I have a city in another world

Chapter 7025 It was him!

Olivia, standing in the crowd, stared wide-eyed in astonishment, her gaze fixed on the twisted figure that had just risen from the sinkhole.

Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and it almost stopped beating.

On the chest of that twisted figure, a dark emblem composed of intertwined thorns and broken stars clearly came into her view.

She recognized the origin of this strange emblem at a glance.

Previously, in that dusty, secret room, she had collected a batch of custom-made tools with a strong otherworldly style.

Whether it's the pliers engraved with intricate runes or the strange lens with a miniature energy matrix embedded inside, both are engraved with the exact same pattern as the emblem before us.

This situation can only mean that the items left in the secret room are closely related to the terrifying being that crawled out of the remnants of the false god.

But, how is this possible?

Olivia had assumed that, with the passage of time, after leaving that secret room, she would never see anything related to that unique emblem again.

The story of the emblem and its owner is just an insignificant past buried by time.

She never imagined that she would cross paths with the owner of the emblem again in such a terrifying way.

This bizarre being, which struggled to emerge from mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and filthy pus, also wore the same emblem.

A chilling thought began to churn uncontrollably in her mind: the twisted figure in the deep pit was very likely the owner of that secret chamber.

At the very least, it has the most direct and closest connection with him.

If that's the case, then the truth behind it is simply too unbelievable.

Based on the location of the secret room and the style of its furnishings and layout, Olivia deduced the identity and power of the room's owner.

The other party should be a formal cultivator, with a cultivation level of around the second or third rank. Although he has ingenious ideas, his living standards are quite poor and difficult.

In this hierarchical secret realm, such strength is only enough to qualify one to establish a small laboratory in the outer area.

He was neither qualified nor capable of touching the core area of ​​the secret realm, so his heart was filled with dissatisfaction and longing.

The depths of the secret realm are the exclusive domains of high-level cultivators, representatives of powerful forces, and those with profound backgrounds. Whether in terms of strength, resources, or knowledge, the existence of those core areas is enough to completely overwhelm this outer chamber's owner.

The difference in strength between the two sides is so vast, like a firefly compared to the bright moon. How could a low-level researcher on the periphery possibly transform into such a terrifying existence?

Olivia was completely baffled; the chain of logic broke down here.

At that moment, a strange chill crept up her spine, even making her feel a little panicked.

The tools she had previously treasured in the secret room now suddenly felt hot to the touch, as if they were tainted by some ominous curse.

Tang Zhen hovered in mid-air, his calm gaze meeting the twisted figure at the bottom of the pit. In truth, deep in his heart, he also harbored similar doubts as Olivia.

Based on his understanding and deciphering of the Heavenly Dao runes, along with the contents of the secret room log, he was now basically certain.

This figure, whose features are obscured and who exudes a strong sense of resentment and ancient aura, is very likely the true owner of that secret chamber.

The logbook left behind by the other party, which recorded their research insights and ambitions, is still stored in Tang Zhen's storage equipment.

Later in the log, the other party did indeed mention in excited writing that they were not satisfied with the research on the periphery and wanted to find an opportunity to go deep into the secret realm to realize their ideas.

The log also mentions fragments of divine remains and his wildly imaginative creative methods.

Could it be... that this chaotic, contradictory, and bizarre pseudo-god body is a creation he made using his own ideas?
If that's true, it's truly astonishing.

Tang Zhen was certain that behind this unbelievable scene lay a tortuous and bizarre story, full of unknown risks and crazy choices.

The story may be interesting, but much of it is chilling and thrilling.

If it were a different time or place, Tang Zhen might have been very interested and sat down to listen quietly to the other person recount this experience that spanned many years.

After all, as an observer, one cannot help but feel amazed and bewildered by even the smallest details.

If the other person's story is unique enough and their personality is interesting enough, he wouldn't even mind treating them to a glass of fine vintage wine as a form of comfort.

But at this moment, feeling the intense resentment and destructive emotions emanating from the other party, almost solidified into a tangible force, Tang Zhen knew in his heart that there was absolutely no possibility of this matter being resolved peacefully.

His earth-shattering sword strike had personally destroyed the false god's body, which the opponent had painstakingly built up over countless hours and endured immense suffering.

It destroyed the opponent's hope and path to reaching the throne of God and solidifying their divine status.

This is an irreconcilable and indelible hatred, a deep-seated grudge that cannot be erased.

Given the chance, he would surely grind Tang Zhen to dust to vent his hatred.

If it were Tang Zhen, he would probably have the same thoughts.

However, the path of cultivation is like rowing against the current; in the previous situation, it was either you or me who would die.

Since these are the rules, there's no need to say more. Just adjust your mindset, concentrate, and prepare for the upcoming battle.

It's better to drink and celebrate while stepping on the corpses of your enemies than to die a bloody death yourself, like a stray dog ​​left to rot in the desolate and hopeless ruins of a secret realm.

Tang Zhen was mentally prepared, anticipating that what followed might be an even more dangerous and intense battle.

This is definitely not a good thing for him.

Previously, in order to severely damage the false god, he exhausted his hard-won source of power. The sword strike that touched the rules also caused a considerable burden and consumption on himself.

He was unable to unleash a similar powerful attack again in a short period of time.

The figure in the pit was indeed as small as an ant compared to the previously mentioned hundred-meter-tall pseudo-god body.

Tang Zhen, however, dared not judge a book by its cover, nor did he dare to look down on the other party because of it.

From within that twisted, eerie figure, radiating an ominous aura, he could vaguely sense a deadly threat.

According to Tang Zhen's speculation, the other party coexisted with the fragments of the divine remains for an unimaginably long period of time and stole the authority of the gods. It is highly likely that he cultivated forbidden divine arts in order to prepare for any eventuality.

Given the current situation, and my poor condition, it is no longer suitable for me to continue fighting desperately.

That group of wizards was numerous, but they might not be of much use. Even the several ninth-level cultivators could not provide much assistance.

When faced with divine magic based on rules, ordinary spells and equipment are truly no different from paper.

Tang Zhen has trump cards, but using them will come at a price, only worsening his situation.

Fortunately, the evil spirit controlling the general puppet was destroyed because Wei Shen's body collapsed; otherwise, the situation would have been even worse.

Ideally, the best outcome would be to keep this formidable opponent in check and prevent another battle from breaking out.

If Tang Zhen were to anger this mad and bizarre individual and be forced to unleash his most powerful and forbidden techniques, he might become the target of an unknown divine spell, with unimaginable consequences.