The miniature world is about to open, and with it comes increasing danger, as the natives will launch their final frenzied hunt for blood offerings. The exit is destined to become a blood-soaked battleground, where powerful beings will surely blockade and unleash carnage. Though the exit is vast and difficult to defend, it remains fraught with peril. No genius dares be careless—all are conserving their strength.
The night passes quietly. Little Rascal and the others have nearly all made breakthroughs, reaping immense benefits. In the sky, the Jade Rabbit descends, while on the horizon, flames flicker as the Golden Crow rises. The divine carpet flies outward, and everyone remains cautious, no longer recklessly seeking opportunities. The final moments demand the utmost vigilance—one misstep could mean annihilation.
True enough, slaughter spreads across the mountains and plains as the natives riot, hunting down numerous prodigies in a great massacre. Many humanoid natives, more savage than beasts, roam the land—some with horns, others with wings. Countless young geniuses fall, their potential cut short, while the natives, unrestrained and ancient, dominate. These fallen prodigies, once the pride of their clans, now pale in the face of this gathering of titans.
The death toll is staggering—already over eighty percent have perished, leaving fewer than twenty percent alive. The path is littered with bloodstains, a silent testament to the carnage. Little Rascal leaps from the Void Beast hide several times to aid the weak, but it changes little. The world is fated to drown in blood.
At noon, as the sun climbs high, they pass a great marsh. The crimson bird spots two figures—a middle-aged man and an elderly one with graying hair: Yu Kun and Yu Wen Cheng of the Rain Clan. “It’s really them!” The Nine-Headed Lion, newly empowered, doesn’t wait for Little Rascal’s command. It leaps from the divine carpet, charging at the duo—the Rain Clan had once targeted it alongside Little Rascal, nearly killing it.
Yu Kun and Yu Wen Cheng are anxious, having lingered too long in this world. As Sealers, they are powerful but fear dying here ignobly. Most of their juniors have already fallen, leaving only Yu Zi Mo, who sought out Shi Yi. They dread facing their clan upon return.
Golden radiance surges as the Nine-Headed Lion dives, startling the two. In just a short time, this ancient descendant has grown stronger. “I’m coming too!” The crimson bird caws, flapping its wings and brandishing a black pot as it charges.
The battle erupts. The Rain Clan’s two elites are shocked—they’re not winning! The Three-Eyed Clan warrior, the Five-Colored Luan Bird, the Purple Marten, and the Fire Crow press forward. Seeing Little Rascal and Huo Ling’er together, backed by several Sealers, the Rain Clan duo panics.
“Nothing left to say. Time to send you off,” Little Rascal declares.
“You’re courting death!” The two, realizing they’re outmatched, unleash their seals in desperation, preparing to slaughter.
“Boom!” Little Rascal swings his broken sword, unleashing a vast wave of sword energy. The duo shriek, unable to resist—this is a relic of the saints. They tumble backward, but it’s too late. Once their seals are broken, the world’s rules will soon claim them.
A bloody chain of order streaks down like lightning, slicing them in half before their bodies explode into ash.
“How terrifying!” The onlookers pale. The world’s rules are merciless.
Hours later, Little Rascal leads a hunt for survivors from the four great clans—only Sealers remain. The tables have turned. “You won’t escape death once we leave,” one snarls.
“Sadly, you won’t live to see that day.” Their fates are sealed—some slain, others destroyed by the world’s rules.
“Ah, being invincible is so lonely,” the crimson bird sighs dramatically.
“Monkey King’s here!” the Divine Striking Stone shouts. The crimson bird nearly bolts before realizing it’s a prank.
Then, a deafening roar shakes the earth. A towering golden figure, as tall as a mountain, approaches—the Monkey King.
“It’s really him this time!” Panic spreads. The Monkey King, enraged over losing two saint herbs and divine wine, blocks the exit, vowing bloodshed.
“No one escapes!” Its roar shakes the land.
As the sun rises again, the world trembles. A massive gate opens, connecting to the outside. A jade bird dashes out first—only to be crushed by the Monkey King’s finger.
“Charge together! It can’t stop us all!” someone yells.
But no one volunteers. Time ticks away—delay means being trapped for centuries.
Finally, a surge of desperate creatures rushes the gate. The Monkey King unleashes a thunderous roar, killing many outright. Survivors stagger, ears bleeding.
A colossal foot stomps, pulverizing more. Over a hundred geniuses perish in moments.
Pure-blood creatures attempt breakthroughs, but even they fail. The Bi Fang, wielding a treasure, is forced back, bloodied.
Half a day passes. No one escapes.
“You all die here!” the Monkey King roars.
Then, a calm voice cuts through the chaos: “Do you truly believe you rule this world?”
“Who?!” the Monkey King snarls.
“Step aside, lest you invite disaster.”
“It’s… the Human Emperor!” someone gasps.
On the divine carpet, the Sealers recognize the voice. Huo Ling’er beams—safety is assured.
“You may reign outside, but you cannot enter here!” the Monkey King retorts.
A golden wave crashes down, hurling the Monkey King back, blood spraying from its mouth.
The Human Emperor has intervened.
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