The main body is SSS-level, and the mirror image is also SSS-level.

A million meters away.

Bo Jin stood on the back of the glass dragon.

A huge mirror was floating in front of him.

The mirror is black.

Pure black.

It can't reflect anything.

There is only endless darkness.

【Mirror of Eternal Night】.

This is the first time Bo Jin has used this skill.

effect.

It was even more exaggerated than he had imagined.

A coverage area of ​​one million meters.

All living things are plunged into a nightmare.

The chaos was immediately halted.

Bo Jin put the mirror away and looked down at his hand.

"This thing..."

He paused for a moment.

"That's a bit much."

But the corners of his mouth were turned up.

If it's going too far, then so be it.

Bo Jin looked up into the distance.

There are still many messy areas on the sixth floor.

One city is not enough.

Then two will do.

Ten seats.

One hundred.

He rode the dragon forward.

Everywhere we went, there was chaos.

The mirror opens.

Eternal night descends.

Within a million meters.

All sounds are silent.

The chaos was forcibly paused.

It's not about killing.

It's not about suppression.

It is through—sleep.

Bo Jin swept all the way from the sixth floor to the seventh floor.

Wherever they went.

Darkness spread out and then receded.

The person who woke up found all the madmen around him lying on the ground.

He was convulsing.

With tears streaming down my face.

Calling out names that were hard to hear.

But he stopped killing people.

The thin embers did not linger.

He didn't explain it to anyone.

He simply covered the chaotic areas piece by piece.

Then leave.

This is all he can do right now.

not much.

But it's enough.

……

at the same time.

The fifth floor.

The heartless began to reap the rewards.

The twenty-four tenth-tier gods who fled back to the divine realm thought they were safe in their own territory.

Big mistakes.

The first creature found was Qiongqi.

Boqing stepped through the void and walked to the outside of Qiongqi's divine realm.

The barrier of the divine realm is very thick.

Qiongqi was curled up inside, completely covered in fierce armor.

He heard footsteps.

My heart suddenly started racing.

"No way?"

Qiongqi's voice came out muffledly from inside the heavy armor.

"Why did you contact me first?"

No one answered.

But the barriers of the divine realm began to crumble.

It wasn't blown apart.

It was torn apart like paper.

A hand reached in through the crack.

then.

It tore the entire barrier of the divine realm in two.

Sunlight streamed in.

wrong.

It was the light of a sword.

Seven-colored sword light.

Qiongqi peeked out through the gaps in the heavy armor.

Just one glance.

He was so frightened that he closed the gap as well.

"etc!"

Qiongqi's voice became extremely urgent.

"I surrender!"

"I truly surrender!"

"I take back what I said before about killing Bo Jin!"

"Take them all back!"

Not a single word was left!

Boqing tilted his head.

"But you were rude to my brother before."

Qiongqi's entire divine body went cold.

"I apologize!"

"I'll apologize right now!"

"Lord Bo Jin, I'm so sorry!"

"I'm sorry, Heartless Lord!"

"I'm so sorry, ancestors!"

A sword fell.

The menacing armor split open from the very center.

Qiongqi's divine body turned to dust in the sword light.

The sound stopped abruptly.

God fell.

……

Then there's the Devouring God.

In His abyss.

The black fog was so thick it was impossible to disperse.

When Bo Qing walked in, the Devouring God opened its giant mouth to its maximum size.

He tried to swallow Boqing whole, sword and all.

This was His final struggle.

Boqing stood before that gigantic maw, large enough to devour stars.

Raise the sword in your left hand.

He put it into that mouth.

The Devouring God's teeth were all shattered.

Then comes the palate.

Then comes the throat.

Then there is the entire abyss.

From the inside out.

It exploded.

God fell.

The God of All Desires did not resist.

She knelt in the divine realm, her compound eyes closed.

"Give me a straight answer."

The heartlessness was given.

One sword.

soon.

God fell.

The coffin that buried the evil god was split in two.

It's empty inside.

He has transformed into an insect, attempting to escape from a corner of the divine realm.

It wasn't intentional.

I just happened to walk there and stepped on it.

The insect broke.

God fell.

The Heavenly Tree of the Immortal God has spontaneously combusted.

It wasn't because I was heartless.

He burned it himself.

The immortal god chose to immolate himself.

Rather than be killed by a sword, it's better to walk away.

But the fire wasn't over yet.

The heartless sword arrived first.

"No need to wait."

One sword.

God fell.

The God of Heavenly Craftsmanship disassembled himself into countless parts.

Scattered throughout the divine realm.

Each component contains a wisp of divine consciousness.

As long as one part is alive, it can be reassembled.

Boqing stood in the center of the divine realm.

The two swords are crossed.

One stroke.

All parts shattered simultaneously.

Not one left.

God fell.

Cihang Zhengshen sat cross-legged on a lotus platform.

Holding a scripture.

He was reciting the sutra he had written for himself to pray for his soul's salvation.

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk is leaving."

Boqing paused for a moment in front of Him.

"Have you finished reading?"

Cihang Zhengshen opened his eyes.

"One last sentence is missing."

Boqing waited a moment.

Cihang Zhengshen finished reciting the last word.

Close the scripture.

"alright."

One sword.

God fell.

……

that's it.

One after another.

One divine realm after another.

Heartlessness is like knocking on doors one by one.

But this time...

She no longer asks "Is anyone there?"

Because she has learned her lesson.

No one answered when I asked.

Why don't we just go in?

Twenty-four tenth-rank deities.

Some resisted.

Some ran away.

Some surrendered.

Some committed suicide.

The endings are all the same.

One sword.

God fell.

Without exception.

……

The sky on the fifth level was no longer recognizable as its original color.

Blood rained down layer after layer.

Every time a god falls, another rain of blood falls.

Twenty-four bloody battles were added on top of the previous two.

The entire sky above the world of the seven emotions.

It turned into a deep, bottomless crimson.

From the fifth floor to the eleventh floor.

Everyone was looking up at the sky.

Blood flowed down the eaves.

They converge into a small stream.

Streams converge into rivers.

The river water is red.

The soil is red.

Even the air we breathed in had a fishy, ​​sweet smell.

The ninth floor.

Zhou Ye stood on the ruins after the riot.

Not a single spot on his body was dry.

It was all blood.

It wasn't his blood.

It fell from the sky.

He looked up at the blood-red sky, which had thickened to the point where it seemed about to drip.

His mouth was open.

It took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence.

"How many are there?"

Qin Fentian squatted to the side, and both of the great suns were extinguished.

It wasn't destroyed.

He accepted it himself.

Because the heat of the sun could no longer dry the blood on the body.

The blood drained faster than he cooked it.

"I'm counting."

Qin Fentian stretched out his finger.

It was broken again and again.

"Adding to the previous Nine Lives, Divine Law, and Mortal World..."

He counted all ten fingers.

And then the toes too.

In the end, I gave up.

"Anyway, there's a whole bunch."

Li Qingluo leaned against the broken wall, her gun planted on the ground.

The tip of the gun pierced the blood.

She closed her eyes and listened to the muffled sounds coming from the sky.

Each ring signifies the death of another god.

"My best friend's sister."

The ram sat on the black sheep's back, and the black sheep stopped bleating and shrank its neck.

"Is she going to kill all the gods?"

Zhou Ye glanced at him.

I looked at the sky again.

There was a moment of silence.

"It seems...yes."

The group exchanged glances.

No one spoke again.

Only the rain of blood continues to fall.

Go down and get bigger.

……

The fifth floor.

On the edge of a cliff.

When Bo Jin rushed back from the seventh floor.

Boqing was already sitting on the edge of the cliff.

His legs dangled over the edge of the cliff, swaying precariously.

Two swords of judgment rested at his sides.

The sword was clean and tidy.

Not a drop of blood was spilled.

She heard footsteps behind her and turned around.

I saw Bo Jin jump off the dragon's back.

Her eyes curved.

"elder brother!"

"I've finished killing!"

Bo Jin looked at her.

I stared at it for several seconds.

"...Have they all been killed?"

"Um!"

The heartless man counted on his fingers.

"Twenty-four."

"Not a single one escaped."

When she said this, her tone was just like when she was reporting her exam results to her parents.

Relax and easy.

Bo Jin walked over and sat down next to her.

The blood rain was still falling from above.

But when it landed next to them, it was blocked by the wings of the glass dragon.

The dragon lay behind, its wings spread out like a giant umbrella.

Bo Jin sat on the edge of the cliff.

I looked up at the crimson sky.

"The World of Seven Emotions"

He said softly.

"Starting today."

"The gods have fallen."