"I was afraid he would deceive me, so after meeting him, I drew his portrait. That way, if I were ever swindled, I could track down his whereabouts."
"But I never imagined that all of this was actually true — that here, in the Hundred Refinements Mortal World, an Evil Ginseng King was truly sealed away."
"After all, even in the Great Thousand Upper Realm, the Evil Ginseng King is nothing more than a legend." Chu Banruo said.
"The Evil Ginseng King… is a legend even in the Great Thousand Upper Realm?"
Chu Feng felt a jolt of alarm. Just a single sentence from Chu Banruo had revealed just how precious the Evil Ginseng King truly was.
"I've told you everything I know. I really wasn't lying. Please, let me go." Chu Banruo said.
"Get lost," the Evil God Sword said.
Hearing those words, Chu Banruo summoned every last ounce of his strength just to haul himself upright. Then, staggering and stumbling, he shuffled off into the distance.
He ran incredibly slowly — barely faster than an ordinary person.
It was clear that his injuries were truly severe. And the power of the Evil Ginseng King was genuinely formidable.
Without a doubt, the Evil Ginseng King did indeed possess enough power to destroy the entire Hundred Refinements Mortal World.
At the very least, it could strip the world of all life.
The only pity was that it had encountered a far more powerful opponent.
The Evil God Sword!!!
The Evil God Sword turned around and swept his gaze across the crowd.
As that crimson figure's eyes passed over them, nearly everyone — with the exception of Ying Mingchao, Wang Qiang, and a scant few others — could not bear to meet his gaze. They were all terrified of this blood-red presence.
Though his form was not large, he was even more fearsome than the Evil Ginseng King.
"You have the Evil God Sword to thank for your lives today," the Evil God Sword said.
"Thank the Evil God Sword?"
"He… he isn't Chu Feng?"
The moment those words left the Evil God Sword's mouth, they sent a ripple of shock through the crowd.
With just one sentence, he had made it abundantly clear to everyone that he was not, in fact, Chu Feng.
Because if he were Chu Feng, Chu Feng would never have asked people to thank him.
"Who are you?! Where is my brother?!"
Wang Qiang demanded urgently, and even as he spoke, he was already charging toward the Evil God Sword.
"Heh…"
The Evil God Sword let out a faint chuckle, simply watching as Wang Qiang closed in.
Swoosh— But the instant Wang Qiang drew near, the Evil God Sword vanished.
At the same time, the vast expanse of blood-red clouds that had filled the sky dissipated in kind.
Above, the void was free of dark flames and devoid of crimson aura.
A long-absent stretch of blue sky and an endless sweep of white clouds reappeared on the horizon.
In that moment, the people present suddenly realized that this most commonplace of sights was, in truth, breathtakingly beautiful.
For them, this was nothing short of rebirth.
Everything they had just endured felt as though they had been dragged straight into hell itself.
Even now, no one could be certain that this catastrophe had truly come to an end.
"Can we… actually survive?"
It took several moments before anyone dared voice the thought, the words steeped in disbelief.
Even they themselves were not sure whether they would live.
"Run!"
Suddenly, someone shouted, and at the same instant, a figure shot off into the distance at blinding speed, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
"Run!"
Close behind, a great many of those present began scrambling in every direction, fleeing for their lives.
This time, with no restraining force to hold them back, everyone managed to break free.
Upon realizing they could escape, some broke into wild laughter, while others collapsed into anguished sobs.
These were the reactions of those who had survived the tribulation.