On a silent night, the sealed building resonated with various strange sounds—a girl’s sharp cries and a woman’s wailing. But as a piercing scream echoed, the battle between the living and the dead finally gained some victory. Through the relentless efforts of the undead, one of the dead was finally eradicated. It was the most vicious of the male dead—the one who had slashed Li Yi with a knife in the kitchen. However, the living side didn’t escape unscathed either; at least three people were killed by this dead man. But the danger was not averted entirely. The cries of the dead continued, yet the odds were significantly better than before. Observing closely, Li Yi understood why the undead could somewhat resist the dead. He had seen that man with a charred half-face briefly transform into one of the dead and fight against an invisible lost soul. Yet, that state was hard to maintain and lasted less than ten seconds. Moreover, after exiting that state, it was difficult to re-enter it shortly, requiring others to step in. Only through such rotations could a dead person be worn down. "It’s really not easy," Li Yi sighed after understanding it all. As time passed little by little. By 1 a.m., a few more undead fell in the building, but their deaths were not in vain, for the woman’s wailing had ceased. The second dead person was worn down, leaving only the crying girl in the building. Thus, the battle had no more suspense. Supported by relentless reinforcements, the living finally emerged victorious. The surviving few undead began to withdraw from the building one after another. They were in a terrible state, seemingly uninjured, yet exuding an aura of being deeply scarred. Because the damage inflicted by the dead was not on the flesh and couldn’t be seen, but one could clearly feel the existence of the wounds. Moreover, such wounds were untreatable and would even gradually worsen over time. Thus, those injured were likely to die quickly within a year or two. "It’s over, the three lost souls in this haunted house have been eliminated." The woman named Han Chuan now had only one eye left; the other had shattered, and one arm hung limply, unable to rise. "I hope our sacrifices were worth it," another surviving undead said coldly. Although not precisely counted, from this mission alone, six or seven had died, and over ten were injured, nearly wiping out two squads of undead. Only the state could assemble such a number of experts. Yang Hua, stationed near the building, said grimly, "Everyone sees the effort you’ve put in; no one’s sacrifice was in vain. In the future, all the living will remember you." "With the lost souls’ source gone, the power of the haunted house will weaken, and the building will gradually return to its normal state," Han Chuan continued. She turned her head at this moment. The yellowish lights inside the building were swiftly going out, an incomprehensible aura dispersing, making this once-distinctive residential building begin to resemble the surrounding ones. Through the hollow window of the building, they saw another scene: another world, unfamiliar yet peculiar, with towering skyscrapers and a futuristic sci-fi feel, with vague streaks of light flashing across the sky. The others also saw this, their faces changing dramatically. Yet Yang Hua remained calm, knowing it wasn’t an illusion—it was indeed a glimpse into another world, revealed due to the haunted house’s peculiarity letting the two worlds touch briefly. Now that the haunted house’s power was fading, the scenes from the other world were momentarily unveiled. Suddenly, a thunderbolt descended from the sky, precisely striking the building right after the battle. The building was annihilated in the lightning, not a speck left behind, just a huge scorched pit remaining. Those nearby retreated in succession, awed by the immense power, as just a sliver of force leakage would be enough to erase them from existence, leaving not even a corpse. "You’ve done remarkably well, fulfilling the pact smoothly." Li Yi’s voice came through the thunder, seated on Xiangyun, his once distinct figure gradually turned ephemeral, as if he’d disappear from the world any moment. Yang Hua forced himself to stay calm, squinting slightly in the thunderlight, "However, Mr. Taiyi, you seem somewhat off." "Don’t worry, I’m just an avatar conjured of mana, the real me hasn’t descended upon your world. My purpose here was to destroy this crossing point, and now that the task is complete, I have no reason to remain." Li Yi said. Everyone stared at the figure on Xiangyun incredulously. Such a being, powerful enough to destroy worlds, akin to a god, is merely an insignificant avatar? Yang Hua was equally stunned, looking utterly baffled. Li Yi continued, "I said, if you successfully accomplished this task, I would leave you a gift before departing. I can’t take it with me, so I’ll let you have it." With that, he waved, and a storage ring fell from the air, transforming into light, flying towards Yang Hua. Yang Hua caught the light, examining the ancient-looking ring in his hand with a bit of astonishment. "Mr. Taiyi, perhaps we could discuss further, no need to rush away. To the people of this world, your presence might be a turning point for the living and the dead." Thıs content belongs to 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝕟𝕖𝕥 However, Li Yi smiled and said, "Saving your world is your responsibility, not mine. I have seen too much despair in many worlds. In your world, hope outweighs despair already; that’s quite good. Don’t think about relying on power that doesn’t belong to this world—it’s not beneficial." He had no attachment to staying. The remaining power of this avatar transformed into Dragon and Tiger Power, roaring towards the sky. The heavens shook with a dragon’s roar as Li Yi’s form dissipated, replaced by a silver True Dragon, roaring as it soared toward the sky, as if to tear through the heavens. The final power erupted; the universe trembled. All surviving undead and those sealing the area watched in staggered awe as the silver True Dragon roared away, feeling their bodies tremble. At this moment, the disparity in life levels widened infinitely. And this unprecedented creature imparted a profound shock, perhaps this was Mr. Taiyi’s true form, the human guise merely a disguise. The silver True Dragon tore through the clouds, penetrating the space beyond, exhausting its power as it transformed into streaks of lightning, vanishing from this world, leaving no trace. By a vehicle at the blockade’s roadside, Zhao Hongjie, the leader, stepped out, gazing at the receding silver True Dragon with an expression of loneliness and regret in his eyes. Such a godlike figure, yet unwilling to linger in this world. Otherwise, this battle between the living and the dead could be ended because of him. "Such astonishing Divine Power, yet just an avatar—this isn’t something simple cultivation and evolution could achieve. Indeed, mortals still know too little about the Divine." Then, Zhao Hongjie received some messages, seeing what Li Yi left behind before his departure, more astonished. It’s hard to imagine what it would be like if the true form descended. However, the gains from this time were still significant. Those few phones, after recharging, had activated their AI, and many technological barriers were breached overnight. It’s believed that with these gains, the country will come upon a profound transformation. Thinking of this, Zhao Hongjie couldn’t help but smile a bit. Pity not being able to thank Mr. Taiyi in person. And as Li Yi’s avatar dissipated, his consciousness instantly returned. Now, in the old district of Tianchang City. Li Yi, on Xiangyun, suddenly opened his eyes and then saw the residential building before him collapsing rapidly after losing some supporting power. "Looks like my avatar was quite efficient, solving it all in just two days." Li Yi thought inwardly, unaware of what the avatar went through, or what happened, for memory wasn’t shared across worlds; he only knew the avatar had perished. But it didn’t matter. As long as the goal was achieved, what happened in the meantime wasn’t crucial. Yet Li Yi could confirm that world indeed posed some problem; otherwise, the avatar would certainly have returned by now, not likely perishing in that world.