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Chapter 3911

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Every hundred thousand years, there would be a cycle. The weak energy of the Primal Chaos would gradually grow stronger, until one day, the living beings of the Three Realms would fall into a boundless hell.

The people who had witnessed this catastrophe 100,000 years ago had already disappeared.

However, the records and the [Ghost Bell], which could sense the existence of the apocalypse, were left behind.

Anyone who had read those records would not want such a catastrophe to happen a second time.

Thus, what was originally just a battle of interests, a battle of personal desires, has turned into an encirclement and suppression of the Shen Musicians by all the forces in the entire Xiuxian Continent.

It turned out that back then, the Shen Musician was besieged and strangled, his entire family slaughtered.

It was not only because the God Musicians were too powerful and had become a thorn in the side of others.

It was because of Seven Brilliance.

Besieged on all sides, swaying in the wind and rain.

No matter how powerful the Baili Yinlou was, no matter how strong the God Musicians were, they couldn't possibly go against all the sects in the entire Xiuxian Continent.

In order to get rid of Qi Huang, someone captured Baili Yinlou's husband, parents, and children as a threat.

He even killed her child in front of her.

The Hundred Miles Sound Channel broke down. In the end, she had no choice but to agree to their request.

He had tricked Qi Huang into the Great Killing Formation that had been set up long ago.

Even when the flames in the array started to burn, Seven Brilliance did not believe that the friend he had always protected and trusted would betray him.

The flames were too painful for him. Each flame contained the scripture that the old monk had chanted.

It was as if a sharp knife was cutting open his flesh and soul inch by inch, and then cutting them into pieces.

Qi Huang cried out in pain.

He looked at the familiar figure outside the formation and stretched out his hand.

He remembered what Baili Liuyin had said before he died. In the future, someone would definitely appear to bring him out of the darkness, allowing him to experience life.

Seven Brilliance had always believed in him, waiting quietly in the darkness.

When he heard Baili Yinlou's voice, he thought that he had finally seen the sunshine that belonged to him.

But at this moment, the sunlight that he trusted and protected had personally pushed him into an abyss of eternal damnation.

Baili Yinlou didn't dare to look at Qi Huang's expectant and pleading eyes. She had a complete mental breakdown and fainted in her husband's arms.

The people of Godly Musicians, who were already badly wounded and could no longer hold on, retreated in embarrassment.

All that was left was the young man who was once filled with hope and curiosity and wanted to accept the whole world. In the raging fire, his innocence faded away bit by bit, and he became a malicious spirit that crawled out from the abyss.

His pure heart was smeared bit by bit, and from then on, he would never be able to recover.

[Armageddon] became a true [Armageddon].

Mu Yan doesn't know how long Qi Huang has been burning in the raging flames.

She could not empathize with that kind of pain, and her senses in the illusion were so dull and numb, but she also felt endless despair.

This torture was too long and too torturous, so much so that Qi Huang slowly imagined another version of himself.

Vicious, dark, cruel, paranoid.

Because only then would he not be deceived by cunning humans, and he would not have feelings for anyone.

Only such a [Demon of World Destroyer] would have the heart to destroy the world.

He wanted to annihilate all living beings in the world.

He wanted the sunlight to disappear and the earth to return to darkness and coldness.

Without light, he would not desire.

Without warmth, he would not be hurt.

Without hope, he … would never despair again.

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