Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 513 - 512 Talk about it

Yan Shan felt the murky black mud completely envelop his body.

Zhou Bai slowly walked past him in his last line of sight, his face seeming to constantly melt away to reveal the pitch-black filth beneath.

A cold voice emanated from that distorted form.

"Originally, before the Dao debate, I just wanted to cultivate quietly and live the life of an ordinary student…"

"You really shouldn't have meddled so much."

Yan Shan kept unleashing the force of his Primordial Spirit, yet felt it crazily eroded whenever it left his body.

He wanted to speak but couldn't shout a single word; he could only watch as his vision was covered by darkness and his consciousness grew increasingly dim, finally losing consciousness completely.

In a hazy daze, he seemed to enter a dream.

In the dream, he found himself at the boundary position 2000 meters high in Central City, looking out over the endless black land, hearing continuous faint whispering by his ears, sounding like rustling, enticing yet unclear.

An overwhelming feeling of despair continuously fused into his heart.

He slowly took out a dagger, and heard constant cries of alarm from behind.

Turning his head, he saw a large group of guards, and also Meng Ruocun and Qiu Xingze, their mouths opening and closing as if anxiously saying something.

But Yan Shan no longer had the interest to listen; he held the dagger and fiercely stabbed it into his own heart.

The next moment, he fell towards the ground like a stone...

Bang!

...

In a room of the Plague Department, Meng Ruocun sat across from Qiu Xingze, her face showing disbelief: "You're saying… Yan Shan disappeared? How is that possible? How can such a big living person just disappear in Central City?"

"What a joke!"

"This is human territory, isn't it?"

Listening to Meng Ruocun's questions, Qiu Xingze sighed softly, "Things aren't so simple. Yan Shan's disappearance is related to 1029."

Meng Ruocun: "1029?"

Thinking that she had cooperated with them before in investigating Central City, Qiu Xingze explained the situation and then said, "1029 possesses a dark power beyond human imagination, and it is also the source of this incident."

"Based on the information we collected, Yan Shan lost his sanity while heading to the station. While running at high speed, he attacked other citizens and was shouting something as if he was under extreme mental stress. Many of his behaviors were like those of other victims attacked by 1029…"

"We suspect that he was attacked by 1029."

Meng Ruocun muttered, "How could this be?"

Qiu Xingze said, "In this incident of 1029 attacks, there were not a few who disappeared on the spot, so I hope you are mentally prepared."

"It's just too absurd…" Meng Ruocun clenched her fists and said word by word, "Don't you all find this too absurd?"

"A perfectly fine person... just disappears... just vanishes..."

"What kind of world is this... How long does Heavenly Dao intend to keep twisting..."

Watching the somewhat agitated Meng Ruocun, Qiu Xingze sighed, "I don't know. But until the distortion of Heavenly Dao ends, all we can do is try our best to resist him and try to survive." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"That might be the only way we, as humans, can fight against him."

Meng Ruocun spoke slowly, "I need to go back. I must return to Central City immediately…"

Although she had known since childhood that this world was extremely dangerous and that cultivation itself was like walking a tightrope, the stronger one's strength, the more dangerous any anomaly could become.

Powerful cultivators could also lose their sanity in an instant, their years of cultivation amounting to nothing.

But this time, the incident with Yan Shan had a more severe impact on Meng Ruocun.

Because Yan Shan wasn't lost to demonic possession during cultivation, but was attacked by a monster.

A being of the seventh realm, a child of the god of the Plague Department, was killed without any resistance, his body neither found in life nor in death.

A strong sense of crisis surged within Meng Ruocun, making her eager to return to Central City quickly.

As Qiu Xingze escorted her away from the office, Meng Ruocun could see a large number of staff continually moving in, mixed with many cultivators.

Meng Ruocun asked, "Who are they?"

Qiu Xingze replied, "Oh, they are reinforcements that have just arrived. With such a severe distortion phenomenon occurring here in Donghua City, the Plague Department will not let it go."

Observing more and more staff and some cultivators among them, some of whom even had a stronger aura than hers, Meng Ruocun thought to herself, 'Knowing it's dangerous… yet they still came?'

'This world, while dangerous…'

'As long as one wields stronger power and higher status, naturally countless people will come to take risks on my behalf and solve various problems for me.'

With a longing for power and authority, Meng Ruocun returned to Central City.

In the following days, more cultivators from the Plague Department were stationed in Donghua City to study, explore, and search the event but found nothing conclusive.

Yan Shan seemed to have completely disappeared, his whereabouts never discovered again.

The influx of so many Plague Department cultivators and their various domineering and forceful searches caused chaos in Donghua City, even affecting the normal teaching at Donghua Dao School.

After several protests by the Three Pure Dao School and a stern warning from Elder Jiaojiao, the Plague Department finally restrained themselves.

Most of them hurried through the dark corners of Donghua City, particularly interested in some strange phenomena.

…

In a daze, Yan Shan slowly opened his eyes and suddenly looked at his body, finding himself unharmed and as healthy as could be, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you awake?"

The familiar voice came, and Yan Shan looked over to see Zhou Bai lying on a couch, holding a cat, stroking it while reading a book.

Instantly, chills ran down Yan Shan's spine, in his eyes, Zhou Bai was not human but a monster wearing human skin.

"There's no need to be nervous, you're not dead yet," Zhou Bai spoke leisurely, "But don't try anything unnecessary. If you make any move, I can stop you instantly. You can't escape."

"This place is also very secluded, even if you make some noise, no one will find out."

Yan Shan didn't speak, just glanced at the book in the other's hands, then looked around the environment he was in.

A huge room, surrounded by misplaced equipment from the Plague Department.

Not just equipment, but a large amount of books and experimental materials were randomly scattered on the ground.

A realization dawned in Yan Shan's mind: 'Is he researching the Plague Department's materials and experiments?'

At the same time, Zhou Bai said, "Let's talk, there are many things I want to ask you, and I guess you feel the same?"