The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

The crack started from one point and spread rapidly to both sides, its length expanding to an unseen limit within seconds.

The edges of the crack were not black—they were white.

Furthermore, the white color is blinding.

The moment the crack completely opened, something fell out with a "whoosh".

That thing was enormous.

Even when separated by tens of thousands of miles, they are still the size of a fist.

Most importantly, that thing emitted a seven-colored light.

It's not the gradual change of seven colors like a rainbow, but rather all seven colors existing and flashing simultaneously.

The colors red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet intertwine, turning the entire sky into a flowing oil painting.

After it slid down through the crack in the sky, it did not fall rapidly like a meteor, but drifted down at an extremely slow speed.

Drifting towards the sea.

The seven-colored light continued to spread outward as it descended, making the night sky appear to brighten and dim intermittently.

It was as if someone had turned on a giant neon light in the sky.

People all over the world who looked up at the sky saw this scene.

Whether you're in a high-rise building in Sherlock, along a street lined with cherry blossoms, in a square with a lighthouse, or on the African savanna.

If you look up, you can see the crack and the colorful gem slowly sinking into the ocean.

Its light was so bright that the entire night sky of the Earth was shrouded in these seven colors.

Su Qiong stood there, her expression suddenly changing when she saw the gemstone, her pupils shrinking sharply.

Because in her perception, that thing felt extremely dangerous.

And... it's the kind of physiological reaction that only occurs when you sense deadly danger on the battlefield.

Jiang Shu, who was standing nearby, also saw it.

Her tablet slipped from her hand.

He froze on the spot, head tilted back, mouth slightly open.

Neither of them spoke.

The wind blew in from the sea, carrying a salty, fishy smell, making the tent's canvas flutter loudly.

The seven-colored light shone on their faces, sometimes red, sometimes blue, and sometimes purple.

The gem is still falling.

Getting closer.

It's getting brighter and brighter.

And around the world, countless eyes were watching this scene simultaneously.

……

As soon as Gu Xu finished speaking, the five servants of calamity moved almost simultaneously.

There was no hesitation, no probing, not even a glance.

The Ghost Bride struck first once again!

The moment she emerged from the Styx palanquin, she resembled a solidified cloud of blood-red smoke.

The blood-red wedding dress fluttered in the windless courtyard, making a soft rustling sound, like countless people weeping softly at the same time.

His eyes were as black as ink, and the look he gave the fallen god Ebisu carried a coldness that seemed otherworldly.

Then she spoke.

Her voice was soft and gentle, carrying the tenderness unique to women from secluded boudoirs of the old days.

But what's wrapped in that soft warmth can freeze your very soul.

"My husband and I are having a wedding banquet... We cannot allow uninvited guests to disrupt it."

The realm of underworld marriage unfolds.

Starting from the feet of the Bride of the Demons, a circle of dark red light rapidly spread outwards from her center.

Where the light streaked across, the gray-white gravel ground transformed into a wedding hall draped in red silk.

Bright red "wedding wine" gushed out of the dried-up ditch.

The yellow talismans hanging on the withered cherry trees were replaced by red ribbons.

A strange smell, a mixture of incense and blood, filled the air.

The entire courtyard was transformed into a giant wedding venue in just two seconds.

However, the way this wedding was arranged would probably make any normal wedding planner quit on the spot.

Red is everywhere.

A deep, almost blackish red.

The rules of the underworld marriage realm began to weigh heavily on the fallen god Ebisu.

According to the effect of the entry, all enemies pulled into the underworld marriage domain have their attack power reduced to zero and have to pay "gift money".

If this combination of attacks were used against an ordinary boss, it would basically be a death sentence.

But the fallen god Ebisu is no ordinary boss.

The moment the dark red light patterns of the Underworld Marriage Domain came into contact with the layer of yellow foul air surrounding Ebisu's body, things went wrong.

That layer of yellowish, foul air was not ordinary poisonous fog.

That's the domain effect of the Yellow Springs' filth body—a conceptual level.

Two conceptual fields have collided head-on.

Gu Xu stood at a distance, watching this scene unfold.

The red silk of the underworld marriage domain tried to wrap around Ebisu's body, but the foul air of the underworld seemed to have its own will, pushing it outwards frantically.

For every inch the red light pattern advances, it is swallowed up by half an inch by the yellow foul air.

The two forces tangled together in the air above the courtyard, their red and yellow hues intertwined, hissing and emitting smoke.

The sound was like water being poured onto a red-hot iron plate.

The ground in the courtyard began to crack under the impact of this force.

The rubble was blown away, and the ground that had been turned into red silk by the Netherworld Marriage Domain was turned up piece by piece, revealing the soil underneath that had been tainted by the Yellow Springs' filth and turned grayish-black.

"Um?"

The ghost bride frowned slightly.

This was the first time Gu Xu had seen her frown.

From the moment she was summoned until now, no matter what enemy she faces, this ghost bride either has a gentle, eerie smile on her face or a cold, expressionless face that seems unnatural.

But now she frowned.

It wasn't because the Underworld Marriage Domain couldn't hold on, but because the other party's domain was resisting her head-on.

Gu Xu knew what this meant.

The Underworld Marriage Domain is a conceptual-level domain skill, but the Yellow Springs Impure Body is also a conceptual-level skill.

When two concepts of the same level collide head-on, the competition is not about whose description is more fancy, but whose underlying rules are more robust.

Clearly, the Ghost Bride's Underworld Marriage Domain is no weaker than her opponent's in terms of the sheer hardness of its rules.

But Ebisu has an advantage that the Cursed Bride doesn't—home advantage.

This is the hidden realm of Izumo.

This is the land of the dead. Every inch of this land is permeated with the filth of the underworld.

Ebisu took root in this polluted land, which is like a tree connecting to the entire earth, challenging you.

You can uproot a tree, but you can't uproot a piece of land.

The domain offset lasted for about ten seconds.

The final result was that the Ghost Marriage Domain did not fully cover Ebisu.

But it wasn't pushed back.

The two domains reached a kind of dynamic equilibrium in an extremely violent way.

The Underworld Marriage Domain successfully devoured approximately one-third of Ebisu's Impure World Domain.

Within this one-third of the area, the ground had turned into a red wedding hall, and the air was filled with the scent of incense from a ghost marriage. The suppressive effect of the rules of the Ghost Marriage Domain was functioning normally.

However, the remaining two-thirds are still firmly held by the Yellow Springs' filthy soil.

A hint of resentment flashed in the eyes of the ghost bride, but she did not continue to push.

She was very clear about her role—she didn't need to kill the worm by herself; she just needed to reduce its territory to a level where others could take action.