The next morning, a part of their country's residential areas received the directive to dismantle the original "protective walls," and people were allowed to go outside.
The unsuspecting residents excitedly took their tools to tear down the walls. When they emerged from the encirclement and the patrolling videos showed no strange disasters causing deaths, the informed crowd erupted.
It was true!
That damned god was gone!
They no longer had to worry about their countrymen dying on the streets due to inexplicable disasters, no longer had to be constantly vigilant, no longer had to make sacrifices...
The next day, more walls were torn down.
Other countries were stunned, many believing they had gone mad, even using this opportunity to spread unfavorable news about their nation.
On the road to escape, some people would run hand in hand, while others, even in death, would not forget to stab those around them.
Unfortunately, only those people thought they were fleeing. They themselves had stopped and begun to fight back.
By the end of the second day, no one had died from strange disasters.
They also discovered something: the sky, which had always felt covered by something, was much brighter.
Ordinary people attributed this to the dismantling of the protective walls, but those who could already see the sky felt it more directly.
Those who knew the truth became even more excited.
The dead, oppressive barriers were broken, and everything was so vibrant and flourishing. Thirty years, how much youth had been wasted? How many companions had died?
If they had died striving with all their might, they would have felt it worthwhile. But their companions had been killed so miserably, so silently, by an evil entity, and they themselves had been its enforcers. Many who knew the truth felt a pang of regret. This was from Sudan Novel Network.
Fortunately, now, it was all over.
The vibrant life force repeatedly crushed the lingering resentment that wanted to resurge. Every time it gained a little strength, it was brutally shattered by the laughter and joy filling the world.
In contrast, the young one, who was already the master of the world, grew visibly and quickly, gaining the strength to protect his people.
No matter how unwilling that ball of resentment was, it had no chance.
Protective walls were dismantled one after another, and the trend of smashing walls spread to every region of the country. Some countries that were friendly with theirs also began the journey of dismantling walls.
Of course, to the Heavenly Dao, everyone in this world was his subject, and he would protect everyone.
The feedback and faith he received grew, and he finally didn't have to rely on Zhu Yin. Re Chongyan was the happiest about this.
His only love rival was gone.
He paid for a celebratory dinner.
Everyone ate happily.
Zhan Ying picked up a piece of braised pork and examined it carefully, saying, "This is our last meal here. It's a little hard to bear to eat it."
Tomorrow was the day of dismantling the walls between heaven and hell.
Shen Yu comforted him, "Isn't this Brother Nan's place? Can't we come here anymore?"
Zhan Ying was stunned.
Nan Bei said, "This place is still his property; it won't be touched. You can continue to live here; no one will ask you to leave."
After the dismantling of the walls began, many wealthy individuals who had hoarded resources felt threatened. Some exchanged most of their assets for protection, while others wanted to flee abroad.
Jiang Feng, as the initiator, had made significant contributions to this matter, and he had also contributed a large amount of assets. Therefore, this place still belonged to him.
However, even so, Zhan Ying said, "We won't stay here. This world is finally good; I want to go and see it."
The others probably felt the same.
So, they treated this meal as a farewell dinner. The next morning, everyone bid their goodbyes.
Zhu Yin and Re Chongyan were the last to leave.
The young one was left with Nan Bei and Jiang Feng.
"Protect him well; he will also protect you."
Nan Bei nodded, "We will."