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Dip beans,爽!

Inside the station, the solemn Bone Revolving whirled, raising a mad tide, like roaring laughter.

The Revolving Wheel Saint Master had almost fully immersed himself in this unrestrained, dripping-wet pleasure.

All throughout his long career of contracts, he had never felt such delight—no bindings, no control, none of those nagging, whining prayers and pleas; the other side could shoulder the pressure of his incarnation descending into the Current Realm, and on top of that there were unlimited Weiyang marvelous little snacks!

He was even, through the Secret Ritual, continually supplied and empowered with boons far beyond imagination—such exquisite application and mastery, such powerful compatibility and mutual understanding with the Absolute Abyss, was simply unprecedented! Compared to this, those trash Summoners before weren't even qualified to carry his shoes!

Tell me, how the hell could days like this be "the same no matter who you're with"?

BOOM!!!

As the Bone Revolving turned, countless stars in the inner cosmos flared, and heresy, delirium and imaginings fell like a torrential rain, Piercing, erasing, polluting countless Illusions.

Right in this muddy nightmare field, the first to bear the brunt were the three Main Priests, who had only just finished fusing together when they instantly dissolved by half, gluing into one another, supporting themselves in wretched fashion, yet still gritting their teeth and holding the front.

Just a little more!

The Secret Ritual in the deepest part of the nightmare was nearly ready; soon they would be able to open the Vortex. As long as they dragged things out until the Beiling Saint Master turned back to support, they would definitely be able to drive out this runaway monstrosity, and tear that whole Yongquan-branch lunatic crew to pieces along with it!

At this moment, facing the void light bursting from the Evil Eye, the nightmare boiled over again.

In the void, blocks of pitch-black stone appeared out of thin air, stacking on one another, thrusting up from the ground, becoming towering sheer cliffs. Front, back, left, right, above, below, all sealed off, pinning It down inside.

A dizzying, bizarre stench spread outward, even starting to backwash and pollute the monstrosity's inner cosmos.

[Anxiety and Fear], [Alienation], [Disgust], [Resistance], [Indifference].

It was a strange power woven from the condensation of countless desires and emotions, from the instinctive rejection and repulsion of Life Spirit—a so‑called block in the chest, a stone in the heart!

This was the Wall of Prejudice, severing all interference, forbidding all understanding, and inflicting boundless inward pressure!

But now, even the Wall of Prejudice could no longer stop the increasingly frenzied terror‑impact; fissures burst open, and right before their eyes, it unraveled at speed.

"My stones!!!"

Mo Tu's expression twisted. The accumulation of so many years was now evaporating at speed, making his voice sound as if weeping Blood: "These stones I finally hauled here! You pay me back my stones..."

"Look at the bloody time, and you're still thinking about hauling stones!" Mo Shu's face surfaced from his, cursing: "Hold the line for me!"

But no matter how they fought with everything, they still could not stop the collapse of the Wall of Prejudice.

All the stones were completely wiped out!

By contrast, on the other side, the Wheel rampaged, its Fierce might even more intense.

It even seemed to "go berserk" and climb another tier, wantonly trampling the nightmare and the station, both already riddled with wounds; a hallucinatory manic laughter surfaced from every consciousness, rising up.

Clay chickens and tile dogs, not worth a single strike!

The Bone Wheel hung high like Liège, and in its unstoppable Revolving, heaven and earth flipped, all things twisted; all Illusions, under the contamination of the Absolute Abyss, were reduced to nothing.

Faced with such terrifying power, what the hell in this world could possibly still stop it?

See it? This is the unbreakable bond betw—

"Turning wheel saint, Self-Destruction now."

In that instant, the final order came from afar, freezing its "smile" on its "face" in disbelief.

What the hell did you just say?!

After a single stunned heartbeat, what surfaced was the rage congealed from who‑knows‑how‑many betrayals; the monstrosity Wheel went completely insane!

Facing Ji Jue's command, it not only flatly refused, but even spun around on the spot, following the linkage of spiritual substance back toward him, launching a backlash!

A brutal malice that even the contract could not block surged in.

This was precisely the most dangerous aspect of the turning wheel saint—the Absolute Abyss denies everything; as long as It wills it, all bindings and terms set by the Secret Ritual can be inverted, screened out and erased.

But it didn't matter.

Ji Jue had never expected it to abide by any "spirit of contract" in the first place.

The so‑called order was nothing more than a detonating fuse.

Pa!

At the very moment the turning wheel saint decided to backlash, the Secret Ritual completely shattered, collapsed, and swiftly dispersed… beneath the peeling shell, the second-layer Secret Ritual hidden below was revealed—the true pillar and cornerstone of this sacrifice.

Just like an additional clause you never noticed when you signed, it was an outsourcing contract that Ji Jue had meticulously prepared for the turning wheel saint.

It was a document engraved in Mercury upon iron and stone, dense lines of tiny silver characters, using professional, convoluted and tedious terminology to define, with near‑zero margin of error, the obligations and rights of both parties during the fulfillment of the contract.

On the premise of providing boons many times beyond standard summoning specs and unlimited spiritual supply, and at the cost of setting no bindings or control at all, it demanded the turning wheel saint's performance beyond his usual level.

The contract would continue until the contract's End, or until one of the two parties actively launched an attack on the other…

And when that final dual signature appeared before the turning wheel saint's eyes, the massive Evil Eye upon the Wheel darkened again and again, unable to hold back.

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