Jinjian left the library.

He was not a person who liked to meddle in other people's business. What he said to the rest of the Fu Mourning God was already unexpected.

After that, the choice of the Fu Mourning God was not within the scope of Jinjian's consideration.

After all, he had already wasted a lot of time. Next — —

It was time to do something big.

Jinjian carried the sword case and walked all the way to the first hall.

He went back the way he came.

In the long corridor paved with unknown materials, the rhythmic footsteps of the Fu Mourning God echoed clearly.

His identity was obviously the intruder, but his footsteps were overly calm, as if he was the owner of this area, the absolute owner of this space.

Any insignificant obstacles were extinguished by that pair of unperturbed eyes.

After passing through the last door, what came into view was a hall that had not changed at all.

In the center of the hall, the fluorescent green words were still rolling on the dark screen, and the silver-white walls were still glowing with a cold luster.

Even the door that had been destroyed by Death God Fu not long ago was still in a state of being shattered all over the ground. All that was left was wreckage that no one had cleaned up.

Jinjian glanced around, and then set his eyes on the remaining three doors.

Since the door that was destroyed led to the library where the sword and saber spirits were kept, then the remaining three doors would not be ordinary either.

With some thoughts in his mind, the Fu Mourning God walked to the center of the hall.

Then, he slowed down his breathing and closed his eyes.

After minimizing his presence, Jinjian suddenly raised his hand.

"Clang …"

The bottom of the odachi's main body was gently tapped on the ground, making a low and long sound.

From then on, there was a sound wave that was invisible to the naked eye, spreading along the ground at an extremely fast speed, rippling out layer by layer, like an endless wave, rippling to an extremely distant place.

This was a sound that humans could not hear, but to the Fu Mourning God, it was not impossible.

At the first door, the distant sound was dense, dull, and sluggish, as if it had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and there was no more after that.

Over at the second door, the sound waves that had been steady were suddenly disrupted and shattered into a mess, like raindrops falling on a calm lake. It was utterly disordered.

The third door was empty, misty, and far away.

After a few breaths, Jinjian slowly opened his eyes.

He simply skipped the first door because he already knew that it was a dead end. It was a trap prepared by the government of time for intruders and also a cage to punish traitors.

When he reached the second door, he paused for a moment.

There was someone at the end of the tunnel.

In other words, almost all of the employees who had disappeared were gathered there.

So just now, the sound waves that had been smooth were disturbed by the sound of countless people's hurried footsteps, and the feedback made Jinjian feel a little uncomfortable.

Jinjian quickly remembered that the employee he had met before seemed to have said that the current government was busy moving the headquarters to another time and space to avoid some kind of crisis.

This huge and urgent project indeed required a lot of manpower.

It seemed that the current government was busy.

"So, do you want to go?"

Jinjian raised his hand and pointed at the hilt of his sword. Rather than saying it was a question, it was more like an unconscious murmur due to tiredness.

Of course, he knew that if he really just wanted to make a scene and make things difficult for the current government, then he could directly break in.

He believed that at the end of the door, the employees and even the higher-ups of the current government would definitely be "surprised" by his arrival, and then flee in panic.

But —

"Boring."

The silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God decisively expressed his disdain for this almost immediately foreseen ending.

If he did as he thought and directly rushed into the crowd and caused a ruckus without a care, it would simply be like a childish venting of anger and an unreasonable prank.

— There was no style at all.

The Fu Mourning God, who valued style very much, immediately looked away and gave up on this path.

So, the only choice left was — the last door.

Jinjian stared at it silently, and his fingertips that had been pointing at the hilt of his sword gradually stopped —

He had been to the House of Ten Thousand not long ago.

That was a different space that Shi Zheng had specially opened up at a great cost.

This different space, from the top of the clouds to the bottom of the earth, was surrounded by a huge spherical enchantment that was airtight.

Outside the enchantment, there was a dangerous space-time turbulence, and chaos was unknown.

Because of this, the interrogator had to use the space-time compass to enter the outer room.

Otherwise, they would definitely not be able to pass through the chaos of nothingness outside the House of Ten Thousand.

With the House of Ten Thousand as a reference, Jinjian originally thought that the headquarters of the current government should be of the same design.

But now it seemed —

It was ethereal and distant … Boundless and unobstructed, smooth and unobstructed.

Thinking of his perception of the door just now, Jinjian vaguely had a guess in his heart.

— — The headquarters of the current government might not be in the different space protected by the enchantment, but openly connected to the outside world!

In order to confirm this idea, the Fu Mourning God immediately raised his hand, flipped his wrist, pushed away the blade, and unsheathed his body.

A series of actions were done in one breath.

In the next moment, there was a flash of silver blade light, and it was a flash of graceful beauty.

The world was in a trance for a second.

All the sounds were suddenly silent.

Then, in the next moment, an overwhelming surge of —

"Boom —!"

The frenzied sword energy tore through space and set off a hurricane.

It broke through the third door with irresistible force, like a ferocious beast suddenly released from its cage, roaring unscrupulously in the narrow passage.

Everything that obstructed it, restrained it, tried to keep it, and wanted to wear it down …

They had all been mercilessly destroyed.

— — How unscrupulous, arrogant, and rude.

With just one strike, all the doors in the corridor had been smashed open, and a path had been cleared out.

The loud sound of the door shattering, the scattered wreckage, no need to show off, it was a merit.

In front of the Fu Mourning God, from now on —

Unimpeded!

In this earth-shattering moment, the silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God was particularly calm, even cold.

He only took a step forward at the second when the door at the end of the path shattered, and then, he walked toward his path.

The moment he stepped into this passage, the Fu Mourning God felt —

There was a whistling wind, pouring in from a distant place, dispelling the original dullness and stagnation, bringing a different kind of freshness and vitality.

At this moment, Jinjian confirmed that his initial idea was correct.

— — The headquarters of the Government of Time was indeed connected to the outside world.

In the words of the inquisitors, it was very likely that it was the modern world.

In fact, if he thought about it carefully, as an existence that maintained history, Shi Zheng needed to understand the "present" at all times to ensure that the history was not distorted.

At the same time, Shi Zheng also needed to contact enough people to find more spiritual power users to continuously inject new blood into the inquisitor position.

Therefore, the modern world with the richest amount of information and the most talent resources was undoubtedly much better than the other space isolated from the world.

In this regard, it had to be said that the Government of Time was decisive and courageous.

"Ah, it's not completely without merit."

For things that he approved of, Jinjian would not deliberately be stingy with his appreciation.

If there was a favorability meter, then Shi Zheng would probably be able to receive — —

Jinjian's favorability towards players + 1, current favorability -999.

The team ahead is about to be wiped out. Players, please continue to work hard.

The Government of Time: … Hehe.

…

Jinjian walked to the end of the road.

As he expected, the wind from the outside world was gathering and flowing in through the broken entrance.

There was the warmth of the afternoon sun penetrating in, breaking through the darkness of the corridor and lazily illuminating the corner of the intersection, sprinkling a dazzling but not glaring brilliance.

— — This was the aura that belonged to the outside world and came from the modern world.

Jinjian took the last step and completely walked out of the huge building of the Government of Time's headquarters. Then, he saw a new scene.

— — This was probably an island, and it was a man-made island full of modern vibes.

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, many snow-white cleaning robots could be seen moving smoothly and quickly, dutifully cleaning up the surrounding garbage.

Occasionally, small drones could be seen in the sky. They were leisurely carrying cameras and monitoring every corner of the island from a high altitude.

In addition, there were train tracks erected in mid-air and artificial intelligence everywhere …

All of these indicated that the technology of this world was obviously very advanced.

The style of this place was too different from Pingan Jing. On the contrary, it was more similar to Jinjian's original world.

Fu Mourning God rarely stopped to observe for a moment. After all — —

"This peace won't last long."

Fu Mourning God looked at the faintly visible coastline in the distance.

This low voice was not so much a prophecy as it was a statement.

This was not difficult to guess.

Since the Government of Time put aside Jinjian as an "internal concern", it was obvious that they were facing an extremely serious "external threat."

This danger from the outside world was more terrifying and urgent than anything else.

— — This was what Jinjian was interested in.

But before that …

Fu Mourning God turned his head slightly and looked at the huge building complex behind him. After a while, he suddenly narrowed his eyes — —

He could already sense the fluctuations of space-time coming from his surroundings.

The power of space and time, with Shi Zheng's headquarters as the core, continued to squeeze and gather until it was completely enveloped.

"Do you plan to escape before the crisis arrives?"

Shi Zheng really had a good plan. Judging from his current methodical progress, it was obvious that he was already prepared to get out of this situation.

But — —

"The show hasn't started yet. How can I … let you escape now?"

The silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God dragged out his tone meaningfully. His golden eyes seemed to flash with an evil light.

So in the next moment, Fu Mourning God's body suddenly came out of the scabbard.

With a wave of the odachi, the space-time force that had been gathered with great difficulty was suddenly torn open, and a big hole was torn open.

The power of space and time suddenly became a leaky ball and turned into countless flashing fluorescent lights, overflowing like water. The process was even accompanied by wind chime-like sound effects.

Specks of light, ethereal and moving sound.

The visual effect of this scene was still very good.

However, Shi Zheng and the others were so angry that they almost vomited blood!

"Stop!

Stop right now! "

Suddenly, there was a shout in the air. It was heart-wrenching and uncontrollable.

It was as if in the next moment, the owner of the voice was going to rush over and perish together.

Jinjian looked up — —

Black robe, golden pattern, protective paper.

Heh, another high-ranking member.

Of course, there was more than one.

Not far behind the other party, there was still a large group of people following behind them. They looked aggressive.

The black-robed employee rushed to the front of Fu Mourning God and raised his trembling hand to accuse, "You, how dare you!"

His whole body was trembling, and he looked like he was extremely angry. He did not even care about the power and danger of Fu Mourning God and completely forgot about it.

After all, Fu Mourning God's attack, in this moment of a race against time, was like cutting off a person's path of survival.

Under such circumstances, who could remain calm?!

In the face of this person's anger, Jinjian was unperturbed.

Fu Mourning God looked down at the other person's sorry state, then slowly commented, "You came too slowly."

The Shi Zheng employee was used to living like a prince. Whenever he went out, no matter how far he was, he had to rely on the space-time compass.

Now that he was in a hurry, he risked his life to come here, but in the end, he was despised.

The black-robed man gasped for breath. Clearly, he was furious.

But he still knew the severity of the situation. He knew that if he were to fall out with Fu Mourning God now, it would be like adding fuel to the fire, and it would only make the situation worse.

Hence, the black-robed employee calmed himself down and tried his best to keep a straight face, "Sir, do you know what you have done — — at such a critical moment, if you delay the transfer of the headquarters, everyone will be finished!"

Obviously, the "everyone" in the black-robed employee's words included Fu Mourning God himself.

However, even if he suddenly heard that it was a matter of life and death, Jin Jian only lazily raised his eyes and said indifferently, "Is that so?"

Fu Mourning God's expression was too cold, as if he had just heard something unimportant.

This nonchalant look made the black-robed employee explode.

This was probably similar to "Everyone is in a state of panic, why should you be the only one who can stay out of trouble" and resentment.

The black-robed employee decided to let the other party truly understand the seriousness of the matter, and understand how terrifying the impending crisis was.

Hence, the black-robed employee said something that should never be said, something that belonged to the fate of this world — —

"The area that we are in now is called Kanagawa."

"In half an hour, there will be an unstoppable catastrophe."

"The final result will be that the 700,000 people in this area — —"