405: You bastard, come here and get beaten!

Closing his eyes and focusing his mind, Yang Dian found Wang Wu's Spark within the endless Sparks.

Then, following a faint sense of connection, Yang Dian touched that Spark with his thought.

"Director."

In the World of the Strange.

Wang Wu, whose mind had been enchanted by the purple glow within the skull of the White Bone Gaze, felt as if he had fallen into a dark lake, his consciousness gradually frozen by the icy water.

Just before his consciousness was about to fall into complete silence, calls from the depths of his Soul echoed within his Soul.

"Director... Director... Director..."

"Tongtong said she misses Daddy... misses Daddy... Daddy..."

"Daddy? Me?" In a daze, scenes of Tongtong calling him Daddy flashed through Wang Wu's mind like a revolving lantern.

His Soul, which was about to fall into silence, rippled, and then endless anger surged from his Soul.

"You truly..."

"Deserve to die!"

Endless black smoke billowed from Wang Wu's seven orifices, completely obscuring his figure.

A chilling hiss, seemingly filled with boundless excitement, resounded from deep within the black smoke. Moments later, a roar that shook the heavens and earth echoed in the silent World of the Strange.

"Aooo~~~"

Before the sound, filled with endless fury, had even faded, the swirling gale had already snapped trees.

In front of the gale, a one-horned Xiezhi, nearly a hundred meters long, shimmered with blue lightning, transforming into an afterimage as it appeared before the skeleton, raising a claw and swatting the skeleton into the ground.

Beneath the claw, strands of hair transformed into parasites, opening their ferocious mouths and continuously gnawing at the skeleton, attempting to turn it into sustenance.

Just as Wang Wu crushed the giant skeleton into the ground, a low weeping sound suddenly echoed through the dead city.

The Xiezhi, stepping on the skeleton, turned its head, its pair of Zhanblue eyes staring intently in the direction of the sound.

At first glance, a somewhat gaunt figure was pacing towards his location.

As he got closer, Wang Wu realized that it wasn't a person at all!

It was clearly a monster crudely stitched together from countless fragments of skin of different colors and human faces with varying expressions, using coarse black threads.

Beneath the monster's skin was not bone and flesh, but an asphalt-like bluish-black colloidal substance.

As it walked, these colloidal substances dripped like hot wax from the seams of the black threads and the seven orifices of the faces, emitting a nauseating odor.

Besides the humanoid skin monster, there were also strange humanoid figures on the river surface, covered in green algae, with water droplets constantly seeping from their outlines.

It turned its head, its eyes replaced by constantly swirling, pitch-black vortices, staring intently at Wang Wu.

On the rooftop of a tall building, an extremely thin, constantly twisting and winding dark mist appeared, weaving an illusory net in the sky.

The surrounding plants also seemed to come alive; as their branches and leaves swayed, faces contorted in pain and wailing appeared on their trunks.

Beneath the earth, at the end of the sightline, various oddities appeared.

At this moment, the world seemed to fall into a frenzy.

Wang Wu, caught in the frenzy, became a feast for the oddities.

Feeling the sense of threat emanating from those strange beings, Wang Wu scratched the ground with his claws.

"Tongtong, Daddy might not be able to come back..."

As he murmured, he heard Yang Dian's smiling voice echo in the depths of his Soul again.

"Director, why are you saying such disheartening things?"

In his astonishment, a golden light appeared above his head.

Yang Dian's Qi and blood, using consciousness as a bridge, traversed endless distances and appeared above Wang Wu's head.

Condensing his Qi and blood into a form, and feeling the still present but no longer obvious sense of repulsion, Yang Dian couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Rules?"

"How interesting."

Muttering to himself, Yang Dian vanished from the Xiezhi's head as an afterimage.

"Director, let's go!"

Before his words faded, towering waves had already erupted on the river surface.

Foul-smelling black river water, accompanied by mud, exploded into the sky.

At the bottom of the riverbed, Yang Dian's Martial Dao True Body extended a golden Dragon claw and pressed the water ghost's head into the ground.

"It's a pity my cat can't come over."

"Otherwise, you would be a nice little snack."

"Bang!"

With red flames coiling around his fingertips, Yang Dian instantly crushed the water ghost into dust, then stood up and looked at the crimson eyes that had appeared in the sky at some unknown point.

"You dog, come here and get beaten!"