224: Chapter 224: The Upheaval at Fusheng Pavilion

Qian Ye remained motionless.

"Master, Master, can I start now?"

"He will be ripe soon."

"I'm just waiting for a word from Master."

With a gentle nod, Little Flower instantly charged into the midst of those werewolves.

Accompanied by the rapid disappearance of the black mist.

By Qian Ye's ear, the sound of burps could be heard from time to time.

"What on earth is this thing?"

The Witch King dodged Little Flower.

She didn't expect that this inconspicuous flower could actually devour her power.

"It... it bloomed!"

Hu Yuan stared blankly at Little Flower suspended in mid-air; it was the first time he had seen him bloom.

"Ah!"

"What's going on?!"

The Witch King suddenly realized she couldn't move.

Half of a skull fell to the ground.

The entire blooming flower hung in mid-air, continuously diffusing light.

Accompanied by Qian Ye's command, "Seal!"

The pale red light became deeper and deeper, red as blood.

Hu Yuan had already subconsciously closed his eyes, stung by the light... accompanied by the Witch King's unwilling voice in his ears. His consciousness seemed to be drifting away.

"No..."

When Hu Yuan regained consciousness, he carefully opened his eyes.

Ah, it was blindingly bright.

It stung him, and he subconsciously closed his eyes again.

"What should we do?"

"Why is the Floating Life Pavilion closed?"

"Look, everyone!"

"Good heavens, what is that?"

The noisy voices around him caused Hu Yuan to open his eyes again.

Floating Life Pavilion?

He was back!

Looking up, it was indeed the Floating Life Pavilion. Looking again, a strange glint flashed in Hu Yuan's eyes.

A large character "Seal" appeared at the top of the Floating Life Pavilion.

Subconsciously, Hu Yuan felt that this was a commotion caused by the Big Boss.

He didn't know why, but he just blindly believed it.

While he was still lost in thought, black characters suddenly began to appear in the sky above the Floating Life Pavilion.

At the same time, a cold, mechanical voice accompanied them.

"Due to an invasion by an unknown virus, the Floating Life Pagoda has been attacked and is about to open the final level—the Life and Death Game."

"Final level: Unknown."

"On the chessboard of fate, every piece is as heavy as a mountain. Life and death are separated by only a thin line, yet they are worlds apart. The brave embark on a road of no return, only to seek that ray of light. Success means transcending the mortal world and becoming immortal; failure means turning into dust and returning to silence."

"Countdown to the start of the trial: Twenty, nineteen..."

Once these announcements appeared, everyone exploded.

"What does this mean?"

"Does this mean if we clear the level, we can leave this damn place?"

"It... it seems so..."

In an instant, the entire Floating Life Pagoda became boisterous, filled with excitement, surging emotions, and trepidation.

Having stayed here for so, so long, they knew the tasks were a bit difficult.

This was said to be the final level, and it involved life and death.

That was still a death dungeon.

How many could survive when it involved life and death?

As more and more people seemed to realize this problem, the exclamations grew fewer, and in the end, it fell into a dead silence.

Meanwhile.

On the other side.

Tai You, Meng Yu, and the others also saw the text in the sky.

"Ahhh!"

"Did you see that? The Big Boss actually did it!"

"She succeeded."

"There's actually a chance to leave this damn place."

Tai You danced with excitement.

Beside him, Meng Yu cast him a cold glance.

"Don't be happy too soon."

Which game ever easily lets people clear the level alive?

Meng Yu gazed at the lingering blood-red text, feeling an inexplicable unease in her heart.

"Ahhh, I almost forgot, I need to send a message to the Big Boss quickly."

"For the final level, we must rely on her tightly."

"Hehe, then we can leave."

Tai You said, immediately tapping open his panel.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

"Why is this panel completely blank..."

"Ah, this, this, it... it's disappearing..."

Before they could figure this out, another sound came.

"No, it's bad, look at the sky!"

They saw the sky turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The color was as red as blood.

"I, I feel so uncomfortable, my heart feels so oppressed."

"Outside, so many people have fallen."

"Blood, everything is red..."

Upon hearing this, Meng Yu's heart sank to the bottom.

That person opened their mouth, wanting to say something more, but the next second, they also fell down.

Meng Yu stepped forward and felt their pulse; there was not a single beat.

The person... was dead.

What on earth was the Floating Life Pavilion trying to do, and what conspiracy was it brewing?

Meng Yu walked out, and everything that met her eyes was blood-red; the entire air was permeated with the smell of blood.

Meng Yu twitched her nose; there seemed to be another scent, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

The countdown had reached the final moment.

"Three, two, one."

"Wish you all a happy game."

After this sentence appeared, the characters in the sky began to slowly disappear.

Meng Yu's vision gradually blurred, and her consciousness became heavier and heavier.

"It's the final moment, are you ready?"

Who?

Ready for what?

Meng Yu seemed to hear a voice coming from the void.

Who is it?

She tried desperately to listen, but her consciousness completely succumbed to the darkness.