Beside Wen Hua, several superpowers took off simultaneously and surrounded him, looking very weak.
Opposite them, the shadow of a bronze door appeared.
On the door, the word "ghost" was carved in blood, which looked very ferocious.
The bronze door suddenly opened a gap.
An arm dripping with blood stretched out from behind the door, grabbed a supernatural being, and then retracted.
The door...closes again.
"Retreat first!"
Wen Hua gritted his teeth, roared angrily, and quickly retreated with several superpowers.
The eyeball in mid-air moved slightly, and a wisp of black energy filled the air. Amidst the screams, the two superpowers fell to the ground, surrounded by countless residual bodies, and were torn to pieces!
Stimulated by the blood, those remaining bodies looked even more violent!
Fortunately, the remaining people escaped safely, but they were all seriously injured.
The attack assembled by Wenhua failed.
Wang Ye watched the changes in the situation expressionlessly. What he didn't expect was that Wen Hua had awakened for the fourth time!
Sure enough, being able to become the leader of a department still requires a foundation of strength.
I just don’t know what kind of strength Zhang Ziliang is.
But thinking back on his fear of death...well, the logistics department doesn't need force.
But it seems that the fourth awakening still cannot be solved with brute force?
Moreover, the fourth awakening seems to be weaker than what Wang Ye knew...
But in that wasteland, the target of his message, the middle-aged man who had awakened five times, was much more powerful than Wen Hua.
Or...
Is the fifth awakening a threshold?
After comparing it carefully, if I fought with Wen Hua...
It should consume him to death.
Unconsciously, I have grown to this point.
…
Day group.
"Wen Hua failed in his first action."
Li Xinghe stood on the rooftop, looking in the direction of Fengdu, and said.
Zhang Ziliang's face became a little heavy and he said nothing.
"By the way, Su Changqing has already led the second group of people to Fengdu City to provide support."
Li Xinghe seemed to be in a high mood today.
Zhang Ziliang sighed: "I am surprised that he can go."
"Everyone in Tianzhu is laughing at you, saying that you are the minister who is most afraid of death."
Li Xinghe glanced at Zhang Ziliang.
The ridiculed protagonist shrugged and didn't care: "I'm just a second-awakened person, why am I just joining in the fun? And... I'm really afraid of death."
"Ah..."
Li Xinghe chuckled and stopped talking.
"Aren't you going to take action yet?"
Zhang Ziliang paused and looked at Li Xinghe with a somewhat complicated expression.
Li Xinghe shook his head, his face full of tiredness: "There are too many people waiting for me to take action..."
"but..."
Zhang Ziliang seemed to want to say something, but finally turned into a sigh: "If nothing can be done, I will kill the ghost realm."
"It's better to keep your life for a few more years."
"The strength of the younger generation is still insufficient, and Tianzhu needs you."
"After three days, if the Fengdu incident cannot be resolved, I will take action."
Li Xinghe put his hands behind his back, and his originally slender body seemed to be a little straighter at this moment. A wisp of energy fluctuations emitted from his body, causing cracks in the void.
Zhang Ziliang glanced at Li Xinghe and fell silent.
Li Xinghe seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly asked: "By the way, you have expelled all the children I cultivated?"
"No, I didn't push them out, they did it voluntarily." Zhang Ziliang chuckled.
Li Xinghe glanced at him sideways, a little displeased: "If you put down the knife, can they still volunteer?"
...
Zhang Ziliang's expression gradually turned grim: "No matter how strong the flowers in the greenhouse are, they are still waste. Without the baptism of blood, they will never become useful."
"This is what they will eventually face."
"Otherwise, even if they awaken three times and go to the wasteland, a scavenger who awakens once will probably kill them."
Li Xinghe did not refute, obviously knowing that what Zhang Ziliang said was the truth.
The two were silent for a long time.
"There are some of your scavengers, right?"
"How is that possible? They are a group of murderous devils!"
"You just covet the position of leader of my Tian group, and cultivate forces to usurp the throne! Don't worry, I won't live long with my body and bones, sooner or later they will all be yours!"
"You have been lying to me for more than a year with these words!"
"Are you expecting me to die?"
"Old bastard!"
On the rooftop, there is one middle school and one old school. The top boss of the Tian group rolled up his sleeves and yelled at each other, completely lacking in his superior demeanor in front of others.
…
The second night finally passed.
The ground of the city seemed to have been washed by blood. In the second half of the night, the remaining bodies became more and more violent. Some of the more intact ones could no longer control themselves and rushed into the room.
Most of the rest attack each other.
The whole city exudes the strong smell of blood.
The surviving superpowers were all filled with the joy of escaping from death, and searched for the location where Wen Hua landed last night in their memory.
After all, the thighs have appeared.
However, there are still some people who choose to go alone, although it seems that Wen Hua is very powerful and can be safer by his side.
But his actions are also full of crises.
After all, not everyone comes here voluntarily and lives...
This is the primary goal of their trip.
Wang Ye did not follow the others to find Wen Hua, but went to the center of the city alone.
As each night dissipates, the life span of these people in the city seems to be shorter.
Many people go from being young to being old in just a few hours.
The large and small statues of gods on the streets have become more vivid and agile.
Wang Ye kept browsing these statues.
A demon with three arms and fangs.
A one-eyed white-skinned monkey.
And...Buddha!
There are many different statues of gods standing in the most conspicuous position in the city.
Finally, Wang Ye arrived at the center of the city.
A modern style brick house.
It's just that a wall was built around this brick house. There were a row of heads and severed arms hanging on the wall, and it was filled with a fishy smell.
The walls of the enclosure were covered with dried blood, depicting grotesque and twisted faces one after another.
This face...
It is no different from the statues of gods on the streets.
In the middle of the wall is an ancient bronze door, full of vicissitudes of life.
It just seems a little unreal, like...a ghost.
this...
Is this the source of the ghost realm?
Wang Ye was a little surprised.
Based on his past experience, no matter any ghost realm, the source will be hidden very deep.
It's rare to see such an upright person.
But even Wen Hua failed. You can imagine how difficult this source is.
At this time, the eyeballs of the countless faces carved with blood on the wall seemed to be moving, staring in the direction of Wang Ye.
For some reason, Wang Ye had a faint urge to push him away when he looked at the bronze door.
Between his eyebrows, a wisp of black flame rose out of thin air.
