Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 377 Missing and Filling

As a Ghost Cryer, Li Xiaoyi can command the power of ghosts and gods... If he uses it without regard to the cost, the power he unleashes is far beyond what an ordinary third-tier cultivator can achieve!
Since returning to Mount Shu, the Demon Team's strength has greatly increased, and Li Xiaoyi's ability to wield power and handle burdens has also grown significantly. In "Van Helsing," he, with his newly acquired third-tier strength, vie with Dracula for dominance over the Blood River and holds off the Frankenstein monster summoned by Dracula, giving Zheng Zha the opportunity to defeat Gabriel's avatar head-on.

That time, he forcibly extracted the power of the Blood River at the third level and used a secret technique of the Ghost Swordsman that was enough to threaten the fourth level, the Great Dark Heaven... Now, this move has been improved, but it is no longer considered a trump card move.

Li Xiaoyi knew that he was a typical fanfiction protagonist who could rival a fourth-tier character with the power of a third-tier character... Even if he faced those guys from the Celestial Team, he was confident that he would not lose!
One by one, ghostly figures, each carrying a mournful air and possessing a distinct aura, appeared around him. The spirits that had been shattered and merged into the sword earlier also reappeared along with all the ghosts and gods.

"The First Demon God, Kazan, the Soul of the Blade!"

Crimson light surged from the twisted, ghostly hand, then transformed into a crimson figure in mid-air. This figure was barely armored, wielding an axe in one hand and a knife in the other, exuding both ruthless sharpness and a frenzied destructive intent. This colossal crimson shadow, standing there, possessed an imposing presence, truly a god of destruction.

"The Second Ghost God, Keja the Phantom!"

A ghostly blue figure appeared, half concealed behind Li Xiaoyi, half coiled around his body. At this moment, Li Xiaoyi's body no longer felt real; any attack launched against him would likely have a significant portion of its power deflected and lost to the unknown. The Ghostly Swordsman, the Shadow Demon God, had descended.

"The Third Demon God, the Corrupting Primon!"

A distorted, twisted form, a blend of green and purple light, rose from the sea of ​​blood. But a closer look revealed that the green, deformed body was not the key; it was the purple flames burning on its surface that gave its opponent a chilling aura. The final mind mage, returning from hell, was the one who greatly enhanced the power of Li Xiaoyi's soul-severing technique!
"The Fourth Demon God, Saya the Frost God!"

A spirit, half beautiful and graceful, half sorrowful and broken, appeared, and under her influence, the air turned icy. Within the bone-chilling cold, ice crystals faintly began to crystallize, but the process was incredibly slow. The icy blades sliced ​​through space, the drawn-out explosions signifying the stagnation of time.

"The Fifth Demon God, the Plague Rakshasa!"

A colossal, purplish-black body materialized, its form appearing somewhat ethereal amidst the chains. Yet, the aura of evil and corruption it exuded suggested that this demonic being was not to be underestimated. Its appearance was accompanied by wails and screams, as if its very existence represented endless pain and torment.

"The Sixth Demon God, Carlo of the Netherflame!"

Another purplish-black figure rose from behind Li Xiaoyi, but its aura was completely different from that of Rakshasa... A terrifyingly high temperature suddenly appeared, rivaling the previous cold that was enough to slow down time and space. The Grim Reaper, who had merged with the fire of the underworld, returned to the mortal realm, and under the guidance of his aura, a purplish-black short blade appeared in Li Xiaoyi's other hand.

"The Seventh Demon God, the Devouring Bharash!"

Beneath the sea of ​​blood, a terrifying aura emanated. But unlike before, it didn't appear in the real world; instead, it lurked beneath the blood sea like a mirror image. The malice from the abyss gathered beneath their feet, and the colossal beasts on the other side seemed poised to burst into the real world at any moment, devouring all life!
"By the King's command, Gigg descends!" A priest in massive black armor appeared behind Li Xiaoyi, but unlike other ghosts and gods, he did not surround Li Xiaoyi. Instead, he stood high above, looking down upon everyone on the battlefield, including Li Xiaoyi. This was the legendary first and strongest Ghost Cry, and with his appearance, Li Xiaoyi's connection with the ghosts and gods solidified.

The malice descending from the sky and the pull from the sea of ​​blood acted simultaneously on Mu Xiang. This was the combined force of the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation and all the ghosts and gods... Only he could receive such concentrated targeting; otherwise, the formation would be meaningless.

Even if Mu Xiang doesn't actively bear these pulls, and all the other members of the Central Continent team in the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation are killed, Mu Xiang can still kill the Demon Team's caster the moment he loses his restraints!
This is the fairest standoff. If Mu Xiang isn't targeted, Li Xiaoyi and the others have no chance of survival... If Mu Xiang doesn't shoulder the pressure, he won't be able to protect his teammates. Both sides need the fiercest confrontation to conceal their deeper schemes, and that moment is about to truly arrive!
Mu Xiang sensed it immediately and knew that he couldn't move freely unless he actively broke free from the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation. As power continued to pour in, the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation's power grew stronger, and he couldn't afford to underestimate the majority of its power concentrated on him. However, if he left the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation, there would be no one to share its power, which he absolutely couldn't allow…

The only regret was that Mu Xiang could feel something watching him from high above... It was as if all the power in his body was separating from him, which prevented Mu Xiang from unleashing his full strength.

[It's unlikely to be a weakening move by the author. If my guess is correct... he shouldn't be able to do anything to the two of us now.]

[Part of it is due to the influence of the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation, but the majority is probably...]

[Under the power of the Heart Severing Soul, has the false physical body and the true mind begun to reject each other?]

Mu Xiang adjusted his glasses, knowing that this was exactly what he wanted; all he needed to do was follow the plan and go with the flow. Within this pre-arranged plan, Mu Xiang was also a pawn, and one that required no further scheming.

The biggest problem is actually with... Zheng Zha. Hopefully, he'll realize it soon.

"Is one missing?" Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses. "The Eighth Ghost God, Kalon of the Underworld? Is it because your cultivation level or enhancement is insufficient that you cannot use it?"

Li Xiaoyi had no energy left to answer; he didn't even have the extra thought to consider why Mu Xiang was standing motionless in front of him, allowing him to gather his strength.

But Mu Xiang was right. As the Dark Lord, he could currently only command seven demon gods. The eighth demon god, Kalon, and the priest Gig, the ninth demon god, could not actually be commanded in the same way. Gig, under his command, existed in a different form than the previous seven demon gods.

But with the power he gained in Mount Shu... he can temporarily make up for a portion of it, and as the Dark Lord who has awakened twice, he can unleash a portion of the power that can only be obtained after the third awakening!
The priest Gigg's existence was forcibly transforming from a supportive, back-supporting spirit into a solidified, ghostly form... A sea of ​​blood surged forth, but the waves of blood intertwined with each other according to some pattern, vaguely forming a framework. And a strange being, whose auras were intertwined and whose true nature was unclear, was being born from within the waves of blood.

(End of this chapter)