Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

The eternally silent city in the deep sea has disappeared, but the countless evil gods have not.

They are transforming from intangible concepts into tangible entities.

The murderous intent in Cheng Yao's eyes gradually rose, and a crimson wave of energy surged and exploded from behind her, like a crimson tsunami that burned everything in its path.

That city and that phantom image brought her a deep-seated despair and helplessness.

When the nothingness dissipates, the backlash is a killing intent that is almost capable of burning the heavens and destroying the earth.

But just as Cheng Yao's murderous intent surged and her mind was on the verge of spiraling out of control...

Su Ming's body swayed without warning.

He shook his head and blinked hard.

Something is reviving inside him.

No.

It's more like a resonance, spreading layer by layer along his bones and soul.

Sensing Su Ming's change, Cheng Yao's senses returned instantly, and the killing intent she had been brewing dissipated.

She jumped off his back and quickly helped him up: "Su Ming, what's wrong?"

Su Ming didn't answer, but simply gripped Cheng Yao's hand tightly: "Let's go."

"it is good."

Cheng Yao didn't ask where they were going.

Su Ming said he was leaving, so he left.

Where we go is not important.

Just keep going, that's enough.

In the desolate landscape of broken walls and ruins, Cheng Yao carried Su Ming on her back, wandering aimlessly through the ruins.

A moment later, Su Ming's voice suddenly appeared in her ears. The voice was elusive, sometimes near and sometimes far, as if it came from the distant past.

"Cheng Yao, speak to me."

"Ask me any questions you like."

Looking to the side, Su Ming's figure was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.

"it is good."

Cheng Yao responded, her steps unwavering, and asked softly.

"Has something happened?"

"I have a strange feeling, like something has disappeared forever."

Su Ming's voice rang out.

"You just saw that city, didn't you?"

"It sealed off all human imagination and severed all future possibilities."

"Chen Zhiwei and Xu Qinghe couldn't stop it."

"Its emergence signifies that human civilization has begun to wither, its path forward is cut off, and there will be no new life."

He paused, his tone carrying a forced clarity.

"Keep asking questions, don't make me stop thinking."

Cheng Yao's heart tightened, and she quickly asked, "Were you affected too?"

"Su Ming, what's wrong with you right now? Why can't you stop thinking?"

The ethereal voice rang out again.

"It's a cleanup mechanism."

"Wen Qi activated the second backup cleanup mechanism."

"This cleanup mechanism resonated with me."

"I am the first cleanup mechanism, and it is reviving."

"Cheng Yao, actually I was once one of them."

"But I am a human being now. I have my own thoughts, my own emotions and desires, and my own joys and sorrows."

"My name is Su Ming. I have my own name and my own life."

"But everything is disappearing."

"My experience as a human being is disappearing."

"The people around me, the things around me, the city I've lived in, are all disappearing little by little."

"Actually, I'm very scared."

"If one day, when everyone has forgotten me, what will I do?"

Cheng Yao was not surprised by this truth.

Everyone knows this secret.

After hearing the whole story about Su Ming, everyone guessed it.

Cheng Yao was simply relieved that Su Ming's voice, now tinged with the smoke of fireworks, was gradually becoming clearer and no longer so ethereal.

She walked steadily forward, shaking her head and saying, "No, we're all here."

"Su Ming, can you tell me your story?"

"I want to hear it from you yourself."

Cheng Yao carried Su Ming on her back as they walked among the ruins.

Although I had heard Yu Mengnian repeat it.

However, Yu Mengnian's retelling and Su Ming's own account are two different things.

Su Ming explained it in great detail.

Cheng Yao listened very attentively.

After listening for an unknown amount of time, a series of ear-piercing metallic clanging sounds rang out.

She glanced to the side, and her heart clenched suddenly.

Black iron chains were quietly wrapped around Su Ming's wrists and ankles.

The chain ends at nothingness, with no end in sight.

Each slight shake produced a dull, jarring clang.

She didn't ask any questions or pause; she just gritted her teeth and continued to carry Su Ming forward.

However, the chains can multiply at an astonishing rate.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of chains—in the blink of an eye, countless dark iron chains crawled all over Su Ming's body.

They permeated every inch of Su Ming's body, taking root entirely in the void.

Even now, Cheng Yao feels incredibly strained with every step.

My legs felt sore, numb, and heavy, almost too heavy to lift.

But she still gritted her teeth and refused to stop for even a moment.

Until Su Ming's narration suddenly stopped in my ears.

"Cheng Yao".

He patted Cheng Yao on the shoulder: "Let's stop here."

He tried to get off Cheng Yao's back, but Cheng Yao held him tightly, her strength stubborn and firm.

"I can still walk."

"Your Majesty, where are we going?"

Cheng Yao shook her head vigorously.

Her intuition told her that once she let go, Su Ming would disappear.

"Where to?"

Su Ming's voice became increasingly ethereal and otherworldly, while the clanging of the chains behind him grew increasingly piercing and deafening.

The next second, an overwhelming killing intent erupted from Cheng Yao's body.

That was her sixteen years of murderous intent and ferocity, now unleashed without reservation.

Whoever dares to take away her king, she will spare no effort to slaughter everything in the world.

Bearing immense pressure, they moved forward step by step with unwavering determination.

With each step, the earth trembled and the ruins cracked.

With each step taken, the countless phantom images of evil gods that had gathered in the sky disintegrated, crumbled, and dissipated layer by layer.

bang-

bang-

The millions of iron chains trembled violently, emitting a deep, deafening roar that echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

As she took another step, Cheng Yao herself seemed to be hallucinating.

She could vaguely see the outline of a pitch-black door slowly emerging before her eyes.

Take another step forward with all your might.

It's not a hallucination.

There really is a door.

A pitch-black door stands amidst the ruins, seemingly leading to an abyss.

The moment the door appeared, all the billions of iron chains around Su Ming went berserk, dancing wildly like a swarm of snakes, twisting, entangled, and colliding, emitting a deafening roar, as if trying to break free from all restraints.

Su Ming had seen this door twice.

It first appeared when Su Ming entered Wen Qi's scene.

The second time it appeared was when Su Ming used his cross-shaped pupils to look back at his past self.

That is the gate of old.

It has always been there.

They waited for Su Ming to go inside.

But each time it appeared, it gave Su Ming a completely different feeling.

When it first appeared, Su Ming felt that the door was very strange, as if it carried endless misfortune.

When he appeared for the second time, Su Ming had a strong intuition that once he stepped into the gate, he would gain true freedom and all the shackles and constraints on him would be broken.

This is its third appearance.

There was no eeriness or ominousness, no resolute attempt to break free.

Only a warm and unforgettable feeling remained, drawing his soul closer and making him want to move on.

Just as Cheng Yao was about to speak to stop her, an unfamiliar female voice suddenly appeared in her mind.

It was Xu Qinghe's voice.

"Don't disturb him."

"That door is the right door only when it appears at the right time."

"Now is the only right time."

"Cheng Yao, don't stop him."

"No matter how this doomsday scenario unfolds, this door is destined to appear."

"He was destined to go in."

"Only by going inside will everything have meaning."

Before Cheng Yao could answer, Su Ming patted her shoulder again and said with a smile, "Put me down."

"Qinghe is right."

The resonance brought about by the second layer of reason and emotion will awaken the first layer of cleansing mechanism.

The moment the second cleanup mechanism appeared, Su Ming had already begun his return to the Ring of Destiny.

He could only use his memories as a human being, all his experiences, and his tempered will to try to suppress it.

This is not a distortion, but a return to the right path.

It's like Su Ming's low-level blind spot.

For Wen Qi, that was a sequela.

But for Su Ming, that was called a return.

His seemingly limitless mental resilience is not an improvement, but a recovery.

All the knowledge from them will only make Su Ming more and more complete.

This is the fate of the first cleanup mechanism.

He went to people, and people returned to Him.

Wen Qi is right.

In the process of approaching them, even the strongest will seems utterly vulnerable.

If Cheng Yao hadn't carried Su Ming this part of the way and asked him so many questions...

If it weren't for the dark iron chains behind him, which bound his human emotions...

At this moment, he has probably already returned to his throne.

This regression is unstoppable; it is irreversible.

Those dark iron chains seemed to be locking Su Ming's body.

In reality, it locks up Su Ming's seven emotions and six desires, joys and sorrows.

Since they can use the eternally silent city in the deep sea to lock away the imagination of all mankind.

Therefore, Xu Qinghe used all of humanity's emotions as shackles and billions of iron chains as fetters to firmly lock up Su Ming, who was about to return to his rightful place.

The end of every chain leads to the old world along this doomsday line.

Everything is done according to the rules.

Even if the world is fake, the emotions are real.

This authenticity began in 2019 with a young girl's purest and most sincere love.

This love, eternal and ever-burning, is the true underlying code of the universe in their eyes.

If this love changes.

This signifies that the underlying code of the universe has begun to collapse and disintegrate.

The eternally cold order will be completely shaken.

The slightest possibility that Chen Zhiwei raised shook the very foundations of the universe.

That glimmer of light clung to Tangtang's relationship line.

This ignited all the most primal human emotions reflected in Xu Qinghe's emotional reflections within the subspace.

At the same moment, in a corner of the New World Beijing Academy of Fine Arts exhibition hall, a painting of a sea of ​​flowers suddenly bloomed, with blossoms filling the sky.

Above the sea of ​​flowers, a hazy, translucent phantom slowly coalesced into shape.

It brought Shen Wanyu, who should have disappeared, back into Su Ming's memory.

That was Shen Wanyu, who had undergone a partial dimensional ascension.

With a mere wave of her hand, the blooming flowers of evil transformed into lines, passing through the plane and becoming chains.

The chains rattled and trembled, as if trying to drag the old world into a two-dimensional plane.

The real change brought about by scene integration is that the four doomsday timelines have been completely unified, forming a closed loop.

Within this closed loop, all those who once transcended time will coexist simultaneously.

It has become His complete prayer.

Shen Wanyu, who has achieved a partial dimensional ascension.

My destined wife, Tang Tang.

Tang Tang will not let go of that connection, so she will also be taken into an incredible dimension by His ascension, and briefly ascend to His position.

That wedding back then.

It's not just the Ring of Destiny descending from the high platform, but also the arrival of eternal love on earth.

From the moment they were connected by the thread of their relationship, they were destined to be together until death.

And then there's Xu Qinghe, who has now abandoned her physical body and entered into a form of self-transformation.

They appeared at the same time.

The process is not about filling in the gaps, but about building a complete system.

Amidst the ruins, Su Ming reached out and ruffled Cheng Yao's hair: "Thank you for your hard work."

He landed steadily, his body surrounded by countless iron chains that roared incessantly.

He looked up, his gaze piercing through everything.

He saw that Wenqi had become Him.

I saw Shen Wanyu in the painting.

I saw the hotel engulfed in flames.

I saw Xu Qinghe vanish into nothingness.

I saw Yu Mengnian, who had fallen into an eternal slumber.

Finally, he also saw Chen Zhiwei standing silently by the window in the new world.

With a light laugh, Su Ming took a step forward, dragging the trembling iron chains, and stepped into the Gate of the Past.

An endless warmth instantly enveloped him.

At that moment, the millions of iron chains behind him twisted into one, transforming into an umbilical cord that passed through his head and connected to his navel.

Uterus, amniotic fluid, fetus.

Su Ming slowly opened his blurry eyes.

Everything became clear.

He is about to be born.

If we are not born, how can the future exist?

If he had not been born, everything he experienced would have been a mere illusion.

How can reality be born if it is not born?