Chapter 1853 - 953: Surprise and Shock

The world plunged into deathly silence; even breathing and heartbeats disappeared.

In the pure darkness, pure white flowers emerged.

In the blink of an eye, the dilapidated and collapsing dark cave transformed into Heaven. Endless blossoms sprang from the earth, the cracks in the stones, the ceiling, and among the fragments, so resplendent.

But why is there no feeling of joy or delight?

Even though everything in sight has become dreamlike and surreal, at this moment, the only thing erupting from the spine is uncontrollable horror and fear, nothing else.

Oxygen, gravity, soil, nutrients, water sources, spiritual essence... everything familiar from the past is rapidly vanishing, leaving nothing but those pure white flowers.

One cluster after another, the flowers grew from the earth, engulfing the entire world completely.

Even its own master was not spared!

Among the remains of Ji Jue, flowers sprouted one after another, rooting themselves on steel and machinery, drawing everything in to transform into their being.

Eradicating everything different from themselves entirely!

"I'm going ahead."

Ji Jue's shattered face lifted from the flowers, grinning as he waved goodbye, "You all keep at it."

Bang!

The skull fractured, the smile disintegrated, and flowers blossomed from the cracks, engulfing him completely.

And at that moment, a sound of singing seemed to rise in the distance, faint and indistinct, ethereal and cold, like the last echo resonating in a lonely world.

When the wind whistled by, the uncountable petals flew up and drifted down, a blurred silhouette seemed to emerge from the flower rain, stepping on the shattered skull, and with a backward glance, cast an indifferent look at them.

At this very moment, no, even before this, Pang Lu was already sweating profusely.

Overly keen perception became a burden instead.

When the malice, as vast as a tsunami, rose from the deepest part of the blossoms, the first thing to be ravaged was the intuition that the White Deer was so proud of!

Just maintaining awareness already took all his effort.

"Go!"

Long before Ji Jue was sacrificed, he had already extended his hand, pressing it onto Flint's shoulder.

As the Tribulation Finger underwent myriad changes, and the rebirth form unfolded, it assimilated the Ruins once more, and they dashed out in a mad sprint!

All obstacles were meaningless, every blockade ineffectual.

Even if there was only a tiny crevice, it was enough for that sharp and swift transformation to traverse with ease. If he raced heedlessly, he could leap out of the New Spring in a flash, escaping the entire Hai Province in less than three minutes!

But after a moment's flicker, when he looked ahead again, he found still the endless profusion of blossoms... the spiritual race hadn't escaped the boundaries of the opponent's cover.

Again, he dashed, and again fell, but there remained the despairing pure white, all he saw never changing in any way.

As if, there would never be any change.

He was already lost in the boundless sea of flowers.

But something seemed amiss, as if something was overlooked, something unseen locked him inside.

Boundary, enclosure, Circle Realm...

In that moment of sudden realization, he could no longer restrain himself and roared out loud.

Circle Realm!!!

At this moment, the Circle Realm still covered the headquarters of Coast Technology, severing all connections of the isolated domains with the outside.

Whether outward or inward!

This interference acted directly upon the soul, even if the exit lay before him, he would subconsciously ignore it, and even if the door opened wide, he would instinctively fail to see it.

As long as the Circle Realm existed, no matter how fast the speed, he could not escape the Hell before him!

But precisely because of this, Pang Lu couldn't understand...

Old dog!!!

What the hell are you doing!!!

"..."

The old man remained silent, unresponsive, no matter how he called or cursed, as if entirely unaware.

With eyes lowered.

Striving to control himself... not to look up!

Above the dim firmament, enveloped by illusory neon lights, streams of Silver Radiance flowed and transformed, like layers of delicate white gauze, shrouding the sky and surroundings, with enchanting shadows fluctuating as if formless clouds and mist.

Countless threads descended from the clouds, like strings of jewels dropped from the canopy of heaven, gently brushing through the world below, while overwhelming showers of Mercury Rain filled the world.

As if seeking something, incredibly patient and meticulous, they swept inch by inch through everything within the Circle Realm.

Again and again, endlessly.

Countless threads dancing through, passing through the old man's translucent form, failing to notice this small escaped fish.

And beneath this canopy, the old man was already drenched in sweat!

The clasped hands seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, nearly unable to maintain their hold.

The old man's face flushed red, teeth clenched tightly, supporting the existence of the Circle Realm, not daring to draw even the slightest breath.

Like a calamitous bird, hiding in concealment, listening to the ceaseless footsteps surrounding, closely watched by unseen predators, not daring to make a single sound.

By this point, the Circle Realm could no longer be undone.

He had already 'foreseen'!

In the perception ahead of time, once the state of isolation is broken, the forgotten self will be recollected and observed once more.