Chapter 894: – Keep Quiet

The era keeps changing, changing back and forth, it seems to be just that.

But this time, it seems to have really changed.

A person openly shoots flames from both hands, using recoil to fly in midair, hovering, resembling the flight pose of Iron Man wearing early battle armor.

Although the tone and words are very arrogant, the posture is hands slightly spread to the sides, opened downward, rather effeminate. It largely destroys the feeling of unrestrained abandon, of "the world is mine."

"What are you arguing about?" Tang Luo walked back into the living room, wearing casual clothes, "Did the gas explode?"

"Well, this person says the era has changed again, Master, is this a God‑Demon Walker?" Ao Yulie pointed outside.

"I have no impression." Tang Luo shook his head; there are so many God‑Demon Walkers that even members of the Walker Assembly, he didn't deliberately memorize anyone.

Besides the acquaintances he originally knew, Tang Luo only remembered the council members.

Oh, speaking of which, the new faces of the Standing Committee, those strong God‑Demon Walkers, used to shout that the era had changed.

The result was a slap sent them back—changed? Changed my ass!

"Bring them over to ask; maybe it really has changed." Tang Luo continued.

That somewhat effeminate, somewhat arrogant flame‑shooting man was about to do something when suddenly a violently fierce whirlwind struck.

It not only blew away the flames on his hands, but also sent him spinning wildly.

Even with the physique of a third‑stage God‑Demon Walker, he couldn't resist; the world spun, he couldn't tell direction, feeling as if he'd been shoved into a tumbling washing machine.

After a bout of frantic tumbling, Yuan Xing slammed hard to the ground and couldn't get up for a while.

Despite straining to keep his eyes wide open, all he saw before him was a flashing darkness, only able to make out a few blurry figures.

Seeing someone before him, the instinct of a God‑Demon Walker made him instantly spring into a defensive stance, but as soon as he exerted himself he fell again—legs weak, powerless, and his balance still not restored.

This left Yuan Xing in utter embarrassment.

After a while his vision finally cleared, and he could see the three blurry figures before him clearly.

Yuan Xing, having regained his strength and balance, was just about to stand when his legs went soft again and he collapsed once more.

"Demon…holy monk!" Yuan Xing shouted loudly, to cover the instinctive "demon" that had slipped out, he shouted "holy monk" very loudly.

"Do you know me?" Tang Luo asked.

Yuan Xing nodded frantically; he too had participated in the Walker Assembly, though he never got onto that platform, he had still witnessed Tang Luo's terror.

At the same time, he was actually a member of the "Era Has Changed" camp, or rather, a supporter.

He believed that Lu Jingtian and his ilk's ideas were what befitted the future of God‑Demon Walkers, he scorned the approaches of Kong Ming and company, and had strong objections to their actions.

As for Tang Luo, who supports Kong Ming and the like, he certainly felt no goodwill toward him.

Behind his back, who knows how many times he's been cursed.

But when they actually met, his bodily instinct instantly recalled the scene from that day, and he became utterly obedient.

"Hmm, don't be nervous, tell me what happened." Tang Luo sat on the sofa and asked, "I just returned from the mission world and heard you saying the era has changed?"

Although Tang Luo showed no hostility or dissatisfaction.

But seeing him sitting on the sofa, casually leaning against the backrest and looking at him, Yuan Xing's heart raced uncontrollably.

A huge pressure came from all directions, feeling worse than when the world had spun earlier.

"Ha, ha, ha……

A few seconds, perhaps a long few hours, Yuan Xing's mouth gaped open, he gasped heavily, sweat drenched his clothes, as if he'd just survived a life‑and‑death battle.

Having survived the calamity.

After a good while, Yuan Xing finally spoke: "God… the God‑Demon Game's restrictions have been completely lifted."

"Oh, you mean we can do as we please without any punishment?" Tang Luo asked.

He wasn't surprised by that answer.

Transcendents can contact God‑Demon Walkers, so the lifting of restrictions on God‑Demon Walkers in the real world is also normal.

Faced with Tang Luo's question, Yuan Xing simply couldn't answer.

The correct answer is certainly "yes," but he knows the demon monk before him is a "conservative."

He feared that if he answered "yes," the other would slap him to death.

Or, the two lackeys beside him would rush over and twist off his head.

Compared to the exposed Tang Luo, Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie are relatively low‑key; many God‑Demon Walkers have only a vague impression of them.

"It's the God‑Demon Game that no longer restricts us God‑Demon Walkers." Yuan Xing gave a compromise answer.

"Hmm." Tang Luo asked, "When did it start?"

This time, the duration Tang Luo and company were away almost matched that of the mission world.

Before they left, the real world was fine; after returning, it had changed.

The change, did it occur when they entered the mission?

"The news has fully spread; the outbreak was a month ago, possibly earlier…" Yuan Xing said.

He received the news a month ago.

But before that, perhaps some God‑Demon Walkers had already confirmed the restrictions were completely lifted, merely probing in secret without acting.

You must know that, in the past, the God‑Demon Game's fluctuating line never disappeared, and under Kong Ming and company's strict restrictions, few God‑Demon Walkers would deliberately court death to test it.

Accidents, however, always happen.

Then, the accident was proven not to be an accident, but rather "the era has changed."

"So what's the situation now?"

"…It's pretty chaotic; Councilor Kong and the others aren't around, no one is overseeing the big picture, the God‑Demon Game's affairs have basically been exposed." Yuan Xing said.

During these periods, certainly many God‑Demon Walkers are in the game.

Kong Ming and company are the same; they haven't returned yet, but Lu Jingtian and these radicals are.

They don't mind at all pushing God‑Demon Walkers onto the stage to completely change this world.

Furthermore... speaking frankly, among the current Gods and Demons Walkers, the radical faction accounts for the majority.

Those who, after gaining power, can still be content with the status quo, even to the point of being content with poverty and devoted to the Dao, are originally a minority.

Armed with a weapon, murderous intent arises; I argued with an idiot online for a full three hours, not because I wanted to argue with him for three hours—if I could, I would have already slapped him over the internet.

Others can't, but Gods and Demons Walkers can.

Moreover, Lü Jingtian and his group excitedly took the lead, wanting to establish a fait accompli before Tang Luo and his group appeared.

Then, it became chaotic.

It devolved into a chaotic mess.

Gods and Demons Walkers fought recklessly among themselves, as well as against the 'outside world'.

Some Gods and Demons Walkers shouted, 'I am the king of the world,' acted recklessly, were shot to shreds, blown to pieces, paying the price for their ignorance and arrogance.

It would be fine if they just died themselves, but the problem is that their actions provoked a great deal of hostility.

The scene was utterly chaotic; Lü Jingtian and his group were actually panicking too—heaven knows, they never thought that just because everyone were Gods and Demons Walkers they could do as they pleased.

They wanted to step onto the stage, onto the pinnacle of the world, not to cause chaos.

But the problem is that they actually overestimated themselves, lacking the restrictions of the Gods and Demons Game, and without Kongming and others to hold things down.

They simply couldn't suppress so many Gods and Demons Walkers, not even some of their own subordinates.

They wanted to guide, but couldn't; they simply lacked the ability.

Unless Kongming and his group are also present, quickly gathering the power of the Walker Convention, only then can they suppress the current chaotic situation with thunderous force.

'So that's how it is.' After listening, Yuan Xing began to stutter, then gradually spoke fluently; Tang Luo nodded and asked, 'What were you doing just then?'

'I...' Yuan Xing's whole body trembled, but he gritted his teeth and laid everything out.

As a radical, he fought with two conservative Gods and Demons Walkers.

Those two entered the Gods and Demons Game earlier than Yuan Xing, but their strength was actually inferior to his; even combined, they were defeated.

Hence Yuan Xing's unrestrained outburst.

By this point, Yuan Xing wished he could slap himself hundreds of times—heaven knows, I never expected Tang Xuanzang to live here!

Such an ordinary residential complex—it doesn't match his status!

'Not dead?'

'Not dead...'

'Hmm, then send those two for treatment.' Tang Luo said, 'Also, using all your channels, tell every Gods and Demons Walker you can contact: I'm back, keep quiet.'

'Let them spread it too.'

'Got it, got it!' Having regained vitality, Yuan Xing was overjoyed, crawling away.

Tang Luo picked up the phone that had just been charged, opened several chat groups he hadn't looked at in a long time, typed a message, and broadcast it—

'Keep quiet.'