Projection of the Heavens: I prove my immortality through slaughter.

The divine sense crystal wall, like an arrow shooting against the current, tore through the viscous and malevolent air, speeding toward the green ruins at the edge of R'lyeh that emitted faint, stable fluctuations.

The closer one gets to R'lyeh, the heavier the invisible pressure emanating from the slumbering body of the Great Old Ones becomes, as if the entire space has solidified into tangible amber, requiring immense power to advance even an inch. The chaotic whispers that permeate the surroundings have become so dense that they have almost materialized, like countless cold, slippery tentacles that constantly pound and erode the barrier of reason, emitting a chilling "sizzling" sound.

Lin Xuan had to devote more of his divine sense and willpower to maintaining the barrier. The purple-gold Daoist aura flowed across the surface of the crystal wall at an unprecedented speed, and the sense of annihilation permeated the air, constantly annihilating and purifying the invading madness.

He dared not delay for even a moment. No one could predict when the sleeping Great Old One would unconsciously "turn over" or "heartbeat" again, and he had to reach the target location before it was disturbed again!

Just as he was less than a thousand feet away from the ruins shrouded in the shadow of the enormous tentacles—

The viscous, dark green "seawater" below suddenly began to surge violently without warning!

"Gurgle...foreign land...smell..." "Stop...the blasphemers...from approaching the sacred ground..." "For...the great Father God Dagon...and Mother Goddess Hydra..."

A low, guttural murmur, a mixture of churning water and the guttural sounds of some slippery creature, rose from beneath the surface. This murmur differed from the ubiquitous, chaotic whispers; it carried a clear hostility and a sense of organization!

The next moment, "Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Dozens of figures suddenly sprang out from the green seawater and blocked Lin Xuan's divine sense crystal body!

These creatures presented a terrifying, half-human, half-fish appearance. They stood about two meters tall, with hunched bodies and slippery, grayish-green skin covered in scales and mucus. Their heads resembled twisted fish, with bulging, eyelid-less eyes that protruded like those of dead fish, gleaming with a murky, crazed light. Thick webbing grew between their fingers and toes, and long, catfish-like whiskers extended from their mouths.

They held rough tridents and scimitars made from the bones of some kind of giant fish or deep-sea minerals, their weapons wreathed in thick moisture and an ominous dark light.

Deep Diver!

The faithful servants and guardians of the sunken city of R'lyeh!

The moment these deep-sea creatures appeared, dozens of dead-fish-like eyes locked onto Lin Xuan's divine sense crystal wall. They seemed to be able to see through that purplish-gold barrier, sensing the "alien" aura within—an aura incompatible with this world, belonging to "order" and "rationality"!

"Hiss—!"

The leader, a larger Deep One with a necklace of small skulls around his neck, let out a sharp, piercing roar, as if issuing a command to attack!

In an instant, all the Deep Ones raised their weapons! They did not rush forward for hand-to-hand combat, but instead aimed their weapons at Lin Xuan, their turbid eyes emitting a dense, dark green light that carried a strong mental pollution!

Group psychological shock!

A mad thought, far more concentrated and vicious than the previous scattered whispers, like dozens of solidified spiritual thorns, tore through the air and crashed violently into Lin Xuan's barrier of reason with a blasphemous buzz!

This attack was not a simple energy strike; at its core lay a spiritual poison distorted by the Deep Ones' extreme hatred for those not of their kind and their fanatical worship of the sleeping Lord of R'lyeh! If an ordinary cultivator were struck, they would likely lose all reason instantly, either dying from brain burnout or being corrupted into a new, self-destructive Deep One servant!

"Buzz—!"

The barrier of reason suffered a heavy blow and trembled violently. The purple-gold Dao aura on its surface rippled like water, and even emitted a faint "creaking" sound, as if glass was being squeezed! The light of the barrier visibly dimmed a little!

Lin Xuan groaned, a sharp pain and dizziness shooting through his divine sense. The individual strength of these Deep Ones might only be equivalent to the Foundation Establishment stage, but their combined attack, imbued with strong racial-specific mental pollution, posed a threat even greater than that of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator!

We can't delay! We must finish this quickly! The battle's fluctuations here could attract even more powerful beings, or even... disturb that sleeping behemoth!

A fierce glint flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, and he no longer simply defended.

"How dare you, mere ants, block my way?"

With a thought, while maintaining his rational barrier, a purple-gold hand, formed entirely of pure power laws and the energy of star extinction, suddenly emerged from the front of his highly condensed divine sense crystal wall!

This giant hand is not a physical object, yet it seems to contain the immense power to crush stars! On the hand, intricate patterns of power flow like lightning, and the space at the edge of the palm is slightly distorted, emanating a desolate Daoist aura that can reduce all things to nothingness!

Facing the second wave of mental poison that was about to be unleashed and was gathering again, the purple-gold hand neither dodged nor avoided. Its five fingers spread out as if covering the sky, and it simply and brutally clenched its fist towards the dozens of Deep Ones!

Overwhelming power!

"Puff puff puff puff—!!!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a series of dense and muffled sounds, like water-filled air bags being squeezed and burst instantly!

With a single grasp of that immense, purplish-gold hand, the mental energy field jointly constructed by the Deep Ones shattered instantly like a fragile soap bubble! Their proud, mentally polluting attacks appeared utterly laughable and powerless before absolute power!

Next, there are their smooth and tough flesh!

The tall, deep-diving priest, his eyes still filled with disbelief and terror, was crushed by an invisible mountain. His body, along with the bone trident in his hand, was instantly compressed and deformed, and then with a "bang," it exploded into a foul-smelling blood mist mixed with bits of flesh, bone fragments, and slime!

The Deep One warriors beside it were not spared either. They tried to fight back with their scimitars, and attempted to escape into the green sea below, but all their struggles were in vain under the overwhelming force. Their bodies were like those thrown into a hydraulic press, and amidst the tooth-grinding sound of bones shattering, they all followed in the priest's footsteps.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of ferocious Deep Ones, along with their vicious mental attacks, were crushed and pulverized into the most primitive flesh and blood particles by this purple-gold hand in the purest and most ruthless way!

On the green sea, only a large, rapidly spreading, and even more murky dark red area remained, along with some floating weapon fragments.

The purplish-gold hand slowly dissipated, as if it had never existed.

Lin Xuan's divine sense crystal wall glowed and quickly returned to stability. Without even glancing at the bloodstain, he maintained his speed, transforming into a streak of light and instantly traversing the final thousand feet, plunging headlong into the entrance to the green ruins located on the edge of R'lyeh, shrouded in the shadow of a giant tentacle.

Behind him, only the silent surging of the thick green sea and the unchanging, suffocating breathing of the deep, ancient R'lyeh.

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