Chapter 1033: Liberate the Mundane World

The Crimson Dust Realm.

Clang—Clang—

In the grey desolation outside the realm, trains roared, departing from the Crimson Dust area. Countless people crowded between the carriages, looking through the windows at the receding city skyline, their eyes filled with worry and unease.

At the same time, four inter-realm trains departed from the Crimson Dust Realm, traveling rapidly south along a newly laid track.

"Three days to evacuate all survivors from the Crimson Dust Realm... This undertaking is astonishing, even in the history since the Great Cataclysm," the conductor said, glancing at the realm receding behind them. "That's hundreds of thousands of people."

"The Crimson Dust Lord truly had foresight. Ever since the Crimson Dust Realm suffered severe damage, he has prioritized transportation reconstruction. The two realms the Crimson Dust Realm originally connected to, the Aurora Realm and the Infinite Realm, were impassable. Without laying a new inter-realm train track, rebuilding the realm would be almost impossible. At that time, the 'Crimson South' dedicated line was built in just one month, almost draining all the manpower of the Skytower."

"Still, over such a long time, many people have left the Crimson Dust Realm. After all, not everyone is willing to rebuild their home on ruins. Starting a new life in the Southern Sea Realm, a place where it's spring all year round, is also a good option."

"Even so, there must still be a hundred thousand people left in the Crimson Dust Realm, right? The 'Crimson South' dedicated line, four inter-realm trains, constantly making round trips within three days... This is the first time I've seen human realms so united."

"Evacuating all the civilians frees up the Crimson Dust Lord, who is currently a super-power in the human realms."

"Indeed..."

"Once this trip is done, the Crimson Dust Realm should be mostly empty... It's time for 'that one' to make a move, isn't it?"

Inside the Realm.

On the deserted streets, Su Zhiwei, dressed in white martial arts attire, walked slowly. The realm now seemed empty, with only houses standing silently. The exteriors of these houses were brand new, as if they had just been rebuilt in the past few months. But if one looked into the distance, a large number of architectural ruins could still be seen, standing on the desolate wasteland.

Traces of human life remained inside the houses; some stovetops were even still warm, as if the residents had just left. Yet the interiors were clean and tidy, as if they had been specially cleaned before departure, leaving behind a feeling of helplessness and reluctance throughout the rooms.

Su Zhiwei's gaze swept over these houses, her expression somewhat complex. After the Crimson Dust Realm suffered heavy damage, she had been dedicated to rebuilding it. After all, this realm existed because of her; generations of people had lived here, leaving behind generations of memories. Even with their homes destroyed, a significant portion of the Crimson Dust Realm survivors were unwilling to leave.

If possible, Su Zhiwei also wanted to stay here permanently, helping the residents rebuild their homes. But before that, she needed to clear some obstacles first. She didn't want the tragedy of the Crimson Dust Realm to be replayed in other realms.

Su Zhiwei walked out from the rebuilt district, traversed large areas of ruins that had not yet begun construction, and arrived at a village outside the main city. Without the artistry of the Floating Life Painting, no greenery could be seen in the village. On the soil of this nuclear wasteland, only abandoned houses and withered yellow vegetation remained.

Su Zhiwei slowly stopped under a withered willow tree. The breeze brushed her temples, and in a trance, it seemed to bring a figure from her memory to her side.

"Yao Qing... I'm leaving."

"I'm going to leave Crimson Dust for a while, to deal with some troublesome individuals. Once everything settles down, I'll return... At that time, I will resolve the radiation on this land, allowing peach blossoms and willow trees to bloom again in this realm. I will make everything here resemble what's in your painting."

The withered willow tree rustled in the wind, as if responding to Su Zhiwei's voice. Su Zhiwei lingered there for a long time, finally taking a deep breath. After turning and walking a few steps, her figure transformed into a startling streak of lightning, instantly vanishing from the Crimson Dust Realm!

The roar of the trains echoed under the lead-grey sky. Just as the silhouette of the Crimson Dust Realm was about to disappear beyond the horizon, surging clouds began to stir. All the residents on the trains saw a white-clad figure soaring up from the deserted realm, like divine lightning, instantly piercing the sky!

Heavenly Pivot Realm.

A figure entirely shrouded in black slowly ascended from the smoke-billowing ruins of the district. The radiance of a massive alchemy array flowed beneath the heavy clouds. A vast quantity of souls poured into the sky. Amidst the coiling crimson lightning, a translucent and glowing Philosopher's Stone silently fell downwards.

The black-clad figure merely raised a hand slightly, pinching the crimson stone between his fingertips. A fantastical glimmer flowed within it. On the smooth and rounded surface of the stone, Lou Yu's calm face was reflected.

"The fifth one..."

Lou Yu's fingertips spread out like mercury, engulfing the Philosopher's Stone. A thread of red light traveled through his body, finally rising to the center of his forehead, slowly moving with the other four, as a five-pointed star array gradually formed.

Boom—!!!

A terrifying wave of air swept across the sky. At this moment, Lou Yu was like a deity descended, with a hint of red tinting both of his eyes. The air wave churned in the sky, transforming into a monstrous hurricane, sweeping across the entire realm. All residents in the Heavenly Pivot Realm almost witnessed this scene. They cried out in terror, frantically fleeing in the opposite direction from him.

Streaks of black shadows darted out from the Skytower, moving against the crowd, rushing towards Lou Yu in the sky!

"Damn it... Is that the Infinite Lord?!"

"How is he here? Shouldn't he be with the Silver King in the Infinite Realm!"

"The disturbance in the Infinite Realm was just a diversion? Their real target is actually the Heavenly Pivot Realm?!"

"Tower Master!! Where is the Tower Master?!"

"I don't know... I haven't seen the Tower Master since a moment ago!"

"Never mind, we absolutely cannot let him continue killing! The alchemy array in the sky must be the source of his power, let's go destroy it!!"

All high-tier combatants of the Skytower rose from various corners of the realm. They swarmed towards the sky, their target being the massive alchemy array.

Lou Yu, hanging high beneath the sky, calmly looked down at this group of moths drawn to a flame, his black robe silently stirring.

"Why seek your own destruction?"

Lou Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. The next moment, everyone in the sky slowed down. Crystals spread from the surface of their skin, their bodies visibly starting to crystallize, as if the carbon base that formed their lives was being forcibly converted into a silicon base.