In the end... even Ren Jie's farewell words were completely swallowed up by the darkness in the void.

There is nothing else here but Ren Jie himself.

He stood alone in the darkness, facing the endless unknown and possible impending death.

Waves of suppressed laughter came from the void, and the darkness in front of him expanded and twisted, finally turning into a burning black ghost.

It has no specific shape, it dances and twists like a black flame, its facial features are like a Halloween pumpkin, and its dark eyes seem to be connected to a bottomless abyss.

"If calculated according to your human time, that old guy has suppressed me for a full sixty years!"

"Finally! I finally made you wait for me, hahahaha~"

The will of the abyss smiled wantonly, and in the empty land of nothingness, only his laughter echoed.

His eyes were fixed on Ren Jie, his eyes full of greed.

"Human boy, you should know what I want to do to you, right?"

"I will accept your body. I will take your place and walk around the world as you to complete my unfinished business!"

"Are you... ready?"

I saw Ren Jie looking at the swaying demonic figure, with no fear in his eyes, veins on his forehead pulsing, and anger boiling in his chest.

"I don't care who you are or what your abilities are. The only person who walks out of here today is me, Ren Jie!"

"That grave will never be the final destination for me!"

"If you have any skills, just use them on me!"

"The abyss comes to me! Come!!!"

At this moment, Ren Jie's angry shouts echoed throughout the void and lingered for a long time. The aura on his body was steaming crazily, as if there was no end!

His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and there was that desire to win!

Yi Chuan has passed away, and the baton has been passed to Ren Jie. He has too many things to do.

I must crawl out of the grave, carry Kui's future, and convey to him what Grandpa Yi wants to say to the corpse stitcher!

If you stop there, everything will be meaningless.

Ren Jie doesn't care who is standing in front of him, he just wants to win!

Everything that stands in your way needs to be cleared away!

At this moment, Ren Jie's body was ignited with flames soaring into the sky. He raised his hand and flicked it, and the flaming blade was in his hand, like a bolide, rushing towards the abyss without hesitation!

Compared to the deep darkness, the fire that lights up on the body is as weak as the candlelight in the wind...

But it shines brightly and has never been erased.

The Will of the Abyss smiled ferociously: "Then...come!"

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In the Pure Land, judgment opened up the realm. He did not hesitate to judge himself. He was stabbed with wounds by the Demonic Sword of Judgment. He tried his best to hold the Iron Bride and seal her teleportation ability.

Under the double attack of the power of collapse and the power of judgment, he even smelled the smell of death.

The tower also opened its realm, pressing into the chest of the Iron Bride with the ultimate dance of destruction, trying to tear out her heart and make her stop all actions.

Only the hermit was caught between the two of them and was about to be tortured into a dog. His screams have not stopped from the beginning to now.

Behind the wall of seclusion, the corpse stitcher's eyes were red, roaring like a wounded beast, raising his hand and pressing hard against the wall of seclusion!

He had pushed everything in him to the extreme, the demon heart in his chest was completely released, and terrifying energy burst out, impacting his body.

The hidden wall really gradually deformed under the impact of the corpse stitchers, and a dent was made, but it was only deformed.

But the corpse stitcher has reached his own limit, and the parts and organs that make up his body are all failing and collapsing!

The flesh and blood are disappearing, the organs are overloaded, and even the red threads that sew these parts together are breaking at the roots. Due to the overload of the heart, the myocardium begins to rupture and even cracks.

The whole body of the corpse stitcher is bleeding, and his body is already overloaded. If this continues, there is a possibility that it will be broken into pieces at any time.

But... the corpse stitcher didn't stop. Even though the world in his eyes had turned scarlet, he still pressed forward desperately and roared hysterically:

"Stop! No one can touch Aoi! No one!"

Even if the corpse stitcher has hated Aoi since he was a child and wants her to disappear, that is still his own business and it is not the turn of outsiders to interfere.

The master is no longer here, and he doesn't want his favorite treasure to be destroyed!

Aoi...maybe the corpse stitcher's only family in this world.

With a "bang" sound, the wall of the hidden world was even cracked by the corpse stitcher.

But...this is all the corpse stitcher can do, risking his life.

At this moment, Ta's bare hands had gradually penetrated the Iron Bride's defense and were within a stone's throw of her heart.

There is no fear of death on the Iron Bride's face, only anxiety that she can no longer protect this pure land.

She was covered in blood. A large mouthful of blood spat out from her mouth, and her entire chest was opened by Ta's Jue Wu.

But she looked at the tomb reluctantly, and suddenly, she seemed to feel something...

It was a familiar aura that had been absent for a long time. It had not been felt for a long time. He looked blankly into the depths of the void, which was exactly the direction of the person sewing the corpse...

Through the cracks in the wall of seclusion, she felt the person sewing the corpse, and a look of joy appeared on his blood-stained face.

He opened his mouth and said "Ah~ah~", his tone full of anxiety!

She couldn't speak, she could only make simple sounds, but she kept looking at the tomb...

Obviously...she is begging the corpse stitcher to continue to protect it for her...

At this moment, the corpse-stitcher's heart was torn apart again, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from his eyes.

It was already this time, and the first thing she thought of was not to ask me to save her, but to ask me to guard the tomb...

This is the first time that the corpse stitcher has seen Aoi open her mouth...

I saw that the eyes of the corpse stitcher were completely filled with madness!

"The consequences... don't matter anymore. Last time I could only stand there and wait. This time, I don't think about it anymore!"

"Although I don't like you, it's not anyone else's turn to bully you!"

"You are my only family member in this world. You protect the grave, and I...protect you!"

"Open it!!!"

The stitched limbs on the body of the corpse-sewer exploded and shattered everywhere, and blood spurted out.

It was as if something exploded in his mind. At this moment, his desire to return to the real world was so strong!

There is nothing in this world that can break the bonds between family members!

And the real world responded to his wish at this moment.

Ta completely opened the Iron Bride's chest, touched her beating heart with his bare hands, and couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.

"Succeeded..."

But at this moment, there was just a "click" sound, and the entire hidden wall cracked like a broken mirror.

Covered in blood and looking like a demon, the corpse stitcher rushed out of the hidden world and returned to the real world under the disbelieving eyes of the three executives.

Her expression was ferocious, her big hand pressed hard on the back of the Iron Bride's heart, and her eyes were full of ferociousness:

"Feel it, the destructive power of Aoi at its peak..."

"Heart of Steel? Liberation!"

The complicated handprints were instantly printed by the corpse stitcher, like a key, opening the lock of Aoi's heart.

In the Iron Bride's chest, the beating heart of steel, which has accumulated more than 60 years of collapsing power, blooms at this moment!

The hermit's pupils shrank: "This is impossible, how could you..."

The corpse stitcher tilted his head and spat out blood: "The steel heart beating in her chest once belonged to me!"
Chapter completed!