Chapter 362 - The Realm Breaks Down (1/2)

The next moment, purple cracks appeared all around them, spreading toward them. They covered the heavens and the earth in seconds. It felt like the entire earth was shaking as it crumbled into pieces and fell down around them. The purple faded away, but the cracks remained in the sky.

It reminded Lonemoon of the earlier time with the Godfiend at the divine territory. Everything was breaking down so quickly. Everything only took seconds. It was a wasteland now. The waste auras from outside of the realm slipped in through the cracks in the sky. All forms of life dropped immediately to zero. The chances of living fell rapidly.

“You want to ruin this little plane!” Lonemoon exclaimed, eyes widened in disbelief. The entire plane had just fallen apart before his eyes.

“Your plane should have been destroyed from the beginning.” The man looked even crazier than before. It was almost as if he was ready to perish with this plane if he had to. “Not just this plane, but the other 3000 planes should not even be around.”

“You’re crazy!” Lonemoon looked at the rapidly deteriorating plane. “Do you know how many living creatures there are on this plane? If you destroy this place, they’ll perish along with it!”

“So what!” He laughed maniacally, turning around to face Shen Ying. He said excitedly, “We should have died earlier! If I kill the manager, your plane will perish along with me.”

This man had lost his mind!

“This plane has been completely disconnected. Once I destroy it, even managers would not be able to escape. Go down along with this plane!”

“That’s not for sure,” Shen Ying suddenly spoke. She did not look in the least bit concerned. She retrieved a box from her robes and tossed it over.

The box looked like the transparent one from before, but it was red. As it flew out, it grew in size, until it threatened to cover the entire sky and swallow the entire plane. The waste auras that seeped into the plane through the crack were forced back out the same way. Although the cracks still remained, the entire plane remained intact. The destruction halted, as if time had stopped.

Lonemoon’s body relaxed. The suppressive force he felt from the plane just moments before disappeared. He glanced at the vast sky. The red box had now become a red light that covered the entire sky, separating the sky from the earth. “What… is this?” Where was Shen Ying getting all of these boxes?

“Isolation equipment,” Shen Ying replied matter-of-factly. After pondering for a moment, she added, “When my older sister was angry in the past, she would lock me in the little black… red house here.”

“Er…” Indeed, this looked like something Shen Jing would do. But this little red house was quite huge. It was big enough to contain the entire plane.

“What did you do?!” The man who had been laughing maniacally just moments before looked around in disbelief. The little plane had been falling apart. Why did it stop? Were managers really this strong? How could she stop this little plane from falling apart even though it is completely disconnected from her own plane?

Shen Ying had no intention of replying to him. She walked over and picked him up by the collar. Very seriously, she said, “We’re very reasonable. You can tell your story now.”

The man hesitated. Before he could respond, another voice interrupted. “Let go of Saint Hong Meng!” They did not realise when this familiar-looking man climbed out of the pit. It was the fake Demon King who stole Yu Hong’s dowry. Maybe Shen Ying did not knock him hard enough. He still had the energy to get to his feet. He glared at Shen Ying, raging and threatening her with his eyes.

Suddenly, he turned around. A purple light flashed once again as another familiar figure appeared beside him. Purple aura surrounded that person, wrapping him up like a dumpling. The man’s face became pale, so that he could not move. His aura weakened by the second.

The dumpling looked up at the group, and his eyes brightened. He opened his mouth to whisper, “Boss…” It was the Godfiend, who had disappeared for a long time now.

Indeed, he had been kidnapped by these people.

That fake Demon Kil drew an immortal sword and placed it just under the Godfiend’s neck. Once again, he shouted, “Let Hong Meng go or I will kill him!”

The three of them exchanged meaningful looks. A moment later, they shouted in unison, “Alright!”

The fake Demon King: “…”

The Godfiend: “…”