People playing with figurines on Star Railway

"Since things have come to this, let's take care of that Suiyang first!"

To change the subject, Bai Heng simply pointed with his small hand at Fu Yan, who was watching the drama unfold.

"Wait, no?!"

Fu Yan panicked on the spot.

If it were just a Jingyuan, I could still try to work it out, but now it's not just a Jingyuan!

So, is reconciliation possible?

Can I... just keep watching from the sidelines?

Chapter 105 The Otherworld Concert Officially Begins...

Fu Yan is in a panic right now. All he wants is to fight Luo Fu's general and restore the outcome of Teng Xiao and Liao Yuan's battle.

How come so many people with turbulent fates have appeared in the blink of an eye?

How do I fight this? How do I fight this?

Of course, if these guys are like the ones who were previously confused after being pulled into an illusion, then it's easier to handle.

But as it stands, that's not the case.

"Um... I'm just going through the motions, I'm not a bad person."

Fu Yan coughed lightly, indicating his stance.

Bai Heng curled his lip; there weren't many good ones among these Suiyang.

Jingliu weighed the ice sword in her hand. She didn't have a good impression of Suiyang at all. Although she didn't kill him all, he was basically the kind of person who would kill her if he messed with her.

After all, this is the fault of a certain tyrant who was destined to perish.

As Bai Heng spoke, everyone present turned their attention to Fu Yan.

"Oh yeah, I think this is the guy I came here for!"

Jingyuan looked at Fuyan, as if she had just remembered this matter.

"what?"

Fu Yan was a little dumbfounded; she didn't think she had called you.

"What do you mean?"

Jingliu and Baiheng asked

"I was on tour when I sensed that someone wanted to fight me, and in the blink of an eye, I ended up here."

"........."

Listening to Jing Yuan's words, Jing Yuan roughly confirmed that Jing Yuan was someone similar to General Qing.

However, General Qing came here by accidentally being drawn into a spacetime rift while fighting with Future Illusion, while this person seems to have been drawn here by some kind of will.

How to say this?

So, this timeline of yours belongs to the grand stage, right?

The grand stage under the stars—come if you have a grudge!

Thinking of this, Jing Yuan looked at the floating smoke over there, and at the same time, a phantom of a divine lord appeared behind him.

"?"

Fu Yan was somewhat bewildered when she saw Jing Yuan suddenly looking at her with murderous intent.

There's a general here and a general there. So, after all these years of development, Luofu has gone from having one general to having two?

One is the current ruler, and the other is someone brought in from another parallel world to beat people up, right?

Suddenly, a silence fell over the floating smoke, and it prepared to lie down.

"Garlic bird, garlic bird, anyway, you Luofu people are just so shameless. If you can't kill our Suiyang, you choose to seal it away."

Hearing Fu Yan's words, Jing Liu, Bai Heng, and Jing Yuan all fell silent.

Although... it seems so.

Back then, Teng Xiao defeated Liao Yuan, but Liao Yuan did not die; instead, he chose to split into countless fragments of his spirit.

Perhaps this floating smoke in front of us can also do that.

"What's so difficult about this!"

Just then, Jing Yuan suddenly spoke.

"what?"

Bai Heng, Jing Liu, Jing Yuan, Han Ya, and Huo Huo were also stunned.

Fu Yan burst into wild laughter, as if he had heard something ridiculous.

"Hahahaha... Little devil general, I admit you have some strength, but you're not qualified to kill me!"

"..."

When Jingyuan heard the other person say that she was short, the veins on her forehead bulged.

She is Luo Fu's idol, a current general, and an ambassador for the outside world. She hates it when people say she is short.

With a sudden step forward, the divine lord behind Jing Yuan also underwent a subtle change.

The array blade in his hand seemed to transform into a guitar. At the same moment, drummers, bassists, and other necessary band members, all constructed entirely of energy, emerged from the ground around him.

"?"

This left not only Fu Yan stunned, but everyone else completely dumbfounded.

Even Liu Yu endured the humiliation and lay on the ground, taking on the role of Kafka and Xing's stool.

Well, from this angle, the two pairs of beautiful legs look pretty good.

Han Ya also sat on a stone bench and watched silently. As for the matter of sealing Fu Yan, he would wait until General Jing Yuan finished before seeing the results.

As for Jing Yuan, Jing Liu, and Bai Heng in the current timeline, they were all a bit dumbfounded.

"Um... I also feel that something's not right."

The usually silent Tail-Grandpa suddenly spoke to Huo Huo beside him.

"Grandpa Tail, what's wrong?"

Huo Huo glanced at Grandpa Tail and noticed that its body seemed to be appearing and disappearing intermittently.

"That female general named Jing Yuan... this scene seems to be a tactic used to suppress and kill our Suiyang!"

"Eh?!"

Huo Huo exclaimed in surprise.

"No, don't call me from now on. I'm getting out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Man Tail jumped into the bottle in Crow's arms and plugged the bottle opening himself.

Huo Huo seemed a little uneasy, so she took out a talisman and sealed the entire gourd tightly.

"What are you doing? I'm asking you what you're doing?!"

The floating smoke also sensed something was wrong; the scene was making its body tremble.

"Ah……"

A microphone appeared in Jing Yuan's hand, and a pure energy stage emerged beneath her feet. Dazzling lights shone on her, and her clothes seemed to transform into concert attire.

"Little Fuyan, how laughable~" Jing Yuan held the microphone, looking at Fuyan with some disdain. "Back in my hometown, I once clashed with Huanlong from that anti-fan army. To research a special song to suppress her, I worked day and night for a month to write this song!"

"?"

Hearing Jing Yuan's words, Jing Yuan, Jing Liu, and Bai Heng were all stunned.

Is Huanlong on their side, a member of the anti-fan army?

The "Black Fan Army"? Does it refer to the antimatter army?

I recall that idols seemed to be popular there, and the Antimatter Legion were guys who sought rebirth in destruction, aiming to destroy all the planets in the universe.

To put it another way, the popularity of idols is essentially a means to tarnish their image.

And is that Star God Nanuk the leader of the anti-fans? Is the Great Lord of Annihilation a manager under the leader of the anti-fans?

Oh no, it's a fictional historian. My brain feels like it's being overpowered.

The group hurriedly stopped thinking, realizing that if they continued, they might never be able to revert to their previous way of thinking.

"Illusion?!"

Fu Yan paused for a moment.

As Suiyang, it knew to some extent Huanlong's identity; he was a great Suiyang, equivalent to Liaoyuan.

Does this general mean... he composed a certain piece of music in order to kill that person?

It glanced at Jing Yuan, who was about to start singing, and a bad feeling welled up from the bottom of its heart.

Boom boom boom!

The drummer began to play, and the bassist got ready.

As the deity holding the guitar plucked the strings, an incomparably powerful and beautiful melody began to burst forth.

The beautiful and resonant voice gradually spread throughout Suiyuan Garden, and Jingyuan slowly closed her eyes, seemingly waiting for the rhythm to begin.

Everyone felt the beauty of the music, and before they knew it, everyone had glowing cheering sticks in their hands. At the same time, all the obsessions or regrets that lingered in Suiyuan Park gathered around this place.

They held up light sticks and waved them to the rhythm.

The music echoed, and the smoke retreated frantically.

"No, something's not right! Something's definitely not right!"

"Everyone, please listen to my music next, 'Hunting Ballad - Great Awakening Chant'..."

boom!

The otherworldly concert has officially begun...

Chapter 106 Jing Yuan is socially dead!

As soon as Jing Yuan started her concert, the entire venue instantly went into a frenzy.

The feeling was like some daring, psychic rock performance, making the atmosphere of the entire Suiyuan Garden strange.

But at this moment, Fu Yan felt a heavy pressure, mixed with a terrifying suppressive force, acting on her.

This caused it to be instantly guided out of the body of the underworld official.

After rolling around on the ground a few times, the underworld messenger stared at the suppressed smoke with his mouth open and eyes closed.

Although his consciousness was still somewhat hazy, the underworld messenger knew that he was definitely possessed.

A starry raft brushes past the cracks in a fading dream—

The arrowheads gather up the fading time;

Although this body is but a mayfly in the universe,

I still dare to throw the rising sun back into the sea of ​​evil!

(Chorus: Listen! The Divine Strategy Thunder roars thirty-six times at the turning point of the chorus (corresponding to the thirty-six ranks of the Netherworld).)

Look! The pipa's finger movements mimic the trajectory of the cloud cavalry's spear cutting through the mist!

All regrets become rhymes.

All obsessions are transformed into the notes of the pentatonic scale—

When the final note falls,

Please sing along with me:

Enjoying simple pleasures in this fleeting world, finding no sorrow in heaven and earth!

"Hey hey hey~~~"

The entire venue, apart from the swaying light sticks, was filled with countless obsessive ghosts shouting wildly.