Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

The banquet hall was brightly lit, with crystal chandeliers reflecting a dazzling array of light.

The melodious dance music flowed gently.

People on the dance floor danced gracefully to the rhythm.

Su Ming changed into a sharp dark suit, his posture upright and his handsome appearance striking.

Shen Wanyu, standing beside him, wore a black velvet evening gown, her long hair flowing down, her skin as white as snow, and her temperament both aloof and noble.

The moment the two pushed open the door, the noise in the room suddenly stopped.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at them.

A look of amazement flashed in the man's eyes, and he subconsciously held his breath, his gaze fixed on Shen Wanyu.

The women also looked on with admiration, and couldn't help but sigh softly, secretly admiring her exquisite dress and figure, their eyes filled with envy.

"It's so lively!"

Su Ming took Shen Wanyu's hand, as if declaring his ownership, and calmly walked towards the dance floor.

Shen Wanyu nodded slightly: "It is indeed very lively."

They both simultaneously recalled the banquet hall in the game scene.

On one side is bustling prosperity, on the other is deathly silence and coldness.

As they moved.

Everyone on the dance floor watched them move with their eyes.

Many people instinctively made way for each other.

It's absolutely stunning.

So stunning that the dazzling lights of the ball paled in comparison, becoming mere background.

In the center of the dance floor, a large area was left empty.

It was as if they were the absolute protagonists of this lively ball.

At this point, the main character makes their appearance, and the supporting characters naturally have to make their exit.

Stepping onto the dance floor, Su Ming put his arm around Shen Wanyu's waist, and with a gentle rhythm, led her in a light and graceful twirl.

The crowd continued to focus their attention on the two of them, whispering among themselves.

Some wealthy young men and women have already begun to privately inquire about the backgrounds of the two of them.

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Wanyu whispered in his ear.

Su Ming pulled her closer, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the crowd of people in the stands, each with a different expression.

"I'm thinking," he said, his eyes full of amusement, "that they might be tempted to come and snatch him away."

"Look at that young man."

Su Ming raised an eyebrow: "His face was full of ferocity, and his eyes were so greedy that he wanted to devour you."

"They're probably calling right now to find out who you are."

Shen Wanyu leaned into his arms and looked up with a smile, saying, "Look at that lady, the possessiveness in her eyes is just as intense, like she wants to devour you."

"When it comes to vying for a man, we women have far more tricks up our sleeves than you men."

"Is that so?" Su Ming leaned down and used the force of his spinning body to pull her closer again. Their noses touched and their breaths mingled.

"Let's make a bet, who will give in first?"

"I'm actually quite looking forward to the face-slapping plot in the novel."

"However, I never hit women."

"If they come later, you hit the women, and I'll hit the men."

Shen Wanyu was amused by Su Ming's words and gently wrapped her arms around his neck, softly dissuading him, "Stop fooling around."

"It's only been a short while."

"Don't let them ruin the atmosphere."

A soft snap of the fingers rang out.

In an instant, the eyes of the crowd at the party all looked confused.

The girl, whose eyes seemed to want to devour Su Ming, was first taken aback, then looked around in confusion.

The man, who was on the phone with a fierce look in his eyes, was also stunned and stared blankly at the phone in his palm.

He had forgotten why he made the call in the first place.

A second later, the crowd at the ball became lively again.

They stopped looking at Shen Wanyu and Su Ming.

It's not that I don't want to see it, it's that I can't see it anymore.

"We're here," Shen Wanyu said softly, leaning on Su Ming's shoulder. "How could we let you suffer any injustice?"

"A person who truly loves you will not let this happen."

"They don't even have the right to appear on stage, let alone speak."

She raised her hand and pressed Su Ming's palm against her warm chest: "The unusual feelings are no longer unusual."

My heart beats for you, and it stops for you.

Immediately afterwards, a slender fingertip touched his lips, interrupting him from saying anything more.

Shen Wanyu gazed at him with intense and focused attention.

After a long while, she said, "Su Ming."

Time is running out.

Tick-tick-tick-

The clear and rhythmic chimes of the clocks echoed throughout the hall.

There are only 15 minutes left until midnight.

Su Ming looked at the clock hanging in the hall.

Tick-tick-tick-

The second hand ticked rhythmically.

With each jump, we get one second closer to the next day.

Taking a deep breath, Su Ming nodded.

"Yes, time is almost up."

"Then see you in 2026."

With Shen Wanyu nodding, Su Ming no longer hesitated.

He rekindled his primal urge to proliferate.

This time, he needs to stay clear-headed.

The mental resilience of tens of thousands of people, like a nail, was driven deep into the collapsing consciousness.

next moment.

His upright human figure began to crumble at a visible speed.

Twelve enormous wings, blotting out the sky, spread out in all directions like rotting, blood-red petals, instantly covering the entire banquet hall.

In the very center of the wings, a huge cross-shaped eye slowly opened.

An absolute power of judgment, surpassing all living beings, suddenly descended.

The endless whispers—vast, boundless, majestic, hoarse, and broken—seemed to be the only main melody in the world.

He is like an ancient deity who looks down upon all things in the world and is high above.

A cold, indifferent gaze, fixed on everything.

But if you look through that cold, sacred divine shell and into the deepest part of their eyes, you can glimpse an extremely soft and tender warmth.

Those were nails formed from Su Ming's tens of thousands of mental resilience, and also the only remaining trace of humanity.

Shen Wanyu looked up at the ancient figure that seemed to transcend heaven and earth, her eyes burning with intense heat.

She exclaimed in amazement and fascination, "So beautiful!"

Under the gaze of the giant, cross-shaped eyes.

Her head began to fade and become transparent little by little until it disappeared completely.

That's erasure at the root.

All traces, all scents, all memories, are erased.

Countless old blue stars that once carried Shen Wanyu were also annihilated at this moment.

What Su Ming managed to preserve was what he had done with all his might.

All that remains is this headless corpse and an oil painting in the ocean-view suite.

That is, at this very moment.

A system notification sound and an endless chain appeared simultaneously.

[Affection Level Up Quest: Kill her (Completed)]

[Affection Level Advancement: Fallen for You → Devoted to Each Other Through Life and Death]

[Capacity limit increased: 20 → 22]

Backpack capacity increased from 30 to 33.

[Current Affection Level (Headless Female Corpse): Life and Death Bond (Max)]

[Unlocking Story Background ②: Dimensional Observation]

From the void, countless chains swept in from all directions, binding the ancient god tightly and attempting to pull him back to the mortal realm.

The chains tightened more and more, the binding force increasing layer by layer.

This enormous, ancient god is returning to the human world.

Who would have thought?

The moment Shen Wanyu died, the Time Worm was startled.

The fourth observation has occurred.

This time, there was no strange feeling, but rather an unusual phenomenon occurred directly.

At this moment, all life in the world withers away.

They couldn't even let out a scream.

The death shock that Shen Wanyu once experienced has descended upon the memories of all living beings.

They are being killed by their own memories.

Humans, animals, fish, plants—all living things in the world—lost their vitality at this moment.

Ultimate destruction is always silent.

The entire blue planet fell into a deathly silence in an instant, and all things returned to stillness.

All of this was exactly as Chen Zhiwei had predicted.

The moment Shen Wanyu's spiritual ascension failed.

The Time Insects chose to elevate their collective spirit.

He was neither angry nor regretful because Shen Wanyu failed to ascend to the next dimension.

For Him, if He failed, He would simply try another method.

All of this stemmed from a single moment of curiosity on His part.

Su Ming's current state should be the same.

Originally, after he eliminated Shen Wanyu, he would be pulled back to the human world by iron chains.

But those ten thousand points of spiritual resilience, transformed into long nails, now gave rise to an emotion called "anger".

Su Ming, who was originally restrained by iron chains, suddenly unleashed a terrifying power that shook the heavens and the earth.

There was no roaring, no howling.

Suddenly, a gigantic cross appeared in the sky, stretching across thousands of miles.

A huge, dark red cross, like a crosshair, is aimed at something unknown.

All twelve giant wings unfolded at the same time.

The giant cross-shaped eye in the center, like a meteor breaking free of its shackles, carrying billions of black iron chains and dragging the entire silent blue star, soared fiercely toward the crosshair.

This scene was absolutely astonishing.

Hundreds of millions of pitch-black iron chains were taut and straightened, like ink-black threads stretching across the sky and earth.

One end is locked away by ancient gods, while the other end is rooted in the earth.

Beneath the iron chains, the black mist of deep space spread wildly, devouring everything.

Yanlang City Wharf.

Chen Zhiwei staggered to the shoreline, letting out a hysterical, almost manic laugh.

She is still alive, but she is about to die.

The overwhelming memories of endless deaths nearly shattered her entire consciousness.

Yu Mengnian and Lin Jiajia, who were beside her, had already died.

The reason she's held on until now is to see the final outcome.

Gazing at the crimson "meteor" that was dragging billions of iron chains and soaring against the tide in the sky.

With the last ounce of his strength, Chen Zhiwei let out a frenzied roar that could represent all of humanity.

"Take Him down... for me!!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the last glimmer of light in her eyes went out completely, and her life force vanished, but she still looked up at the sky.

At this time.

That rising "meteor" is still struggling fiercely against billions of iron chains.

Billions of iron chains dragged Him down, each chain stretched to its limit, creaking under the strain.

The massive body of the ancient god was torn, twisted, and deformed by the extreme pulling force.

The twelve giant wings shattered layer by layer, and cracks spread all over his body.

Almost there.

Just a little bit more.

The "meteor" was rising wildly, its massive body being torn apart and deformed.

But more and more black chains surged from the void, tightly binding Him.

The pupil at the very center of the eyeball almost bursts out of the body.

Almost there.

It's just a little bit more.

But the endless chains pulled at him, and no matter how hard he tried, he was just a little short.

Moreover, as the chains multiply, He is slowly being pulled back to the human world.

Just as it was about to fall.

A figure suddenly burst open the eyeball, stepped on the surface of the eyeball, and used the force to leap into the air.

He put all his strength into a punch aimed at the crosshair!

This punch represented all of Su Ming's anger.

He didn't know if he had hit the target.

But he did his best.

But this punch landed.

The wind suddenly stopped, the waves stilled, and time and space froze.

A sky full of iron chains, ancient gods floating in mid-air, a deathly silent blue star, and a figure throwing a punch into the air.

Everything was frozen in time, forming an eternal world-famous painting.

Only the black fog in deep space continued to rise rapidly, as if it wanted to devour this "world-famous painting" completely.