"Boom!"
Just as Xu Fugui was about to relieve his godson's urine, a violent explosion suddenly came from the other side. Following that, a ray of light filled the sky, and Su Yuhang's figure was faintly discernible in the air. In short, he was having a great time fighting.
Fugui hurriedly put the lid back on the coffin and summoned his other self. The two of them merged into one.
"What are you doing?"
The grandmaster suddenly appeared beside Xu Fugui, seemingly very interested in what Xu Fugui had just been doing.
"Feel it and see if it's hot. Let's see if I can have another round." Xu Fugui was full of jokes.
The grandmaster chanted "Amitabha" and ignored Fugui. He turned around and walked up the stairs into the air. Although the grandmaster's impression of Su Yuhang was a little strange, the three of them had entered together after all. If something happened to one of them, the other two couldn't just stand by and watch.
However, Su Yuhang was a big shot who had proven his Dao. Even without his physical body, he could still control the situation by relying on his tyrannical soul form.
The three white robes fluttered in the air, creating a special atmosphere. The remnant thoughts in the surroundings seemed to be mobilized at this moment.
Su Yuhang suppressed the three robes and the restless remnant thoughts at the same time. At the same time, he could also divide his attention to observe the situation around him. In short, he seemed to be very skillful and at ease.
The grandmaster shouted the name of Buddha and stopped in the air as if his feet were rooted to the ground. He chanted Buddhist scriptures, and golden lotuses rippled out, bringing about peace and tranquility. The agitated remnant thoughts calmed down under the grandmaster's reassurance.
However, the three robes didn't seem to understand the situation at all and continued to attack Su Yuhang.
Old Fugui's figure flashed and appeared beside Su Yuhang. However, one of the robes directly abandoned him and went straight for Su Yuhang. Old Fugui didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was clearly a magic tool left behind by its master after his death, but it actually looked down on him.
Su Yuhang seemed to have no intention of continuing this game. Heavenly lightning brewed in his palm, and in an instant, two robes were struck by the lightning and turned into flying ashes. The grandmaster also understood Su Yuhang's intention, so he immediately cast a Buddhist light to suppress the last robe.
The surroundings immediately calmed down.
Grandmaster landed, inspecting the clothes, then said: "The clothes are contaminated with the faith of the previous owner, so they will take the initiative to attack us."
Xu Fugui, on the other hand, was curious about where Su Yuhang had triggered the phenomenon. He took a closer look and came to a sudden realization. "This is the location of the array core. It can be considered the core of the entire barrier."
A half-broken, glass-like object was slowly rotating below. However, it seemed to be mostly damaged, which also meant that the barrier was already broken beyond recognition.
Su Yuhang walked to Fu Gui's side and looked down at the slowly spinning glass ball.
"There should be such a thing in the radio story world, right?" Xu Fugui asked.
"How would I know?" Su Yuhang shook his head. "My understanding of formations is much more shallow than yours."
"Okay, if you know something in the future, tell me," Xu Fugui said indifferently.
"Mhmm." Su Yuhang looked at Xu Fugui with a meaningful gaze.
"The Warlocks of the Pre-Qin Dynasty are truly terrifying. Amitabha." Grandmaster put his palms together and bowed respectfully. There was a hint of sorrow in his voice. "When this barrier was first built, it was probably infinitely close to the structure of the radio story world."
Just like how the radio sometimes needed to adjudicate and would pull people into the story world to be killed, the advantage of the radio in the story world was simply too great. These three Warlocks of the Pre-Qin Dynasty had also directly built a barrier that was close to the story world. It was possible that the Qin army had annihilated a group of invading listeners here.
"It seems like these three Warlocks are all dead." Su Yuhang looked at the still spinning glass ball and said, "They should have chosen to merge themselves into this barrier."
"This is a great courage." Xu Fugui said in amazement. It was a pity that even though the Qin army had won this battle, Great Qin had still collapsed in the end. To Xu Fugui, it was quite difficult to determine the standpoint of these listeners. After all, they were creatures that had grown up in this world, so they instinctively felt respect towards Great Qin. However, they were also listeners, and the existences that had invaded this world in the past were like them, listeners from another world.
Their standpoint was somewhat vague, and it was not easy to determine.
Su Yuhang stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to get a closer look at the glass ball. Seeing this, Grandmaster immediately shouted, "Don't!"
However, Su Yuhang was unmoved. He still placed his hand on the glass ball. For a moment, Su Yuhang's eyes glowed white. He was digesting some information and things, and at the same time, he was comprehending this broken "hell."
But immediately after, the glass ball began to spin faster, and at the same time, it fell apart even faster. In the distance, four terrifying hurricanes suddenly appeared in the four corners and swept towards them.
The barrier had truly begun to collapse. It had existed for so long, and the legend of the Ten Directional Hells had been passed down. But today, it was time for it to be completely annihilated.
Grandmaster felt a little helpless. From his point of view, although this place didn't have much value to them, as a secret realm, it was a very good place for veterans or ordinary high-level listeners to gain experience and gain enlightenment. Su Yuhang's action of killing the goose that laid the golden eggs was really a little unwise.
But now that things had already happened, Grandmaster could only choose to remain silent.
Xu Fugui glanced at Su Yuhang. He knew his old friend's personality very well. Su Yuhang was absolutely selfish, and at the same time, he was also a person with great fantasies and sentiments. But now that the barrier was about to collapse, Xu Fugui still reminded him,
"Let's return to the location of the crack we came from. Da Hang, let's go. This barrier is infinitely close to the story world. It really is very likely that it will produce an unequal flow of time, just like the broadcast story world. If we can't return the way we came, or if we're accidentally sucked into another crack, we'll either be reduced to ashes in the void flow, or we'll transmigrate and face the wrath of karma."
Transmigration was definitely not a happy thing, even for the listeners. Xu Fugui clearly knew that even the broadcast couldn't reverse time at a single coordinate, let alone the listeners.
Transmigration meant that one's existence was illogical. It meant that one's beginning, middle, and end were all messed up, and in the end, one would be completely buried under the pressure of this world.
But Su Yuhang was still unmoved. He continued to greedily absorb the inheritance left behind by the three pre-Qin warlocks.
The Grandmaster took the initiative to move in the direction they came from. He had no intention of caring about Su Yuhang anymore.
Xu Fugui had no choice but to follow the Grandmaster in the direction they came from.
Four hurricanes began to converge toward the center, blowing away everything that had piled up in the barrier. The storeroom was being cleaned up.
Xu Fugui saw with his own eyes that the coffin was also blown up and fell into a crack. Only God knew where it would fall, or even which era it would fall into.
Su Yuhang continued to crouch there, unconcerned by the approaching hurricanes. He quietly comprehended, unable to extricate himself.
The Grandmaster entered the crack first. Xu Fugui stood at the mouth of the crack and continued to shout, "Da Hang, let's go, Da Hang!"
Su Yuhang waved his hand, indicating that Fugui should go first.
Seeing that a hurricane was about to sweep past, Fugui could only grit his teeth and enter the crack.
…
After leaving the crack, Xu Fugui saw the Grandmaster sitting cross-legged. His soul had already returned to his body, and he was stretching.
"The Poor Monk thought that you would stay to accompany your friend," the Grandmaster said with a smile.
"What do you mean, Grandmaster?"
The Grandmaster shook his head. "The Poor Monk is old, and the next train is almost here. He only wants to find an opportunity to see the scenery of other worlds, and then quickly return to the earth. He doesn't want to care about anything else.
Fugui, take care of yourself. If you can't make a decision, you'll be in trouble. You might treat him as a friend, but he might treat you as a fool. "
With that, the Grandmaster got up and left the room.
Xu Fugui sat back in his body, and his soul returned. He looked at his palms tiredly, a contemplative expression on his face.
…
The four hurricanes were rapidly approaching. The crack that they had come from had already been swallowed up, and there was no way out for Su Yuhang.
However, Su Yuhang still leisurely comprehended everything before slowly opening his eyes. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips. He had eaten his fill from this wave of inheritance. This trip to hell had not been in vain.
The four hurricanes were already approaching, but Su Yuhang still appeared very indifferent. He slowly stood up.
At this moment, a beam of white light fell and enveloped him. This was a summon from the story world, which meant that the listener was about to enter the story world.
Su Bai's figure disappeared just like that, along with his physical body in the small room.
Xu Fugui watched as the white light took Su Yuhang's physical body away, and the light in his eyes slowly dimmed.
…
"There's no need for you to make such a big fuss."
After the white light disappeared, Su Yuhang appeared in a study. Sitting on a chair in the study was Sir Zhao, who was holding a book in his hand.
"He should know by now."
Sir Zhao said as he took a sip of coffee.
"He already knew," Su Yuhang replied calmly.
"Then you must act quickly." Sir Zhao smiled. "Are you confident that you can use factors outside the rules to kill a listener who is about to reach the Dao Realm?"
"I am." Su Yuhang was still as calm and indifferent as ever. "Because he is my good friend."
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