Storm of Gods

Chapter 208 Abyss Ghosts
As Li Xin formed the Immovable King hand seal, his mind instantly cleared. Accompanied by a loud shout, what was previously just a spiritual energy reaction suddenly turned into a terrifying muffled sound from within the mist. Golden dice spun, and a huge golden figure seemed to be about to pierce through the mist and appear behind Li Xin, enveloping him in golden light.

At this moment, Li Xin looked around again. It was no longer mist, but countless ghostly figures of various shapes, baring their fangs and claws, coiling around him. Some tentacles were wrapped around him and Simmons, dragging, roaring, excitedly…

Grass!
Li Xin instinctively shuddered, his hair standing on end. What he thought was a movement was actually nothing; it was just a thought. Under the protection of the Immovable King Seal, all demons and monsters were excluded. The spiritual rope in his hand began to truly contract. This golden rope was their only connection to the sacred land. If the Immovable King Seal hadn't dispelled those ghosts, the rope would have been completely corroded away.

Under the golden light, Simmons was also pulled to Li Xin's side. The two seemed to have lost their way and were lost in the boundless void. Under the protection of the Immovable King Seal, Li Xin's senses returned. He identified the exit, although he could not see it. The psionic rope was retracting, and the surging in the mist became more intense. Something was rushing towards them.

Li Xin didn't think there was anything good in this godforsaken place. The golden psionic rope was climbing at full speed, but even though he hadn't fallen for long, it still felt like an endless abyss. But no matter what his thoughts were, he couldn't stop.

Perhaps sensing that Li Xin was about to leave the mist, a deep voice came from all directions in the void, "You've come, you've finally come~~ Wait for me~~ I can take you back to Earth~~~ Let's go home together..."

Like an echo, the ghostly voice came from afar and then uncontrollably poured into Li Xin's mind. In an instant, blood flowed from Li Xin's seven orifices, and the spiritual energy rope that was climbing upwards stopped. The two of them were like grasshoppers on a rope, hanging precariously in the boundless ghostly mist.

Li Xin gritted his teeth and cursed the other person's ancestors for eighteen generations. This androgynous thing spoke broken Chinese, and this language, which was originally familiar and friendly, made Li Xin's hair stand on end. Li Xin gritted his teeth, clasped his hands tightly, and curled all his fingers inward.

"Array!"

The Nine Syllable Mantra was his trump card and talisman in this world. Li Xin himself didn't know why he knew it. He had a vague intuition that it was related to his arrival in this world, but he couldn't remember it no matter what he thought about it. Once he thought about it too much, he would get a severe headache.

As the inner binding seal was unleashed, a golden phantom enveloped the two. Li Xin and Simmons seemed to be isolated from the mist, floating independently in this misty world. The surrounding ghosts suddenly lost their target and became mournful. The boundless eerie sounds were also instantly shut out, and Li Xin's body regained its mobility.

Li Xin gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, the psionic rope stretched drastically, and the golden dice kept spinning. Li Xin stopped thinking and urged everyone to hurry!

The surrounding surge grew stronger and stronger, shaking incessantly as if trying to shake Li Xin off. Blood kept flowing, but Li Xin didn't care anymore. He held onto Simmons with one hand, and the eagle-like young master was now as motionless as a quail being trampled.

Below the abyss, a gigantic claw composed of countless ghosts, churning with ripples, reached out to grab Li Xin and Simmons in the air. Countless faces were squeezed together and twisted to form a large human face.

"Wait for me...wait for me...wait for me~~~~~"

Despite the seemingly endless expanse, Li Xin sensed that he was nearing the end, protected by the Inner Binding Seal and the Immovable King Seal. The enormous claw was also very, very close to them, closing urgently, its human face contorted, and the surrounding ghosts were being drawn into it and merged into a part of it.

Just when Li Xin thought he was about to leave, he found that the psionic rope was no longer moving, he couldn't pull it anymore, damn it, it was like something was blocking his way. It was right in front of him, separated by a membrane, but it felt like two different worlds.

Meanwhile, the enormous ghostly claw covered in countless tentacles grew even more excited, its face splitting open with a gaping maw: "Finally... caught you..." An unparalleled, powerful force enveloped Li Xin and Simmons. It wasn't a matter of strength; it was a difference in rank. This must be the true, hidden, extraordinary power of the Dao Abyss World.

Li Xin had always tried his best to avoid the massive, secretive organization. Although he was a transmigrator and would occasionally pretend to be someone else, he was mostly self-aware and had been hiding for a long time. He was also quite lucky and never expected to die here.

Li Xin glanced at Simmons, a bitter smile appearing on his lips. Everyone dies eventually, and if possible, he would like to die for a woman in his next life.

Suddenly, a burning sensation spread through his chest, and a medal floated out, radiating intense light. An indescribable powerful aura emanated from the Moon God Medal… The Moon God Medal that Uncle Luo gave him? ??

The medal emitted a faint red glow, and a blood-red, intricate six-pointed star bloomed. It was a three-dimensional six-pointed star array, and the red light illuminated the surroundings. Li Xin looked at the end of the psionic rope again... There was no end. It was not a road at all. The darkness was like a gaping abyss. Who knew what awaited him? But it was most likely not the way back.

What lay before him was the Gate of Truth, not quite the same, but much more complex, with at least three layers covered in densely packed Hera script and flowing runes. In just a moment, the red light had been weakened. Li Xin knew he couldn't hesitate; he had to take a gamble and see if he could turn his life around. So he did.

As Li Xin dragged Simmons through the Gate of Truth, he seemed to hear a rolling, angry roar: Diana... Diana... Destruction... My... My...

With a deafening roar, the room at the Holy Zealots Institute base exploded, sending Li Xin flying out with Simmons and Celia. The three of them crashed to the ground, and Li Xin rolled to the side as well.

Li Xin, leaning against the corner of the wall, was panting heavily. The place where he had been was now charred black, as if it had been smeared with a thick layer of black blood, bubbling with black blood and crackling with electricity. However, the electricity quickly disappeared, and then the blood-red, oily substance faded at a visible speed and was absorbed by the crack, quickly returning to a normal broken state, just like an ordinary psionic explosion accident.

Li Xin sensed his body and found that as soon as he left, the dice returned to normal. He touched his chest and found that the Moon Goddess Medal was gone.

Uncle Luo saved his life again.

Leaning against the wall, the pain and tearing sensation in his body finally surged up. Li Xin subconsciously reached into his pocket, but there were no cigarettes, so he could only exhale deeply.

The debt is piling up.

Simmons and Celia on the ground were in terrible condition, and it was unclear whether they were dead or alive. There were hurried footsteps outside, and Li Xin thought it best to faint.

(End of this chapter)