watched the play; she deserves a reward."

The demon slave's blank face twitched slightly, as if scrutinizing Lu Xueyao's features: "Tsk tsk... What an exquisite face. Female reader, perhaps... you could give me your mask!"

As it spoke, the demonic slave extended its black-haired claws, carrying the rules of skinning, and went straight for Lu Xueyao's face.

"court death."

Just as the sharp claws were about to touch Lu Xueyao's nose, at the critical moment...

A cold and majestic divine voice resounded throughout the eerie theater!

Lu Li's divine consciousness projection suddenly descended.

As Lu Xueyao's cultivation level rose to the ninth level of the Life Spring Realm, her sea of ​​consciousness expanded significantly, and the power that Lu Li's projection could bear this time also underwent a qualitative leap.

From one in a billion initially, it has reached one in ten million today, and the duration of the projection has also increased.

What is the concept of one ten-millionth of the power of an emperor?

This was a trace of imperial might, but it was enough to easily crush any Saint Realm expert in the Xuan Tian Realm!

"How dare you, a mere ant, touch my sister?"

Lu Li's projection condensed in front of Lu Xueyao, and her black and gold imperial robes fluttered without wind.

His double pupils, which seemed to see through countless ages and the origins of everything in the world, merely glanced coldly at the menacing demon slave on the stage.

He saw through it at a glance; the singing slave was not the real, strange creature at all.

"Destroy".

Lu Li parted his thin lips slightly, and with just a glance, there was no explosion, no roar.

The demon slave, which carried a portion of the S-level rules and was about to be skinned, suddenly froze in mid-air.

Then, as if it had been violently kneaded by an invisible hand, it instantly collapsed along with its supernatural core, completely annihilating into nothingness.

"Boom—!"

Seemingly enraged by Lu Li's disregard for the rules, the entire old-fashioned theater suddenly trembled.

Countless foul-smelling, viscous, scarlet blood gushed out like a burst dam from the cracks in the stage and the roof tiles, instantly creating a suffocating sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, in the live broadcast room of the Dragon Kingdom, which was broadcasting the whole thing, hundreds of millions of viewers watched the rolling blood on the screen and the oppressive feeling that almost overflowed the screen, and the barrage of comments exploded instantly.

[Holy crap! What just happened? That weirdo was instantly killed by Lu Xueyao's brother with just one look?]

[Don't get too excited! Look at the commotion around us! The blood... the oppressive atmosphere... I feel my heart is about to stop even through the screen!]

[Oh no, oh no! Could this be the legendary S-class anomaly? Lu Xueyao has really messed up this time; she's accidentally stumbled into the big boss's lair!]

[Run, Goddess Xueyao! An S-rank opponent is simply beyond our current capabilities!]

Not only Chinese viewers, but also foreign viewers lurking in the live stream jumped out and started mocking them.

[Hahaha! The Chosen One of the Dragon Kingdom has finally met his match! This is an S-rank!]

[Hooray! Offending an existence of this caliber will surely bring devastating punishment to the Dragon Kingdom today! A thousand S-rank monsters have descended upon the Dragon Kingdom, and I can't wait to see their nation perish!]

[Her brother is a bit strange, but he's no match for a complete S-class supernatural being! God help us, the Dragon Kingdom is doomed!]

Just as the outside world was abuzz with discussion and panic was spreading, in the center of the stage where blood was churning, the eerie S-class creature finally emerged slowly, accompanied by a chilling aura.

This Origin Ghost is none other than an S-class Playful Ghost!

And the image it manifested at this moment was none other than the Black Impermanence, the one in charge of taking lives in the underworld in the mythology of the Dragon Kingdom!

It wore a tall hat with the four blood-red characters "Peace Under Heaven" written on it, its face was as black as ink, and a long scarlet tongue hung down to its chest.

He held a pale white mourning stick in his left hand and dragged a rattling soul-binding chain in his right.

This is the most terrifying ability of the S-class Phantom: Mythical Role-Playing. It can play any character that has ever existed, and after successfully playing the role, it can forcibly acquire some of the character's abilities at a certain level of rules!

At this moment, it played the role of Black Impermanence, holding a mourning staff. The overwhelming sense of oppression that struck the soul even made the Starving Ghost sitting in the stands let out a painful whimper, its huge body almost pressed to the ground.

"arrest!"

The monstrous form of Black Impermanence let out a non-human roar.

It swung its right hand's Soul-Binding Rope with a sudden thud. The pitch-black chain, like a venomous dragon, tore through space and headed straight for Lu Li's brow, attempting to imprison the soul of this person who dared to offend its divine might.

At the same time, its mourning staff in its left hand, accompanied by a howling gust of cold wind, slammed down hard towards Lu Li's head!

Faced with this S-level killing rule that could plunge the entire planet into despair, Lu Li stood with his hands behind his back, his deep eyes showing not even the slightest ripple.