One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Haha! Well done, Lao Wang! I'm fully recovered... Aaaaaah, my goodness!!!"

He had only shouted half of his boastful slogan when, as soon as Zhang Chulan exerted force with his right leg, a piercing, bone-scraping pain shot straight to his brain!

He lost his balance and, with a "splat," fell face-first into the rubble in a comically comical way, howling in pain.

"Old Wang! What happened?! Wasn't it supposed to be fixed?! Why is my leg still broken?!"

Zhang Chulan clutched his right leg and writhed on the ground, tears streaming down his face as he made his accusations.

Upon seeing this, the previously tense live stream chat paused for a full two seconds.

Then came a massive explosion!

[Pfft~ Hahahaha! Sorry, Brother Chu Lan, but I really couldn't help it!]

[Holy crap, you're fully healed! The curse's off, but your broken leg can't be repaired, bro!]

[This shameless move by Bu Sha Bi Sha is a perfect score; another memorable moment of failed bravado!]

[This is hilarious! He tried to show off but messed it up right away. That's so Zhang Chulan!]

In the spectator hall, Zhang Tianyi almost spat out his tea, amused by the other man's antics.

This kid never forgets to embarrass himself, no matter where he goes.

Wang Ye rolled his eyes dramatically, looking at Zhang Chulan as if he were an idiot:

"Hey Lao Zhang, have you been reading too many fantasy novels and your brain's gone haywire?"

"I just severed the curse connection between you two. From now on, when he harms himself, the damage won't be transferred to you."

"You really think I'm a god, able to turn back time and restore your legs?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan's face fell.

So the curse is gone, but my identity as a cripple is now confirmed!

Kara, on the other side, was completely dumbfounded.

He looked at his bleeding thigh, then at Zhang Chulan across from him, who was only wincing in pain from a broken bone but had no new knife wounds.

"My blood curse... is broken?!"

Kara's face was filled with disbelief.

This is his trump card, which he is proud of and relies on for survival!

How could it possibly fail so quietly?!

"Bing Dog!"

Wang Ye snapped his fingers and lazily stretched:

"Alright, Old Zhang's problem is solved. Now, it's time to deal with you."

Kara suddenly raised her head and stared intently at Wang Ye, her eyes already bloodshot.

"You're the one who did this! I'll tear you to pieces!"

He erupted with intense blood energy, like a mad dog, wielding a giant blood scythe, and charged madly toward the boulder where Wang Ye was.

"Again?"

Wang Ye stood still, watching Kara rush up, a smile of interest on his face.

"Old Zhang, I'm going to show you something new today, a trick I've figured out!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Wang Ye stomped his foot again.

The Qimen Dunjia formation unfolded instantly.

"The Endless Corridor!"

Wang Ye made a sweeping motion in the air with both hands in front of him.

Kara, who was leaping high into the air with her sickle in hand, suddenly found that the scene in front of her had changed!

The huge rock that was so close at hand, and the lazy young Taoist priest, had all vanished into thin air!

From the outside world's cameras and God's-eye view, the scene appears even more bizarre.

Kara, who had been so aggressive, seemed to have her surrounding space distorted the moment she leaped into the air.

Followed by.

He vanished into thin air, right under the gaze of countless eyes!

The drone circled the area several times, but radar and thermal imaging showed absolutely no reaction!

The Javanese representative jumped to his feet, his face filled with horror: "Where are they?! Where did they go?!"

The live stream chat was also filled with question marks:

[Holy crap? A sudden appearance of a living person?!]

Did Master Wang throw the person into the sea?

At this moment, Kara felt as if she had plunged into a pure white space.

There was no sky, no earth, no gravity, and no sound!

Even the blood scythe in his hand vanished into thin air!

"Where...where am I?!"

Kara frantically flailed her limbs in the white void, but could find no foothold.

He was an extreme pain-loving psychopath; pain was the only way for him to perceive the world and his own existence.

But in this space.

He has no sense of touch.

He tried to bite his tongue to create pain, but found that he couldn't feel his teeth at all!

He wanted to bang his head against the ground, but there was no ground at all!

This is equivalent to locking a severe addict in an absolute vacuum without any stimulants.

"Let me out! Let me out!"

"Let me bleed! Please, just give me a cut!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

In the face of absolute nothingness.

Physical torment seems insignificant, but mental collapse can happen in an instant.

Kara danced wildly in this infinitely folded space like a madwoman, her face covered in tears and snot.

He began to hallucinate and started talking nonsense.

outside world.

Zhang Chulan sat on the ground, hugging his broken leg.

He stared blankly as Wang Ye casually drew a circle in the air, and then the menacing Kara disappeared in a flash.

"Old Wang...where is that grandson? Did you make him disappear?" Zhang Chulan stared wide-eyed, looking around.

"It's right here."

Wang Ye pointed to the slightly distorted mass of air in front of him and yawned:

“I folded this space and made him an infinitely looping little white house.”

"One year inside is equivalent to one day in reality. Let this pervert enjoy himself, hehe."

Two full minutes passed.

"That's enough. If we keep him locked up any longer, he'll become a complete idiot."

With a flick of his finger, Wang Ye released the spatial constraints.

"Clap."

A figure covered in mud and cold sweat fell from mid-air and crashed into a pile of rubble.

At this moment, Kara showed no trace of her previous arrogance, domineering attitude, or morbid fanaticism.

He lay on the ground like a dead fish.

He clutched a sharp stone tightly in both hands and rubbed it desperately against his face.

While rubbing against her, tears of happiness streamed down her face, and she mumbled indistinctly:

"Stones...there are stones...that's great!!"

"It's so hard...it hurts...hehehe...it feels so good..."

His eyes were completely unfocused, and he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"..."

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but shudder as he looked at the freak who was hugging the stone and grinning foolishly.

This is even more painful than killing someone!

"Pharaoh!"

Zhang Chulan snapped out of his daze, ignoring the excruciating pain in his broken leg.

He braced himself on one leg, like a resilient frog, and hopped and skipped to Wang Ye's side.

He grabbed Wang Ye's leg, his eyes brimming with tears of excitement, his face beaming like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Master Wang! Immortal Master Wang! What kind of divine skill was that just now?!"

Zhang Chulan tilted his head back, his flattery ringing out loudly:

"This is simply divine intervention! You crippled a max-level monster without shedding a drop of blood! My goodness, has your Feng Hou Qi Men technique leveled up again?"

"So handsome! I'm totally blown away by his good looks!"

"Don't worry! Starting today, I'll not only wash your socks for a year, but I'll also take care of your underwear from now on! I'll hand-wash them all! I guarantee they won't shrink!"