Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

It looked like fog, but it wasn't fog. The sky was filled with fog.    

The sky was obscured.    

In the sky, the thick fog formed a suppressive atmosphere. Thick clouds of gray clouds seemed to reach endless heights, causing one's mind to be greatly affected. It was as if one was in a state of despair, a thick and heavy gray without any hope.    

The earth was covered.    

The dark clouds drifted about, and the dense gray color was like a surging sea of despair, wave after wave. Each time it churned, it gave off a terrifying aura.    

This was like a lonely world. It was more like a chaosworld that had returned to the beginning of the universe, the beginning of the universe.    

There was a deathly silence in the arena.    

Holy Monk Dade, Oscar, and Ye Yinzhu were all floating within the fog. They grinned as they breathed in large mouthfuls of air. However, the more they breathed, the heavier the suffocating feeling became.    

Zhang Yang stood there quietly. He raised his head and looked at the gray sky above him.    

He saw the Ninth World once again.    

At the end of the gray horizon, what seemed to be a very small island quietly sat there, as if it had been sealed for countless years.    

Above the island, an ancient taiji wheel slowly rotated, brimming with the vicissitudes of time, as if it had cut through time and space since the archaic era.    

On top of the roulette, a black book quietly sat there. It looked like a black door, as if it had existed since ancient times. Numerous Devil Cloud floated out, but it did not spread out, giving people a deep feeling.    

Dead island, ancient roulette, black book!    

It was not an illusion, nor was it a vision from the primordial chaos, nor was it an illusory Dao Realm.    

That island is... The Ninth World. The mysterious Ninth World.    

"Everything in this world should be destroyed, it is just a projection of the dead world, everything is illusory, the Concentric Circle World should not exist …"    

A loud sound reverberated through the entire chaotic world. It was deafening, and even the rich chaotic energy began to stir like a tsunami.    

"Who are you!"    

Zhang Yang squinted his eyes and asked. He wasn't surprised by this, because a long, long time ago, he went to that island and saw the truth.    

"I can't forget, I'll never forget. When you wake up, the projection of the dead world will eventually return to nothingness, and the illusions will eventually be destroyed …"    

His voice echoed throughout the entire space. It was extremely majestic and filled with a terrifying power.    

The voice faded away, and the entire world became extremely quiet. It was as if that voice had never existed, only … Zhang Yang's emotions fluctuated like a raging sea.    

However, in that instant, he quickly calmed down. His expression was firm and persistent. Regardless of the illusory reality, he had the faith to protect himself. As long as he understood this, it was enough.    

As for the so-called awakening, if the price he had to pay was the destruction of the world, then he would rather sleep deeply!    

Zhang Yang closed his eyes and then opened them again. The primal chaos compass, the ancient island, and the black door all disappeared.    

He looked around and walked forward.    

Looking at Zhang Yang's gradually clearer figure, Holy Monk Dade's scarlet gold face immediately turned pale and distorted. Fear could not be concealed in his eyes as his four limbs kicked wildly as if he was floating in an absolute vacuum.    

Suddenly.    

Right at this moment, a ray of multicolored light suddenly fell down. The multicolored light instantly illuminated all directions, filling the entire sky with auspicious colors.    

The obscured sky slowly appeared, and the covered ground gradually revealed its true form. Following that, rays of multicolored light shot out, countless auspicious colors, completely enveloping this dusky world.    

The multicolored ribbon continued to grow stronger, but it was not dazzling. The crystal clear golden petals continued to fall, causing one to feel comfortable and refreshed.    

It seemed as if there was an endless amount of magic that caused the originally endless, gray world of primal chaos to begin to recover. In almost an instant, the entire world was restored to its original state.    

At this moment, the people who were unwilling to hide in the distance and the citizens who were in all sorts of different areas kneeled on the ground and stretched out their hands to kowtow while being enveloped by the multicolored light.    

Even Pei Donglai and the rest were purified by a sacred power and knelt on the ground.    

Holy Monk Dade, Oscar, and Ye Yinzhu no longer had the suffocating feeling of passing away as they all fell to the ground. Feeling the divinity within the light, the three of them kneeled down almost at the same time to kowtow.    

All of a sudden, celestial music rang out and a rain of flowers swirled in the air. Zen chanting resounded throughout the world as countless characters appeared in the Sanskrit. They were like twinkling stars and lotus flowers bloomed in the sky.    

In the distant heavens and earth, cranes let out a long cry. Nine Loong Feitian, a magnificent palace appeared, surrounded by clouds and mist. Eight groups of ten-meter-tall golden giants held a divine halberd in their hands, protecting their surroundings like Titan.    

In the blink of an eye, the vast palace appeared right above the Hanging Mountain.    

"Greetings, Upper Master Zhan Tai!"    

"Angel Clan, Oscar greets Upper Master!"    

"Greetings, Upper Master Zhan Tai!"    

With the appearance of the majestic palace, it was as if a brand-new world had appeared around them, making it difficult to differentiate between the two. The eight teams of Golden Giants stared below, but none of them seemed to be able to move.    

Although he didn't say anything, his attitude was enough to make everyone revere him.    

At this moment, Ying Xuan's originally indistinct body had somehow turned golden. She looked at the palace with a complicated expression on her face.    

Zhang Yang was the only one who did not kneel and worship in this world.    

From beginning to end, his eyelids had not lifted a single bit, as if everything that had happened just now had nothing to do with him. The multicolored ribbon enveloped everything in the world, but it could not cover Zhang Yang.    

As he slowly walked, his body was covered in gray fog.    

His face was still cold, his eyes were still calm. No matter how the world changed, he had never changed.    

Tat tat tat!    

He stopped, raised his hand and grasped the air. With a "sou" sound, Holy Monk Dade was grabbed by the neck and held in the air with one hand.    

"You … What are you trying to do! "    

Holy Monk Dade never would have thought that even after Upper Master Zhan Tai descended, he still dared to act brazenly.    

"Upper Master Zhan Tai is here, don't be so presumptuous!"    

Ka-cha! *    

Ye Zichen crushed Holy Monk Dade's neck with the force of ten fingers.    

"Upper Master Zhan Tai..." "Save me …"    

In the sky, there wasn't the slightest movement in the grand hall. The eight teams of Golden Giants only stared with wide eyes, not caring about anything at all.    

"Tell me, why did you capture Ying Xuan?" Zhang Yang's voice was still hoarse and low.    

Holy Monk Dade was in so much pain that he wished he was dead. His limbs kicked everywhere as he screamed out Upper Master Zhan Tai's name.    

"Speak!"    

Zhang Yang held onto his neck with one hand and roared. Then, he swung down with all his might, causing the Blood Light to fly out and the ground to tremble.    

"Speak!"    

Ka-cha! *    

Zhang Yang raised his right foot and stamped down viciously. Holy Monk Dazhi's legs separated and then swept out. Holy Monk Dazhi flew into the air and Zhang Yang leaped up. With a high kick, he smashed Holy Monk Dazhi down onto the ground with a loud bang.    

"Upper Master Zhan Tai is here. You, you can't kill me!" Holy Monk Dade was badly mutilated as he screamed weakly.    

"Can't kill you?"    

For some reason, Zhang Yang suddenly flew into a rage. He grabbed the top of Holy Monk Dade's head and pressed hard. With a "kacha" sound, Holy Monk Dade was stabbed into the ground.    

"Ah …" The merciful Upper Master Zhan Tai... "Save me …"    

No one answered him.    

"Keep shouting!" Zhang Yang stood aside and spoke in a low voice.    

Holy Monk Dade looked up at the majestic palace in the sky. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but a large amount of blood spurted out.    

"Continue shouting for laozi, why don't you f * cking shout!"    

Zhang Yang raised his palm and hit the ground like lightning. Kacha. His body went deeper into the ground.    

"Keep shouting for laozi!" She's right up there, let her come and save you. "    

"Upper Master Zhan Tai …" Holy Monk Dade shouted loudly, "Save me..." Save me... "I am your faithful believer …"    

Still no response.    

"Why didn't she come to save you?"    

Wu Tie grabbed the top of Holy Monk Dade's head and pressed it down again. Puchi, the Blood Light flew out and Holy Monk Dade's body was forcefully stabbed into the ground, leaving only his head on the ground.    

"Upper Master Zhan Tai, I'm your loyal believer. Save me …"    

"Believers?"    

All of a sudden, Zhang Yang flew into a rage and raised his right foot. "Screw your worshippers!" He stomped his foot down heavily. Bang! Holy Monk Dade's head shattered.    

Turning around, Zhang Yang still didn't raise his head to look at Ye Yinzhu, who was not far away.    

Ye Yinzhu, who was lying on the ground, seemed to have felt something. When he raised his head and saw Zhang Yang's pair of eyes filled with Dark Light, he was so scared that his face turned green and his body trembled.    

"Ye Yinzhu pays his respects to the merciful Upper Master Zhan Tai. I... My true form is Dragon Yao from the forty-nine realms. I hope Upper Master Zhan Tai can save me. "    

Two golden divine lights bloomed.    

Following which, two ten-meter-tall Golden Giants appeared on Ye Yinzhu's left and right with divine halberds in their hands. The left divine halberd was pointed at Zhang Yang, and the sound was deafening.    

"Stop or kill him on the spot!"    

Zhang Yang kept walking forward without stopping for even a second.    

"You really want to kill him?"    

All of a sudden, a voice that was as light as the sound of nature drifted out of the palace.    

"You've already swallowed the overlord's chess board. Only Ye Yinzhu is left. If you kill him, you will become the chess board."    

Zhang Yang ignored him and continued to walk forward.    

"I have evolved the pattern of the reincarnation cycle to calculate the number of the Great Change's numbers. I have only wanted to search for one way out, and your life is already one. If I kill him, you will fall into an escape, and you will never be able to return."    

Zhang Yang still ignored him and continued to walk forward.    

"Hehe, I know you don't care about that. But, what about her?"    

Suddenly, a golden light fell from the palace and enveloped Ying Xuan.    

Zhang Yang stopped abruptly and turned around to look. Ying Xuan, who was enveloped in golden light was becoming more and more transparent. She seemed to be faintly discernible. She stood there quietly, biting her lips. She shook her head slightly and looked sadly at Zhang Yang.    

"Ye Yinzhu is there. If you want to kill him, I will not stop you. However, I will also kill the people you care about."    

"Roar …"    

Zhang Yang roared like a madman. His entire temperament changed dramatically, his eyes shot out two black and white lightning. His clothes were violently bulging, his long black hair was dancing wildly in the wind, and with his body as the center, a strong wind swept through the sky and even the surrounding space started to shake violently.    

But soon, Zhang Yang calmed down. He slowly raised his head and looked around.