My Mysterious Left Hand

Chapter 108 Taking the Human Race of the Spirit Realm Away

He was not an indecisive person; he acted on his thoughts, his divine will enveloping the entire ancient city like a net.

The houses in the city were neatly arranged, the streets and alleys were crisscrossed, and the people came and went as usual, completely unaware that there was a "god" looking down from the sky.

"The races of this world are naturally close to the Dao; it would be a pity to leave them here and let them perish along with the Spirit Realm."

With a slight thought, he directly moved everyone within ten thousand miles of the city to the city's interior.

The next moment, the nine illusory images of the Great Grotto-heavens slowly rotated behind him, and the divine power of time and space spread out like a tide.

"Star Realm Grotto, Anchor Space".

"Jingyuan Grotto protects life."

"The Chaotic Grotto-Heaven encompasses all things."

Li Chen formed hand seals, each movement causing ripples of rules to spread.

Silver-gray spacetime divine power surged from his palm, transforming into countless fine threads of light that descended from the sky, silently seeping into every corner of the city.

The foundation stones of the city walls, the bluestone of the streets, the roof tiles and beams, and even every inch of soil were permeated.

These light threads are not destructive, but rather weave an invisible spacetime net at the "boundary" of the city, "cutting" and "wrapping" the entire city and the earth's fundamental source at a certain depth below it from the vast surrounding spirit world.

"receive."

Li Chen spoke softly.

In an instant, with the city walls as the boundary, the entire city, along with all its buildings, vegetation, living beings, and even some of the earth's spiritual energy, was "stripped" from the earth by an invisible force.

From the outside, the original site of the city suddenly dips down, forming a regular, huge basin with smooth, mirror-like edges. The city itself is shrouded in a hazy, silvery-gray halo, while the scene inside the halo remains unchanged.

But beyond the halo, it was completely sealed off by a thick, churning gray-white mist.

Inside the city.

At first, no one noticed anything unusual.

The sun was shining, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

Until a woodcutter, as usual, carried his firewood toward the west gate, the usual exit from the city, preparing to go to the nearby woods.

He walked to the vicinity of the city gate, only to find to his astonishment that the place, which should have been an open gate leading to the road outside the city, was now replaced by an endless, thick fog.

The mist was as solid as a wall, and no matter how he tried, he could not take a single step inside. When he reached out to touch it, he only felt a cold void.

"Fog—such thick fog! Where are the city gates? Where is the road?"

The woodcutter shouted in panic.

His shouts attracted the city gate guards and nearby residents.

The crowd gathered at the city gate, their faces filled with bewilderment and fear as they gazed at the eerie mist that seemed to devour everything.

"The East Gate too!"

"The south gate is foggy too!"

"We can't get out through the north gate either! It's completely blocked by fog!"

Panic spread rapidly throughout the city like a plague.

People spread the news and rushed to the city gates, only to find in despair that the entire city was completely enveloped by an impenetrable fog, becoming a huge "island".

The sky was still visible, but the sunlight seemed somewhat hazy.

When someone tries to shoot an arrow or throw a stone into the sky, the arrow and stone fly to a certain height and then fall helplessly as if hitting an invisible barrier.

"We're trapped!"

"Is it divine punishment? Or the work of a demon?"

"Where are the government officials? They need to think of something quickly!"

Chaos is gradually emerging in the city.

Taking advantage of the chaos, some thugs began to vandalize, loot, and burn, claiming that the end of the world was coming and that they should enjoy themselves while they could.

Even worse, some incited crowds to storm the government granary in an attempt to seize supplies.

It's true—people like this appear in every world.

Li Chen understood, after all, what he was doing was terrifying to the people inside.

However, I intend to take all the people of this world with me, so chaos is definitely not allowed.

Within the city, the government officials and soldiers tried their best to maintain order, but they were powerless in the face of this bizarre situation beyond their comprehension and the surging, panicked crowd.

Just as a granary was breached by a mob, several men with ferocious faces brandished clubs and lunged at the old official guarding the granary, and a tragedy seemed imminent—

"Boom!"

A dazzling silver bolt of lightning struck down from the clear sky without warning, hitting the ringleaders of the riot with perfect accuracy.

There was no deafening thunder, only a crisp cracking sound.

A flash of silver light, and the thugs froze instantly, then collapsed to the ground, their bodies charred black, lifeless, their clubs turning to ashes.

The old official, who was standing nearby, and the scattered grain sacks nearby were completely unharmed.

This scene stunned the entire audience.

Everyone looked up at the sky in terror, only to find it clear and cloudless, though the aftershocks of the lightning seemed to still crackle in the air.

"Heavens—the gods have appeared?!"

"This is a warning! No disorderly conduct allowed!"

"Kneel down! Beg the gods for forgiveness!"

The chaos came to an abrupt end.

The people knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly towards the sky.

The other petty thieves, who had been itching to make a move, were immediately terrified and retreated back into the crowd, no longer daring to act rashly.

The officials in the government office hurriedly straightened their clothes and led their subordinates to kneel and pray to the heavens for peace.

They vaguely sensed that the fog and lightning might not be a calamity, but rather an intervention from a higher level of existence that they could not comprehend.

As far as they knew, their world had immortals countless ages ago.

Some people can't help but wonder, has the age of immortals arrived?

Or perhaps an immortal being has returned?

Order was temporarily restored within the city amidst fear and awe.

The instigator of all this, Li Chen, had already left the spatial coordinates of this city.

He temporarily stored this "city model," which was enveloped and shrunk by the power of spacetime, in the embryonic space of the [Chaos Cave Heaven].

The place was in the beginning of chaos and was temporarily desolate, but it was enough to accommodate these creatures for a short time. He deliberately adjusted the flow of time to be almost still so that the creatures there would not change due to the passage of time.

"The efficiency is too slow; a larger scale is needed."

Li Chen frowned slightly; taking on an entire city at once would be a negligible expense for him.

However, the spirit realm is vast, with human settlements scattered throughout.

He sensed the time imprint left by Qin Xiaotian and the others.

"There are approximately two more days of spirit world time remaining —"

Without further hesitation, he blurred into nine faint afterimages, which simultaneously teleported away in different directions.

Each illusory figure carries a portion of his divine sense and the power of his grotto-heaven, enough to independently "cut and pack" small and medium-sized towns or large villages.

He's so fast that if he can deduce where people are, he can teleport directly there.

Anyway, there aren't nearly as many humans left in this world as you might imagine. Two days should be enough.

In the time that followed, in all parts of the spirit world, one after another, walls of mist, impenetrable to any human settlement, began to rise silently around them.

The internal situation also experienced initial panic, small-scale unrest, and the precise warning of the silver lightning that punished the troublemakers.

Li Chen's nine clones worked efficiently, peeling off one "Misty Isle" after another from the Spirit Realm and sending them to the Chaos Cave for temporary storage.

When the deadline for the Spirit Realm time arrived, Li Chen's nine clones returned to his main body.

He roughly estimated that it had already included 87 towns and nearly a thousand villages of various sizes.

The total population is probably over 100 million.

These creatures, along with their environment, have been preserved intact.

This world is too big; this is all I can take with me.

Li Chen did not linger any longer. He took a step and returned to the boundless Gobi Desert where he had first entered the Spirit Realm.