Huai Shi withdrew her gaze, turned around and stepped over the giant wolf's decaying corpse, stepped onto the steps it blocked behind her, walked slowly towards the upper floor, and opened the last door.

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In the silent hall, only the dim overhead lights were on, illuminating the platform name of 'Century Avenue'.

Instead of seeing the expected insane returnees, only black blood was winding on the ground, flowing down the steps and sewers into the subway lines.

The fertile water feeds the hungry and thirsty beasts.

"This is the transformed fetal blood. You should have seen it before, right?"

The figure standing in the center of the huge altar said, slowly turning back and staring at him calmly: "It's just that you are really tough."

"Hey, long time no see. Let me tell you, I'm good at pretending to be dead."

Huai Shi waved hello to Qi Yuan on the stage and looked around: "Little brother, can you explain what you are doing?"

Through the dome of the altar, he could see several overlapping layers.

There is no doubt that there is a subway line that Xinhai has dug for so many years and has not been dug out. Now it has almost been torn apart under the strong invasion from the outside world.

But it has almost completely integrated into the huge route under another layer, completely overlapping.

Beneath the layers of dancing darkness, several layers of mirror images have been forcibly connected in series, almost completely integrated into one.

The world seems to be overlapping.

Around the hall, the space seemed to be broken, and the sections of countless mirrors slowly rotated, reflecting a dizzying light.

Countless fragments seem to lead to the same place.

The same huge world hidden behind layers of mirrors.

The fragmented and terrifying shadow slept and curled up, as if returning to an egg, leaving behind vicious fetal blood in the gradually detached feathers and broken body.

Fertilizing this world that is gradually turning into hell.

"Burn the bones of a hundred people, offer a thousand bird eyes, swallow ten thousand poisonous snakes... the ceremony has already begun, Huai Shi." Qi Yuan murmured softly: "Even if you destroy all nine altars, it is already too late.

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Jiufeng is transforming.

Toward a higher form.

As the transformation was completed, the distant country gradually became clearer in the projection on the dome, as if the distance was getting closer.

The dissipating fog revealed layers of monster-like tall buildings, as well as a strange spire that seemed to penetrate the sky.

On the top of the spire, a huge eyeball was pierced through it, with a dark pupil standing upright, casting a painful and hungry gaze towards the distant reality.

"Did you see it? That is the Demon City... the City of Paradise sleeping in the border, a miraculous kingdom built by the demons three eras ago."

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the projection with a feverish expression:
Chapter completed!