Master of Strange Dao

They probably don't know that the endless malice here originates from the one sleeping in the deepest part of the Fallen Abyss.

For ease of exploration, the Fallen God slightly stirs the waters, mixing his consciousness with the increasingly violent malice, sifting through the Memory Armor of various unlucky ones.

Even if he can't view them all, some are incomplete, but accumulated over time, he's able to understand the changes in the Fallen Abyss over the years.

Then, he separates the part of his consciousness that has awakened and is clear-minded, blends it with the malice, and infiltrates someone's Memory Armor, hiding within.

And this person is currently at the very front of the line.

It hasn't been many days since, Yu Ziqing has come again.

Because the Queueing Faction has already contacted Che Lun, explaining what has happened in the Fallen Abyss.

Someone seems to be calling out something with the most ancient summons.

The being asleep in the Fallen Abyss seems to have been awakened for a moment, then fell back into slumber.

If it weren't for this call, everyone's Memory Armor would not have thickened out of thin air, possibly causing someone to be obliterated.

Everyone seems a bit anxious.

Yu Ziqing also sensed that call, or rather, his Yang God sensed that call.

However, he didn't feel much, nor did he recall anything out of the blue.

He could sense the call because he swallowed the Earth Devil Venerate.

But that's about it.

Over at Dazhen, everything is proceeding smoothly, Old Yang's purpose isn't to kill Wei's Ancestor, but rather to take a bunch of curious Deans to investigate other matters, naturally it can't go quickly.

Yu Ziqing can only come to the Mud Sea of the Muddied World to see what's happening here.

Upon arrival, the Mud Sea of the Muddied World is calm, no different from usual; the pervasive massive malice, also as usual, erodes everything without restraint.

Yu Ziqing, however, is already accustomed to it and can use this place to hone his will.

Ever since he stopped nesting long-term and started wandering aimlessly outside, it's been a long time since the village chief sparred with him to the extent where the limits are pushed, the physical body is near collapse, drenched in pain, and with added effects of honing one's will.

To be honest, Yu Ziqing strangely misses it a bit.

Then, he quickly shakes off this frightening thought.

But even when this perverse thought arises, being eroded by malice just gives him a sense of 'just this?'.

After observing for a long time and chatting with the people in line at the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, they all seem to say the same thing.

The terrifying guy asleep inside this time seemed closest to awakening, but after the call dissipated, everything returned to calmness.

Routine construction of the magic platform, preparation of the ritual, then using Mo Huitou's modern material to improve the ritual, preparing for the inviting gods ceremony, to bring out the next lucky one.

Everything proceeded smoothly; the smoky bridge constructed led a ball of gleaming white mist to fly out from the mud.

But at the instant of seeing him, Yu Ziqing frowned slightly.

The rusty sword in his arms didn't budge an inch, the rust that sealed the blade and sword scabbard showed no sign of shedding.

The seal in Yu Ziqing's hand suddenly paused.

The white mist had not completely escaped from the Mud Sea of the Muddied World and froze right then.

Although Yu Ziqing always uses the power of determination to complete the necessary first big loop.

But this step serves only two purposes.

The first is to verify and ensure his safety, after all, these guys seem to scramble and stir up trouble like stray cats once they come out.

The second is to see if he can take advantage of the power to use up a large portion of it for some deduction.

Because if the determined power is too strong, the full force of the first strike would wipe them out in one go, how awkward would that be.

This is just following a predetermined procedure.

Yu Ziqing really didn't expect this time there would actually be an issue, unable to activate determination.

This signifies a lack of critical information, according to the barrel theory, where one plank's height is insufficient even for passing.

Yu Ziqing decisively terminated the ritual.

"I've said before, I bring you out, every one of you wanted to usurp, I could tolerate that.

Because you have been eroded by malice for too long, but the one and only must open the heart's gate.

This is a necessary step to complete the escape, to reveal the True Form, to find a new path.

If this can't even be guaranteed, then I really have no way."

Yu Ziqing interrupted the ritual, and the ritual failed.

Instantly, the magic platform and all ritual materials exploded into dust, and all the mysterious powers within shattered into nothingness.

Yu Ziqing frowned slightly, feeling his body shook, like backlash, mostly directed to the magic platform.

The bewildered new Queue No.1 was forcibly pulled back by the Mud Sea of the Muddied World.

The backlash from the failed ritual also partly affected him.

His Memory Armor trembled slightly, almost shattering.

And the part of the Fallen God's consciousness hidden inside his Memory Armor slightly exerted force, helping him guide and fend off part of the invading crazed malice, preventing him from being drowned by that malice and his consciousness being obliterated.

If this guy's consciousness is obliterated, his consciousness might not be able to hide within the malice, risking exposure.