After joining the Extraordinary Control Bureau, Xu Xi learned a significant truth—what descended upon Earth during the spiritual energy revival were not just extraordinary creatures, but fragnts of otherworldly realms, bringing alien landscapes and ancient structures. These fragnts were officially classified as [World Ruins].
The potential of these World Ruins was imnse. By studying them, one could uncover secrets of various extraordinary systems and obtain unique treasures. In fact, the diverse array of items in Extraordinary House largely originated from such ruins.
However, the ergence of these ruins wasn’t always beneficial. So were fraught with danger, causing destruction and posing significant threats to nearby areas. Xu Xi now faced one of these particularly perilous situations.
“It’s actually a boundary ruin connected to the immortal cultivation side,” Xu Xi murmured.
In the suburbs of Yanshan City, after receiving Zhang Yaoguo’s urgent ssage, Xu Xi arrived swiftly. From a distance, he saw a sky drenched in blood rain, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood faintly visible. The grotesque scene radiated naless fear and overwhelming dread.
The sheer scale of the carnage hinted at countless deaths, leaving behind a Rakshasa ghost realm so haunting it seed otherworldly. Among the fragnted images, Xu Xi noticed the clothing of so corpses resembled that of immortal cultivators he recognized.
“Could the source of this World Ruin be the sa immortal world I simulated?” he wondered before shaking his head. “No, not necessarily. There’s more than one world of immortality.”
Observing the ruins further, Xu Xi turned to Zhang Yaoguo, who stood beside him. “What’s the situation?”
“It’s dire,” Zhang Yaoguo said, his face grave. “This boundary ruin erged an hour ago, and its expansion rate is alarming. If it continues, it will reach Yanshan City soon.”
He clenched his fists as he continued, “I’ve already requested reinforcents from the General Bureau, but until then, we’ll have to handle this ourselves.”
Zhang Yaoguo’s voice was heavy with concern. The eerie howls echoing from the ruins, coupled with the sight of endless blood rain and ghostly apparitions, were enough to shake even the bravest hearts.
Xu Xi carefully assessed the situation. The intense yin energy emanating from the ruins suggested the presence of malevolent entities, possibly evil spirits or ghost cultivators born from the corpses of immortal cultivators.
“This isn’t going to be easy,” Xu Xi muttered. Although his withered vine sword was effective against ghosts, the sheer scale of the ruins made him question the odds.
After a mont of thought, he said, “Evacuate anyone below the Foundation Establishnt level. This is too dangerous for them. Only those at or above Foundation Establishnt can protect themselves here.”
Zhang Yaoguo nodded without hesitation. “Understood. You’re a Golden Core Realm cultivator and more experienced with the ruins of immortal cultivation. I’ll leave this decision to you.”
Soon, most of the gathered extraordinary individuals dispersed, leaving only those with the strength to face such threats. Among them were Foundation Establishnt Realm cultivators, innate warriors from the martial arts path, and formal mages from the magical arts.
Additionally, Zhang Yaoguo summoned Yanshan City’s other top combatant—a muscular martial artist nad Wang Dali, whose Qi and blood martial arts placed him on par with a Golden Core cultivator.
“Hahaha! My super wisdom tells it’s ti to use my super strength to save the world!” Wang Dali’s laughter bood as he approached Xu Xi, his towering fra exuding raw power.
“Long ti no see, Brother Xu!” Wang Dali greeted him, flashing a wide grin.
“Long ti no see,” Xu Xi replied with a nod.
The two had t several tis at the Control Bureau, and Xu Xi held a favorable impression of Wang Dali’s honest and straightforward personality.
After a brief rest and ensuring everyone was ready, the team advanced into the ruins under Xu Xi’s lead.
As they moved closer, the horrors of the scene beca more vivid. The ground was soaked in blood, and the air was thick with a nauseating stench. Pools of blood reflected the sky, and inside them floated fragnts of corpses—mangled flesh, tangled hair, and broken bones embedded in rotting tissue.
So mbers of the team, overwheld by the grotesque sight, began vomiting violently. The mountain of corpses exuded an aura of despair, with faces frozen in expressions of hatred, fear, and anguish.
Suddenly, so corpses stirred.
“Die! Die!”
Horrific voices echoed as the dead rose, their eyes blazing with hatred. Ghostly figures erged, their malevolent grins targeting the living.
Xu Xi reacted swiftly, his withered vine sword slashing through the air, annihilating the malicious spirits. However, the sight of the corpses stirred a deep unease within him.
He crouched and retrieved a piece of blood-soaked clothing from the ground, examining it closely.
The design was disturbingly familiar—it matched the attire worn by the demon sect monks he had encountered in his first simulation.
“Could this… be connected to the Demon Sect?”
Wang Dali noticed his hesitation. “Brother Xu, is sothing wrong?”
“No, it’s nothing. Let’s keep moving,” Xu Xi replied, concealing his suspicions.
As they delved deeper into the ruins, the team worked to cleanse the blood and corpses to prevent further contamination of Yanshan City’s outskirts.
Then Xu Xi made another startling discovery—a corpse clad in the uniform of the Heavenly Sword Sect. The token on its waist confird its identity, matching the sect from his simulation.
A chilling thought struck him.
“Is this the battlefield between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Demon Sect?”
“Could the source of these World Ruins really be the immortal world I simulated?”
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