Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

'waaaaaaa!'

A deafening roar echoed through the deepest palace of the underworld.

That's the power of the green-skinned orcs's thoughts, a powerful ability to distort reality.

With the death of the orc leader, he became a dead being in the Styx River.

The will of the underworld mobilized its power, causing this power to reappear.

This is the power of the River Styx, and also the final defense of the Underworld, mobilizing the power of countless dead to fight off the enemy!
Within the calamity fog roam countless terrifying demons, many of which possess special abilities and talents.

They failed to show their brilliance due to racial deficiencies or reasons of strength.

But in the hands of the supreme Styx will, these abilities will see the light of day again!
As the ability was activated, the laws of physics were forcibly altered.

A crimson psionic sun appeared, and even though it was not large, its scorching heat seemed to ignite the River Styx.

However, something strange happened. The being that suddenly appeared before Him, making a series of clanging sounds from the chains, also let out a shriek.

'waaaaa'

what happened?

The Styx Will was astonished. It was only by mobilizing the power of the orc leader that it could unleash waaaaa. How could this dread demon have done this?

Could this freak be an orc?
Even more bizarrely, the spiritual sun condensed by the will of the Styx expanded dozens of times in an instant, and then collapsed in an implosion-like manner at a terrifying speed that surpassed the laws of physics!

The originally raging crimson light was forcibly compressed. At its core, an impenetrable, pure white singularity containing ultimate destructive energy was suddenly born! Terrifying power erupted in an instant! The River Styx boiled, and the Underworld trembled!
Styx's consciousness could not believe it; this false demon of terror had actually forcibly controlled the miniature sun that it had created.

And it has transformed into an even more dangerous posture!
Moreover, Styx's consciousness seemed to have seen it behind that terrifying demon.

Two enormous orc heads appeared, and they roared simultaneously.

'waaaaa'

What are the two gods of the orcs?
This freak is the chosen one of the orcs? Impossible! How could an orc look like this? Even the ancient orcs didn't look like this!
'exile!'

He roared, unleashing the power of the dead once more. The space before him shattered like a mirror, engulfing the impending burst of psionic energy. In the next instant, hundreds of kilometers away, terrifying light and heat erupted.

That was the ability of some kind of terrifying demon. Its innate ability was peculiar but not very strong; it could only randomly move the target a hundred meters away.

In His hands, however, He could banish them to great distances.

This ensured the safety of the underworld.

Without hesitation, He sealed away this strange entity.

'Mirror!'

In the underworld, the entire space twists and intertwines like a kaleidoscope of mirrors.

Countless enormous, smooth, sharp mirrors, reflecting bizarre and fantastical scenes of the dead, sprang up out of thin air. They multiplied, rotated, and spliced ​​together as if they possessed a life of their own!
It transforms into an infinitely nested kaleidoscope maze with paths refracting wildly.

One second the Styx tributary was right in front of you, the next it appeared in the upside-down mirror above your head.

This is the ability of a certain Returning Terror Demon, who is skilled at dragging targets into the mirror space to torture them. In the hands of the Styx Consciousness, it has become a powerful tool for sealing.

This enemy, emanating an eerie aura, must be treated with caution. He must first attempt to seal it away before launching a further attack.

'This demon possesses extremely strong reality distortion, but it's not enough to face me!'

However, the clanging of chains rang out again.

The demon sealed within the mirror took a step, its body twisting instantly. It seemed to contort itself into an indescribable black shadow, revealing a ferocious maw full of sharp teeth, from which a series of crimson eyes of varying sizes opened.

The three-dimensional world seemed to have become an interweaving of countless lines and angles.

He traversed a world of lines and angles.

The next instant, black mist rose before the Will of the Styx, and 'he' emerged from the corner of the mirror. An indescribable black shadow reached for the Will of the Styx.

Ignoring spatial barriers, it emerged from within the angle. Was that a Tindalos Hound?

Legend has it that beings who manipulate time and space are subject to its gaze and hunt. These are extraordinary creatures that will relentlessly hunt unless the difference in their power levels is too great. Therefore, they are called hounds.

The Styx Will was shocked. Could it use the abilities of such strange creatures that existed in the timeline, besides orcs?

"What the hell are you?"

Styx's consciousness felt a strong sense of unease. It quickly dodged the attack of the monstrous demon and simultaneously used the abilities of multiple undead.

At the same time, a phantom of a clock appeared behind him.

In that instant, the world, which had been almost frozen in time, was slowed down once again!
Time is disrupted, and everything that happens slows down a thousandfold. This might not be of much use to a king, but it's more than enough for a demon.

Any demon can never be a king!
Then, the Styx consciousness twisted, and the light fragments on its body fell, transforming into a humanoid 'perfect creature'.

The Echoes of All Beings (Children): The Styx River, having devoured the mother body, naturally gained the ability to create children.

While 'him' is frozen in time, tear 'him' to shreds!
However, that figure shattered His perception once again. In a flash, 'he' transformed into a scaleless white dragon with a dragon head but no claws or wings. Where scales should have been on it, traces of rapidly passing or past time imprints appeared.

The moment the scaleless white dragon appeared, the slowed-down time was instantly restored.

The perfect being aged rapidly before even getting close to 'him'. When the perfect being took a step, all its organs had already aged completely and turned to ashes in front of the Styx consciousness.

"The Time Insect!"

Styx's will was terrified. This terrifying demon could even use the abilities of such a creature?
Doesn't that mean 'he' can cross the river of time at any time?

He considered a possibility: the origin of all things? Could 'he' utilize the abilities of any species?
impossible!
A being capable of such power would be on par with the Chaos Gods, wouldn't they? How dare the Chaos Mist create such a being?
He roared, his body retreating rapidly in an instant, unleashing dozens of abilities of the dead, making him so fast that he could not be detected by the naked eye.

However, the next moment, the scaleless white dragon roared, its body expanding instantly. Dragon scales grew, dragon claws appeared, and dragon wings unfolded!

The moment the dragon opened its eyes, the will of the Styx seemed to see the destruction of timelines.

If the previous scaleless white dragon was merely a half-dragon that had not yet grown up, what now appeared before the will of the Styx River was a supreme divine dragon with unparalleled power!
Intimidation, beauty, indifference
The flow of time around it became chaotic!
This is advancement, this is evolution!
The Styx consciousness could not believe it.

How could such a creature exist? It only appears after everything has been annihilated, after the end of all things.

That is the Dragon of Time!
This terrifying demon, right before His eyes, evolved the Time Worm into the Time Dragon.

But He had no chance to question it. As the Time Dragon appeared, time began to distort, and the Styx Will, which had already distanced itself, felt itself 'regressing'.

Like a reversed image, He, now at a distance, returns to the starting point with the same posture and movements. This is how the Dragon of Time manipulates time.
The tyrannical courage within the Styx Will, as the ultimate void of death and the end of all beings, will not be so easily defeated.

Since we can't create a significant distance, let's give it a try!
He roared in anger, and the River Styx surged.

He mobilized the power of countless dead. He was the Styx consciousness, a combination of the power of countless dead, how could he be killed here?

With enhanced defense, the abilities of the Corpse King, Trilobites, and even the Silent Demon were activated.

Following that, attack power increased, Centaur Supreme, Death Dragon Supreme, Orc Boss.
The terrifying power accumulated and stacked, allowing Him to break free from the power of the Time Dragon and escape from the distorted time.

His form also twisted at this moment: dragon wings, carapace, battle axe, horseshoes, and steel-hardened skin.
He transformed into a bloated yet terrifying being!

The power of countless dead has been mobilized!

"Come, face the River Styx!"

At that moment, He saw the colossal Time Dragon, which let out a battle roar—a terrifying roar powerful enough to shatter the continuity of time!
That was not a dragon's roar, but rather a more violent and indomitable will!

The enormous dragon body transformed into a majestic form that stood tall and upright!

His muscles were bulging like dragons, containing a brute force powerful enough to shake the stars. They were covered with huge, crisscrossing scars that seemed to have been cut by time and space itself, each scar silently roaring with an indomitable fighting spirit!
It was a headless giant with eyes that were filled with nothing but pure rage, devoid of any reason, and capable of burning the world to ashes and fighting to the death.

Its navel serves as a mouth, exhaling scorching breath, a breath mingled with the blood and clashing of ancient battlefields.

When the headless giant raised his arm, the starlight in the virtual realm materialized and transformed into a giant star battle axe in his hand!
how come?
Not only can it be used on species, but also on special individuals within a species. No, that's not right.
It's imitation! It's mimicry!
Who exactly are you?

His response was the falling battle axe!

Xing Tian dances with Gan Qi!
That pure, violent power can even destroy death itself!
In that instant, everything constructed by the will of the Styx was destroyed, and the enormous and terrifying bodies of countless dead were annihilated under the giant axe.

"Insolence! How dare you defy the Styx!" The Styx's will surged, unleashing an even more frenzied resistance.

Absorb the life force of the ancient tree and restore everything for me!
Destruction and rebirth alternated rapidly as the Styx consciousness made a desperate attempt, concentrating its power into a single point.

A spear suddenly thrust out and pierced through the giant's chest.

"Death!" the will of the Styx roared, the concept of death being poured into it. It forcibly plunged it into the Styx!
The moment the headless giant was pierced, the Will of the Styx felt a surge of triumphant joy. But in the next instant, that joy turned to terror!

Death was swallowed by nothingness, and the Styx that had flowed into it vanished without a trace. Only the clanging of chains could be heard.

The next moment, the giant's arm seized His head.

Space was restored in that instant, and He returned to His throne deep within the Underworld, as if He had just descended, powerful and mysterious.

It was as if the battle that had just taken place was merely an illusion.
But the hand still gripped His head, and the eerie demon still appeared before His throne.

That was a void existence; even now, the Styx consciousness cannot comprehend 'his' existence.

It should not exist in the form of something ethereal and unreal.
Only the clanking of his chains proved that he was indeed here.
The next moment, his hand tightened.

"What exactly are you?" Styx's consciousness sighed, then collapsed!

The underworld's last resistance vanished at this moment.
The being deep within the void sighed with regret.

The journey to the underworld was completely severed by an entity that did not belong to this time and space.

Outside the underworld, Li Yelai saw a white dragon emerge and then a headless giant appear.

The chains wrapped around his body could not stop his overwhelming power.

They also witnessed the Styx consciousness's most frenzied revenge, but everything returned to normal in the next second.

It was as if what I had just seen was merely a fragmented illusion.

Only within the underworld did that extremely terrifying aura suddenly dissipate, indicating that everything he had seen was real.

At this moment, Li Ye looked around. Time and space were still frozen, and everything around him was still frozen in place.

Charge of human warriors, bullets fired amidst molten heat, and violent, swift lightning.

They all froze in mid-air, like a painting.
The bizarre and powerful ability to stop time
The champion's cape, which had been fluttering wildly, gradually came to a stop. The aura of the champions' frenzied rise also began to subside.

Even if time were frozen, would one still be able to sense the arrival and departure of danger?

But they failed to realize that an extremely dangerous entity lurked on this battlefield.
So that's how it is; it cannot be perceived, and even the definition of its own existence has been erased.
Leader of the Terror Demons, First Seat: None!
Li Yelai let out a breath. Now that things had come to this, he knew to some extent who the visitor was.

He prevented Li Yelai from making a deal with Mr. Ying, and also prevented Li Yelai from meeting his fate.

Watching the figure emerge from the underworld, listening to the clanging of chains.

Li Yelai sighed softly, "As expected, my fear has also transformed into a demon of terror. Having exhausted all trading opportunities, there's still that unknown future."

The figure raised his eyes, revealing a face identical to Li Yelai's.

"I."

'Wu' descended the steps of the underworld, clearly the same face, the same person.

At this moment, 'nothingness' could no longer be called human. Its form was no longer stable, either remaining an indescribable black shadow or sprouting countless pitch-black tentacles.

And there is no longer any human emotion; it is indifference, no, it is nothingness!
It's as if it's something that is hated and resisted by the world, something that even it hates itself.

The moment I saw 'him'.

Li Yelai heard a cacophony of sounds.

'Human' 'Champion' 'Fate'

'Reincarnation' 'Nothingness' 'Forgetting'

'Existence' 'Negation' 'Rejection'

Countless voices overlapped and interfered at this moment.

In the end, it all turned into a sigh.

The body of 'nothingness' gradually turned into nothingness.
As a demon of terror, 'he' might want to kill Li Yelai, but that would undoubtedly allow Mr. Shadow to be further liberated.

Therefore, 'he' chose to interfere with the transaction. But only once.
Deep within Li Yelai's consciousness, Mr. Ying let out a low laugh.

(Alright, now it's just a matter of wrapping things up.) (End of Chapter)