The Old Man paused, and the woman realized that this was not the place for a conversation.
So, she said, "Let's go, let's get back and rest."
The next second, she gripped something in her hand, activated her supernatural item, and vanished from the spot.
The Old Man and the Child did the same, activating their supernatural items and disappearing in an instant.
What was left behind was a scene of chaos and bewildered faces. These people, who had narrowly escaped death multiple times, exchanged glances, scanning the area for someone who could explain their confusion, but found no one.
Not knowing who reacted first, someone hurriedly picked up the equipment and backpack and ran out...
Some people were still clueless, shrugging and pointing at their temples with their fingers, indicating that someone's brain had gone wrong.
But a small group cursed and quickly grabbed their backpacks and equipment to chase after the people ahead.
"What's wrong with them?"
Fried was at a loss, and after this encounter, he suddenly felt that not having human presence wasn't such a big deal; as long as he was alive.
"Ah!!!!"
Bernice clutched her head and shouted, messing up her hair, urging, "Quick! Let's hurry back too!"
Although Blaine and the other two didn't understand why Bernice was so agitated, they still followed her instructions. Others were doing the same, so the reason couldn't be that Bernice had suddenly gone mad.
Mellen, holding the drone, ran while asking, "What exactly is going on?"
Seeing Bernice out of breath, he quickly assembled the drone and took her luggage.
Without the heavy luggage, Bernice could finally catch her breath and answered in broken sentences, "The situation... is so big, there are also many YouTubers on the scene... Whoever... gets it out first, will go viral!"
Speaking of going viral, the eyes of the four of them lit up.
Yes, tonight's events were so explosive that as long as they got it out, they would definitely go viral!
Moreover, no one could guarantee that the equipment could record the entire event. If they didn't get ahead of others, they might end up with a situation where others had already posted and their later posts would be lackluster.
Thinking of this, they quickened their pace, almost wishing they could sprout wings and fly back to the hotel.
Fried completely forgot his previous epiphany and strode forward with gusto.
As more and more people realized they needed to return to the hotel, pull out the videos on their computers, and quickly seize the first opportunity for the big news, they felt an infinite surge of strength, desperately chasing after those ahead.
Some wanted to take out their phones and send the video on the spot, only to find that the entire city of Mengya had been destroyed, with no signal towers, and hurriedly packed their luggage and left.
After everyone left, the shadow in the corner slightly moved and then retreated back.
The Old Man, the Child, and their clones gathered at the collapsed triangular section of the building. The main body was still controlling the monster from Sanzhu, and if they dissolved their clones, the memory shock might affect the main body, leading to a disaster.
And they couldn't go out either; without the influence of the Sanzhu monster, who knew what satellites could capture.
In addition to their actor group clones, the atmosphere group and stage setup group clones were also huddled here.
These hired audiences had seen nothing but the script from beginning to end, not a shred of reality, including the initial battle between the two mysterious figures and the Sanzhu monster.
In fact,
Before they arrived, the main body had left enough clones to set out early, using the impression left in New York City to successfully guide the SSS-level monster to imagine surpassing SSS-level strength.
Because they had met before, the process of deception was particularly smooth, using any part of it that the monster found unreasonable to add hints. With more than one supernatural ability compared to ordinary people and monsters, creating some unreasonable points was as easy as pie.
Then, the main body, having gained supernatural abilities surpassing SSS-level, used the illusion realm to control the monster, keeping it in a state of illusion and continuously providing it with energy.
After squeezing energy from the monster, the main body then transferred it to them.
This allowed their clones to possess SSS-level strength, enabling them to perfectly present the stage.
The stage setup group was responsible for using the illusion realm to create terrifying existences, while the atmosphere group was responsible for using psychological hints, intimidation, and other supernatural abilities to control the general direction of these people's thoughts.
Otherwise, these audiences would either flee halfway or be scared unconscious. And if no one dared to step forward, the script wouldn't be able to proceed.
The reason those people left in a hurry was also due to psychological hints.
So, the Sanzhu monster, as the energy source, was still doing well.
...
On the other side,
The main body, Qi Yuan, sensed that the clones' energy was no longer being consumed, and his brows relaxed as he reluctantly looked at the monster controlled by the illusion realm.
The Sanzhu monster was too useful, and he really didn't want to kill it.
Unfortunately, it had lost its fighting spirit and killing intent, and even if he captured and released it seven times, it wouldn't work.
Letting it out would not only harm the seedlings but also not produce experience cards, which wasn't a good deal.
He had also considered being a bit more tired and using clones to control the monster all the time, but the risk of a disaster was one thing, and the monster's psychological problems were another.
If it went mad and lost its sanity, acting on instinct, he would be done for.
Even if it was a monster whose domain had been crushed, it had once ascended to SSS-level, and even with a decline in strength, it was still stronger than an ordinary SS-level monster.
Yes, to make the battle traces real and flawless, the Old Man and the Child had truly crushed the domain.
If those YouTubers had accidentally slipped into the domain before resolving the SSS-level monster, they would have found that they couldn't touch anything. However, Qi Yuan's clones wouldn't let this happen, as it would be a blatant slip-up.
In that instant, Qi Yuan transformed the illusionary domain into reality. With the cover of night, two clones quickly covered the traces left by the previous battle.
The difference between an SSS-level supernatural user's domain and an SS-level one was that the SSS-level domain could be manipulated at will. It was no longer a matter of either fully expanding or partially retracting, but became as flexible as a limb.
Controlling the supernatural domain and the monster's domain to forcibly cover and fit together, using the mutual repulsion and fusion of the domains to gently eliminate the monster's domain.
If an SS-level domain was a rough collision, then an SSS-level domain could do some fine work.
The process of covering and eliminating, the Child's supernatural domain, changing from a "black veil" to pure black, was such a process.
The Old Man's paper transformation was also gradually replacing.
If it were an SS-level supernatural domain, the expansion should have been directly turning into pure black, rather than a slow transition.
The situation where the supernatural domain could still be expanded within the monster's domain was because they were in different spatial dimensions, and the domains hadn't reached the point of collision.
However, the monster's domain had ultimately twisted and replaced part of reality, so for a short time, this space would become thin, and it was unclear how long it would take to recover.
The script he had written was not entirely fabricated but was inspired by a premonition dream.

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”