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Chapter 607: The War of the Gods (Part 617)
"We're in safely!"

Holding the Bewitching Pearl and concealing his aura, Lin Beixuan brushed past the Fear Demon God and successfully entered the gate.

The scene inside the door was basically the same as what he had seen when the door opened—an extremely desolate world.

The dim light, as faint as the wax dripping from a corpse, cast an eerie, dark yellow hue over the entire land.

The ground was not soil, but formed from countless broken bones. Stepping on it produced a soft, cracking sound, as if skeletal arms could reach out from the ground at any moment and drag the intruder into the abyss.

Lin Beixuan's soul was still, and the Bewitching Pearl emitted a faint mist in his palm, not only shielding his existence but also twisting the chaotic laws around him into a frequency of the same origin as the world behind the gate, disguising him as an object from the world behind the gate.

He took a shallow breath, and what entered his lungs was a corrosive energy. The surrounding laws were chaotic, and he could hardly see any laws representing positive effects; all he could see were withering, decay, and death...

Lin Beixuan silently sensed everything around him, his brows slightly furrowed.

"The power of heaven and earth within the gate is indeed different from that of the mortal world; every wisp of flowing energy carries a malevolent intent that devours life."

"This malice is completely the opposite of the mortal world. If an ordinary mortal god were to enter, he probably wouldn't last long before being corrupted by the power in the air here and his strength would be greatly reduced."

Lin Beixuan's gaze was fixed on the distance. In this vast expanse of land, countless skeletons were piled up like mountains, stretching to the horizon.

They were like locusts swarming together, crowding and running across the ground, heading towards the Gate of the Divine Abyss.

"This number can only be described as terrifying!"

Lin Beixuan gripped the Bewitching Heaven Pearl tightly, suppressing the urge to use his divine power to crush the horde of corpses gathered here into dust.

He looked up in one direction and saw a blurry black shadow on the horizon.

The shadowy figure was larger than anyone could imagine, resembling a black mountain range suspended in mid-air. Even from a distance of thousands of miles, one could feel the terrifying pressure contained within it.

"It's in that direction!"

Lin Beixuan gripped the Bewitching Pearl tightly and, following the guidance of Tianyi's calculations, sped towards the direction of the shadowy figure.

His figure moved with lightning speed, covering a thousand miles in a single step, without any unnecessary contact on this land.

Lin Beixuan had no desire to explore this desolate and decaying land.

His only goal was to get to the statue and take what was inside.

After receiving the panel rewards, Lin Beixuan devoted all the Heavenly Dao's Gaze he had acquired to calculations.

The final calculations revealed what he had gained from this trip to the idol, which greatly astonished him.

"When the Lord of the Underworld led the entire Underworld to block the gate back then, did he already foresee that the gate would one day reopen?"

While thinking to himself, Lin Beixuan continued walking quickly without stopping.

The closer he got to the shadowy figure, the stronger the creature behind the door he could sense.

A bone demon that feeds on skeletons, a skeleton dragon hundreds of feet long sleeping on a mountain of skeletons, its body like a blood mist, a blood shadow without substance...

The creatures in this post-apocalyptic world are not as simple as they originally imagined, but rather have their own rich ecosystem.

However, the ecosystem behind the door is not normal, but deformed. All life is constantly fighting and devouring each other, and there is no perfect biological rule.

A moment later, as Lin Beixuan got closer to the shadowy figure, the strange phenomena he had been seeing began to change.

The sky grew increasingly gloomy, as if it might collapse at any moment. The corrosive energy in the air became even more viscous, and just getting close to it made Lin Beixuan feel uncomfortable all over. Even his soul felt as if it were being pierced by fine needles, with waves of stinging pain.

Lin Beixuan's speed did not decrease, but the mist around him became even denser.

Gradually, the shadowy figure revealed its full form; it was not a black mountain range at all, but a massive altar spanning thousands of miles.

The edge of the altar was wrapped with countless thick, ghostly chains, the other ends of which plunged deep into the void, their destination unknown.

Meanwhile, the chains were also flashing with blood-like writhing runes, and each change triggered the surrounding negative laws, producing a dull, rattling sound.

Why does this place feel so familiar to me?

Lin Beixuan's heart pounded slightly as he looked at the altar reflected in his eyes.

"It's like... the underworld!"

Lin Beixuan's gaze swept over the writhing blood-red runes on the Netherworld Chains at the edge of the altar.

No wonder it looks somewhat familiar. How could the world behind the door possibly possess the runic arts of the mortal world?
Having made up his mind, Lin Beixuan stepped onto the altar.

The altar was very large, and one could see rows of black statues standing on the ground. These statues had different expressions, but they all faced the same direction.

"These people must have been underworld officials and ghost soldiers from the underworld back then."

Lin Beixuan raised his hand and tapped on the statues, then suddenly stopped.

“It’s not just a statue; there are faint energy fluctuations on it, which means they once existed.”

Lin Beixuan took a deep breath and roughly understood what this altar was and what the statue he saw was.

"No wonder I felt something calling to me as soon as I entered the door. It turns out it was because of the Book of Life and Death and the Soul-Hooking Pen."

Lin Beixuan walked quickly toward the direction that had attracted him, bumping into many Wu Chi who were on guard at the altar along the way.

The guards responsible for protecting this altar were all of the Wu Chi level, which shows how much pressure the Lord of the Underworld put on the gate back then.

Moreover, since it is currently the time of a great war between the two worlds, a powerful Pillar Demon God has been assigned to guard the altar.

If it weren't for Tianyi's calculations, Lin Beixuan would have died countless times.

Follow the altar base all the way to the central statue.

It was a black statue over a thousand feet tall, its entire body resembling a piece of stone about to weather away. Its features were blurred, but its eyes were like two bottomless voids, burning with flames.

The statue holds a book in one hand and a pen in the other, gazing into the distance with a drop of solidified ink hanging from the pen tip, as if about to fall.

"Is the Lord of the Underworld truly dead?"

Such a thought popped into Lin Beixuan's mind.

He raised his hand to touch the statue, and a cold sensation came from his fingertips. A powerful force of darkness surged into his body through his arm, resonating with the Book of Life and Death and the Soul-Hooking Pen in his incense temple.

At this moment, Lin Beixuan could clearly sense that inside the statue, there was also half a scroll of the Book of Life and Death and half a broken Soul-Hooking Pen.

Suddenly, Lin Beixuan withdrew his hand and turned his gaze in one direction.

Suddenly, a strange gray mist appeared, quickly moving from one side of the altar to the statue and transforming into the appearance of a strange old man.

Although this old man had a human body, his facial features were completely unlike those of a human. His enormous mouth almost stretched to below his ears, and his two eyes seemed to be glued together by a single line, with only a small opening in the middle revealing jet-black pupils. One of the Seventy-Two Pillars, the Death Whisper Demon God.

In one of Lin Beixuan's previous calculations, he was exposed to the opponent and held off for a long time until the demon god of the four pillars arrived and killed him.

As soon as the Deathrattle Demon landed, its gaze lingered on the statue, scanning it incessantly.

Unable to detect Lin Beixuan's presence, it sensed something amiss with the statue, so it dropped what it was doing and rushed over.

However, upon arrival, they found that the statue remained unchanged, without any strange energy reaction.

Hissing sounds emanated from the gaping maw of the Deathly Demon. It extended its withered, skeletal fingers and gently touched the statue, a hint of doubt flashing in its dark eyes.

Unbeknownst to it, Lin Beixuan held his breath and had already arrived behind it.

The Bead of Mysticity completely integrated him with the environmental rules of the world behind the gate. As long as he did not use his divine power, even the supreme demon god of the four pillars could not detect him.

Moreover, the Deathrattle Demon God's strength is only in the middle range among the seventy-two pillar demon gods. With Lin Beixuan intentionally concealing it, the opponent cannot detect it at all.

"Is it an illusion?"

The Deathly Demon tilted its head, uttering a string of obscure syllables from its enormous mouth.

The syllables fell to the ground and transformed into tiny black snakes of characters, spreading across the altar.

"Deathly Words to Investigate Spirits".

As lines of black characters crawled outwards like living things, Lin Beixuan instantly opened his eyes, and a jet-black divine sword was drawn from its sheath, which he then used to slash.

"Zheng..."

The chilling sword cry seemed to echo from the very beginning of creation, carrying an unprecedentedly powerful pressure as it slashed into the body of the Death Whisper Demon God.

Its reaction speed was already extremely fast; the moment the God-Slaying Sword was unsheathed, it instantly unleashed its divine domain.

However, before the blade of this sword, its divine domain was like a slightly larger balloon, easily popped with a gentle poke, without causing the slightest obstruction.

"Soul-stirring."

Lin Beixuan raised his sword and slashed into the body of the Death Whisper Demon God. This sword strike was sure to shatter the opponent's divine domain and cause serious damage.

But Lin Beixuan also knew that he couldn't kill the Death Language Demon God with just this one sword.

Just as the Deathly Demon God was shocked by the breach of his divine domain, Lin Beixuan's next attack arrived.

The choice appeared before the Death Whisper Demon God in an instant, like a shooting star. The power of the laws of life, death, and calamity swirled around the sword, instantly severing the Death Whisper Demon God's head.

These two sword strikes occurred in a mere instant, and Lin Beixuan held nothing back, even sacrificing a hundred years of his lifespan to unleash a strike with the God-Slaying Sword, all in an attempt to break the Demon God's domain of the Deathly Language Demon God.

According to Tianyi's calculations, when he launches a sneak attack, the Demon God's Domain will severely delay his time, so using the God-Slaying Sword is the most convenient and quickest way.

"It's just a pity about my hundred-year lifespan!"

Lin Beixuan opened the hand that had previously used the God-Slaying Sword, and saw that a bloody mark had appeared on his palm at some point.

"Pfft!"

The head of the Deathrattle Demon only rolled to the ground at this moment, its dark eyes still filled with disbelief and astonishment.

It seemed that it still hadn't realized why it had been suddenly attacked, and why the attack was so fast and fierce.

However, the matter did not end there.

Suddenly, the headless body of the Death Whisper Demon God erupted with thick gray mist, from which came a series of mournful howls, and countless twisted and hideous faces struggled within the mist.

Lin Beixuan seemed to have known this all along. Just as the gray mist was expanding and about to re-condense into a head, Lin Beixuan spread his five fingers, and his palm turned into a rotating black hole, swallowing up all the gray mist.

"The Pig - Devouring Law!"

After completing the World Lord's Compendium, Lin Beixuan gained some of the World Lord's Law abilities, which prompted certain pathways under his control to evolve again, and he had already slightly touched upon the Laws.

Therefore, when the Deathly Whisper Demon God turned into gray mist and prepared to resurrect, Lin Beixuan had already prepared the Devouring Law in advance to prevent the Deathly Whisper Demon God from resurrecting.

"I am the Demon of Death's Words, the god who wields the power of the dead. As long as the souls of the dead exist, I will never truly die!"

The voice of the Deathly Demon echoed in the void, and a continuous stream of gray mist surged toward the altar from all directions.

Lin Beixuan remained unmoved upon seeing this: "I have spent countless calculations and already know all your trump cards. This time, no matter how much you talk, you are doomed."

As he spoke, Lin Beixuan flipped his palm, and the Devouring Law suddenly transformed into the Manifestation Law. A strange space enveloped the area around the altar, isolating it from the gray mist.

"This is... her power." Sensing the power of the manifested laws, the voice of the Deathly Demon God finally changed, carrying a hint of fear.

Hundreds of years ago, it fought against the Divine Lord of Illusion, but its power was perfectly countered by the divine power of his manifestation.

The Law of Manifestation is specifically designed to dispel all illusions and can sever the connection between the spirit of the Deathly Demon and everything around it.

At this moment, the gray mist cannot enter the space, and it is only a matter of time before the Death Whisper Demon God completely dissipates.

"Fortunately, I was able to calculate the entire process of killing the Death Whisper Demon God directly. Otherwise, if I had to come up with a plan on the spot, I wouldn't have been able to do it so quickly." Lin Beixuan slowly exhaled.

He unleashed his divine domain, trapping Wu Chi, who had come to his aid after hearing the commotion. He then turned around and once again focused his gaze on the statue of the Lord of the Underworld.

"You must have foreseen this day, which is why you left the other half of the Book of Life and Death and the Soul-Hooking Pen in the mortal world."

Lin Beixuan looked into the eyes of the statue, focusing on the two burning divine flames within them.

"To truly solve the problem of the world behind the door, one must come to the world behind the door; it is an inescapable fate."

"I'm very curious, what exactly did you do back then to be able to hold back the seventy-two demon gods for hundreds of years all by yourself?"

Lin Beixuan took out half of the Book of Life and Death and half of the Soul-Hooking Brush from the incense temple. As soon as the two items were freed from his grasp, they turned into two streams of light and flew towards the statue.

At the same time, he also transformed the calamity divine power within him into the reincarnation divine power.

As the power of reincarnation surged into the altar, a deafening buzzing sound rang out from within the altar, and the brilliant golden light emanating from the Book of Life and Death and the Soul-Hooking Pen echoed the divine fire in the eye sockets of the statue.

In an instant, the entire altar seemed to come alive. The black statues standing on the ground had eerie green flames in their eyes, and the bone blades and spears in their hands began to tremble slightly, as if they were about to awaken from their slumber.

The Netherworld chains at the edge of the altar trembled violently, and the writhing runes on them lit up, forming a complete energy loop with the Book of Life and Death and the Soul-Hooking Pen in the statue's hand.

Lin Beixuan could clearly feel that something was resonating with his soul, as if a will was awakening, slowly descending, and scrutinizing everything about him.

(End of this chapter)