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Chapter 800 The Heart of a High-Ranking Man

Every word the Blood-Clad Demon God uttered violated taboos, and the citizens of Hanhai could not hear what he was saying at all; only Gao Ming and Ming Tai could hear him clearly.

"Perhaps long ago, the deep world was not as terrifying as it appears to us now. It was simply shrouded in darkness for too long, which is why it has become what it is today."

The Blood City lords present had already withdrawn their gazes; they had all sensed the wrath of a distant being and ceased their interference.

The blood-clad fiend stood alone under the night sky, his chains piercing through dreams and reality, unrestrained and without taboo. He was like a bird about to break free of its cage, or a fish about to leap out of the sea.

Under some kind of powerful pressure, the Blood-Clad Fiend didn't retreat even half a step, his eyes fixed on a certain direction.

"If I don't even have the courage to look you in the eye, how can I be called a demon god?"

Sensing the provocation, the branches and leaves in the farthest night sky trembled, and black veins broke off. The next moment, one of the blood-clad fiend's eyes exploded.

The attacks of fate leave no trace, cannot be predicted or observed, but rather influence through different branches of destiny, standing in the past and future to destroy the present.

"It doesn't matter how many times this body dies. Let's see if you find my true form first, or if I take over Blood City first." The Blood-Clad Fiend God exuded a kind of madness that other unspeakable beings did not possess.

Upon hearing the words of the Blood-Clad Demon God, the Netherworld Embryo in the wave of curses also frowned slightly. Unlike Doctor Gao, who had made thorough preparations in advance, he was present in his true form, and destiny had already seen him.

"Was I also tricked by him? This is the only good thing I've ever done in my life, and sure enough... sure enough..." The curse grew hysterically and took root in the Blood City of the Vast Sea. The Netherworld Fetus wasn't very interested in the Blood City of the Vast Sea before, but now it didn't want Dr. Gao to have his way.

More and more black leaf veins broke off from the highest point. The leading blood-clad demon lost both arms and was covered in cracks. The curse on the fetus exploded several times, but he forcibly reassembled it each time.

Below the two malevolent gods, the citizens of Hanhai began to die en masse. Some, in desperation, jumped directly into the Blood City of their nightmares, merging their souls and memories into it to hasten the city's descent. Others, before their souls were scattered, were taken into the torture chamber by Gao Ming.

The attack of destiny swept indiscriminately over everyone, even the evil god paid a heavy price, and the fetus of the underworld erupted with intense hatred, but Gao Ming was the only exception present.

The flesh-and-blood demon's body, which had just partially recovered, shattered into pieces, falling away one by one. Gao Ming, standing alone on the blood-red steps, held up the beating heart. In the highest night sky, stars fell, and the human world was shrouded in darkness. Shattered destinies cascaded down like black waterfalls, and the heart in Gao Ming's hand seemed to become the only light in the world, a red candle, a blooming flower.

“As long as there is a past, fate will trace it back to its origin; as long as there is a future, fate will block all hope. Why is this person able to avoid fate’s attack? Without a past or a future? How does he exist in the present?” The Blood City Lords’ gazes refocused on Gao Ming. They had initially not taken Gao Ming seriously at all.

The beating heart echoed the blood-soaked city in the nightmare. In Gao Ming's hands, Han Hai touched the edge of reality and nightmare. "Just as I expected, this is the meaning of his existence, this is the reason for his death time and time again!" The blood-clad fiend mocked the being high in the night sky, toying with fate: "You can't find his figure in the river of destiny. He has no talent or special ability, as ordinary as dust. You wouldn't even care about the traces he left behind, because he doesn't even have the right to be seen by you."

All traces of Gao Ming have been deliberately removed, even his real name has been stripped away. Those evil gods did all this for this moment.

Every bloodline on his skin was imbued with the memories of the Blood City of the Vast Sea. Gao Ming was lifted up by the will of all living beings in the Vast Sea, standing in a position even higher than the Fierce God, at the intersection of nightmare and reality. As he raised his heart upward, nightmare and reality converged in his heart!

Countless blood-red buildings stretched from the nightmare into reality; the boundless blood city had finally arrived!
The city that should have died rose from the ground, and the bloodstains that existed only in memory dispelled all unease. The great ghosts and the dead roared and howled in the shadow world of the vast sea. The nightmare rules belonging to the vast sea reshaped their bodies. Those great ghosts who jumped into the blood city of the vast sea before their death were reborn. The aura emanating from their bodies was several times stronger than before, their eyes were stained with blood, and they were surrounded by nightmares.

The colossal tree of destiny in the highest night sky swayed its branches, shaking off the despair of the human world. Who knows how many more people's fates will be changed by this gust of wind? No one can see the future; people only feel that the night sky seems to have become deeper and darker.

Gao Ming's heart became the intersection of Han Hai's reality and nightmare. Blood City descended, and the powerful force brought by that rule allowed him to see a scene he had never seen before: the darkest night, the blood sea in the farthest distance, and the other twelve blood cities standing in different areas of the deep world.

Most of these blood-stained cities are enemies of Han Hai, murderers with blood on their hands, and they seem to have sensed Gao Ming's gaze.

With each heartbeat, Blood City expanded. But just after Zhemeng Town became a complete part of the Vast Sea Blood City, a dazzling light suddenly flashed in the four shrines placed around Gao Ming. The four ghost faces of the flesh-and-blood ghost god supporting Gao Ming were filled with shock and anger. The Blood City ghost patterns on him and Gao Ming's bodies were forcibly twisted. The power they had taken from the Dream Lord's shrine seemed to have gained its own consciousness.

Deeply hidden dream traces intertwined, forming a pair of butterfly wings even larger than Dream Town.

The colorful patterns represent the most dazzling yet despairing dream in the world. If it were Number Two here, his eyes would probably turn red instantly. He was too familiar with this aura, the unknown terror—a dream!

Gao Ming knew that occupying the main shrine of the dream was a very dangerous thing, otherwise the people at Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals would not have treated the shrine as a dangerous object, but he had no other choice at the time.

Despite repeatedly examining the shrine of the dream, Blood Immortal and Blood City Ghost Pattern still underestimated the unknown methods of that being. To this day, neither Blood Immortal nor Gao Ming knows how the other party hid within their bodies.

"It wants to be reborn using your body. This guy has been waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the Blood City of the Vast Sea to descend again!" A clay sculpture of a child shouted a reminder to Gao Ming amidst the waves of curses. These unknown beings were more and more difficult to kill, and more and more cunning and treacherous than the last.

The enormous butterfly wings flew toward Gao Ming's heart, as if to claim it as their own. At the same time, the Blood-Clad Evil God and the Underworld Fetus also returned.

Two malevolent spirits and an unknowable being, all targeting the heart of the high-ranking being.

(End of this chapter)