He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

Bai Ziheng did not transform into a white wolf.

He stood there, watching the monster, which was over three meters tall, roar deafeningly, its bony fingers slicing through the air with a sharp, piercing sound.

The water film beneath our feet was shaken, causing ripples to spread out.

He wanted to try using the power of domination.

He still vividly remembers the battle with Luo Yao's clone in the fragmented world, that feeling of having ultimate control over the power of domination.

Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin.

Everything can be used by me.

He wanted to recreate that scene.

Just then, the monster moved.

The three-meter-tall body pressed down, and five bone spikes merged into a giant blade, piercing straight at his face.

The sound of wind breaking was sharp and piercing.

Bai Ziheng raised his right hand, and a golden light flashed in his pupils.

The power of domination surged from within him, wrapping around the monster's right arm like countless invisible threads.

The giant claw suddenly froze in mid-air.

But it only lasted for less than a second.

The monster was filled with too much resentment; decades of accumulated negative emotions weighed down on its domineering power like a mountain.

One by one, the threads snapped, the backlash striking his chest, and a metallic taste rose in his throat.

The monster's claws broke free of their restraints and stabbed fiercely.

Bai Ziheng dodged to the side.

Bone spurs grazed his shoulder and pierced the ground, causing the water film to burst open into a grayish-white spray.

This thing is too powerful; we can't control it with our current strength.

But let's look at it from another angle.

The domineering force that had been crushing me in the elevator is now enough to withstand for a second straight.

Because the monster has become completely materialized, the kind of rule suppression that belongs to the supernatural category no longer exists.

Without the home-field advantage of being a cursed creature, it is simply a pure A-rank superior anomaly.

Bai Ziheng took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

Darkness descends.

Beneath my feet lies an endless expanse of water, and above me stretches an endless, starless night sky.

From the distant abyss, the sound of chains clanging grew louder as they approached.

He stood here again.

The enormous creature, its body pierced by countless thick chains, huddled in the center of the abyss.

The scarlet eyes slowly opened in the darkness.

Chains pierced through its shoulder blades, ribs, and spine, each one taut and straight, pinning it firmly to the deepest part of its consciousness.

"I hope you can help me gain control."

Bai Ziheng's voice echoed in the vast space of consciousness.

The monster did not answer immediately.

It tilted its head slightly, and Bai Ziheng's figure was reflected in its scarlet pupils.

Then it laughed.

The laughter was low and hoarse, with a rough, metallic quality, and the chains rattled along with it.

"You're getting more and more greedy. First you begged me to let you live, then you asked for the power to devour, and now you want me to help you gain control. What do you think I am, your wishing well?"

Bai Ziheng stared at it expressionlessly.

He stood on the edge of the abyss, looking down into the distance. In his eyes, there was no pleading, no fear, only a calm and resolute certainty.

He was waiting for its answer.

The monster stopped smiling.

It scrutinized Bai Ziheng, as if re-examining a creation that had exceeded expectations.

The silence stretched long between the two, so long that even the water beneath their feet no longer rippled.

"The power of domination is not a power that ordinary humans can wield."

"It doesn't demand power, it demands will, absolute will. If you want everything in the world to obey your commands, you yourself must first be worthy of them."

"You exist within my body."

Bai Ziheng's voice was as calm as a mirror.

"So I'm not a normal human being, right?"

These words caused the monster's pupils to contract slightly.

Then it laughed again.

This time, there was an inexplicable meaning behind the laughter.

It's like an old gambler watching his apprentice cheat for the first time.

"Your arrogance will one day ruin you."

"That's for the future. Right now, I need this strength."

Bai Ziheng slowly raised his hand, and golden light shone in his pupils.

In the abyss, the chains began to tremble violently.

A deep roar from the monster came from the darkness, shaking the entire surface of the water.

Bai Ziheng opened his eyes.

His pupils shimmered with golden light, exactly like Luo Yao's vertical pupils.

Zheng Xingguang was practicing sword techniques in the distance, preparing to use the Xuan Tie Flying Sword to support him.

Bai Ziheng raised his hand.

Slightly spread your fingers and face upwards.

Then gently flip it over.

Zheng Xingguang's sword case began to tremble violently.

The boy pressed his hand against the sword case on his back, his face filled with shock.

"What?!?"

Apart from his natal Xuan Tie flying sword, all the swords in the sword box were drawn at this moment.

Peach wood sword, spare iron sword, talisman sword, short sword.

This even included several training swords that hadn't been sharpened yet.

They hovered in mid-air, sword tips pointing upwards, the runes on the swords forcibly activated, emitting streaks of golden light.

Bai Ziheng clenched his five fingers.

Dozens of flying swords simultaneously changed direction, their tips aimed at the roaring monster.

He waved his hand and landed.

Swords rained down.

The sound of air being torn apart was deafening. Dozens of flying swords transformed into golden meteors, trailing beams of light as they slammed into the monster.

The swords fell like a torrential rain, pinning the monster's torso, limbs, and every bone spike to the hazy, gray space.

Black blood gushed out, and the monster threw its head back and let out a deafening howl.

Zheng Xingguang stood at a distance, watching this scene, stunned.

His sword, the sword he had personally maintained for so long, was now being manipulated by his brother-in-law like a puppet.

Bai Ziheng walked towards the monster that was nailed to the spot.

He could sense the negative emotions that the cursed creatures had been consuming for decades, and feel their resentment and pain.

I could feel all their hopes and resentments during their lives.

Bai Ziheng did not hesitate.

He reached out and grasped the core of the monster's most intense resentment in its chest.

The power of devouring is activated.

Overwhelming negative emotions exploded from that core, like a punctured boil; black resentment transformed into countless red-hot iron spikes, pouring into his meridians from his fingertips.

It rushed along the blood vessels to his heart and into his brain.

Countless voices exploded in my mind.

"Why?! I've worked here for twenty-three years, and I'm just laid off like that, without even an explanation!! Why?!"

The voice of a middle-aged man.

He stood outside the factory manager's office for a whole day, clutching the notice of his buyout of seniority, but no one paid him any attention.

His wife ran off with someone else, and his son had to drop out of school because he couldn't afford the tuition. In the end, he climbed up this building that hadn't even been topped out yet.

As I jumped, I was still thinking—why?

"Why were our houses demolished so easily, and we still haven't received the compensation?! Why?!"

An old woman's voice trembled, with a heavy local accent.

She lives in the resettlement housing in this building and earns a few dozen yuan a month by collecting scraps.

My son broke his leg while working away from home. The contractor ran away, and the hospital said they wouldn't treat him because he didn't have the money.

She stood on the rooftop for a long time before finally taking that step.

"Why did they embezzle my father's workers' compensation money? I sued them for three years, but nobody cared! Why?!"

"Why do they have everything, but we have nothing—why—why?!"

The sounds became more numerous and denser.

"I have no idea."

Bai Ziheng tried hard to answer them.

But he found that he couldn't say anything except that he didn't know.

Everyone engraved their grievances into this core, asking again and again, for ten or twenty years, but no one answered.

They kept asking until they died.

They became vengeful spirits and are still asking questions.

After being devoured by the cursed creature and becoming part of this monster, they are still asking questions.

Bai Ziheng's body felt as if it were being torn apart from all sides by countless hands, and every sound was breaking his bones.

He groaned, slammed one knee into the water film, and clutched his chest tightly with one hand.

Zheng Xingguang rushed over instantly, but someone was faster than him.

One hand supported Bai Ziheng's body.

Soft, cool, with a subtle hint of strawberry milkshake sweetness.

Luo Yao lowered her head and kissed his lips.

The surging resentment within him seemed to have found a new outlet, and was drawn into her mouth through the kiss.

She swallowed it all.

Luo Yao and Bai Ziheng's lips slowly parted, and a silver thread stretched between them before breaking.

She licked her lips and looked at him with a smile.

"Why are you like a puppy, swallowing everything in sight?"