Revitalization of Spirituality: My Front Door Leads to a Miniature Universe

The main hall began to tremble violently, emitting a rumbling sound. The ground cracked, releasing extremely cold and oppressive yin energy. Occasionally, aurora borealis would shoot out from underground, illuminating a dark corner.

A pavilion emerged from the ground, its railings unusually rough and worn, as if gnawed by countless ants and insects, or corroded over the long years, exuding the vicissitudes of time.

A blurry figure lurked within the pavilion, so dark and indistinct that it seemed like a Hades looking down upon all things, sending chills down one's spine.

Its appearance was so sudden that even powerful figures like Gu Yuan and the old Taoist were startled and cautiously retreated a great distance, holding the Great Thunder Bow.

The remaining beast kings were in the same boat, as if facing a formidable enemy.

After a long while, the turmoil in the main hall finally subsided and returned to normal. The rustling sounds echoed, like the wailing of thousands of vengeful ghosts or the rushing of a mighty river.

The crowd was deeply disturbed and horrified. They were astonished to find themselves in what felt like the eighteenth level of hell, their souls seemingly about to leave their bodies under the influence of strange sounds. They were all desperately trying to circulate their spiritual energy to stabilize their minds.

At that moment, something chilling happened: the remains of the beast king that Gu Yuan had killed earlier began to float up one by one. They were either pieces of flesh or limbs mixed with blood and bones, swirling and intertwining in mid-air in an eerie way, as if they were being drawn by some kind of force.

Then, a blood mist rippled out, and a blurry spirit emerged from their respective bones and blood.

With a pale face and empty eyes, it hovered silently before everyone, exuding a sinister aura, just like a ghost from legend. It revealed its true form, which was not large, only a little over half a meter tall.

"The Boar King, the Snake King... the Wolf King, how could this happen?"

Gu Yuan saw it clearly and felt uneasy. After all, he had personally shot several of them... and he was still a little scared to face their "ghosts" now.

He had heard plenty about the horrors of "vengeful ghosts," especially those who died with resentment, which were considered extremely ominous.

"Hey, do you have any talismans or anything... give me a few."

He reached out and nudged the old Taoist priest beside him, asking in a low voice.

"No, it's not my specialty. I'm a demon hunter... This is the first time I've ever seen a ghost."

The old Taoist swallowed hard, his eyes lowered, unwilling to meet the gaze of the wolf king's spirit in mid-air.

In contrast, after a brief moment of shock, the fear in the eyes of the beast kings faded, and they actually took the initiative to call out to the "ghosts," "Wild Boar King... is that you?"

The sound echoed in the hall. After a long while, the boar king, which was more than a meter tall in mid-air, mechanically turned its head and quietly looked at the beast kings in front of it. A slight fluctuation flashed in its empty eyes as if it had sensed a summons, but it quickly fell into dead silence again.

"If you have spirits in heaven, then kill those two ringleaders."

The Chicken King among the Beast Kings had gleaming eyes and was gesturing wildly, as if it were performing a shamanistic ritual. It was chanting incantations and actually adopting the human way of praying for the protection of the "dead" so that they could appear and kill the enemy.

Gu Yuan and the old Taoist were speechless for a moment, secretly marveling at how comprehensive the knowledge these ferocious beasts had acquired, even including the "essence" of "inviting gods."

What made the two of them tremble was that the several "souls" in mid-air actually started to move, their heads swaying and their empty eyes rippling with wisps of energy.

The beast kings, led by the Chicken King, all wore expressions of delight. If these ghosts could regain their senses, they would possess terrifying combat power. They did not believe that the opponent's Great Thunder Bow could annihilate these spirits.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest's lips twitched uncontrollably. He regretted not having learned more and stepped back to protect Gu Yuan in front of him.

The former rolled her eyes at him without saying anything more, and instead calmed down considerably.

This wasn't the first time Gu Yuan had encountered undead. He had met them in Tibet, where the scene was a hundred times more terrifying than what he was seeing now. A torrent of corpse water flowed into a river, burying countless severed limbs and broken bodies, along with a large army of undead. However, they were all wiped out in one blow by the power of incense offerings, leaving nothing behind.

Therefore, he is naturally not going to be intimidated by a few "ghosts" now.

His previous fear stemmed entirely from the fact that he had personally killed them... Now that he had calmed down, he didn't mind killing them again, and his face regained its composure.

Seeing Gu Yuan's fearless appearance, Chicken King and the others laughed sinisterly and jumped even more energetically.

"Snap!"

In mid-air, several "ghosts" began to move, as if they had truly regained their senses. Their empty eyes shot out two beams of light, staring at Gu Yuan and the other person with resentment.

Just when the beast kings thought the two sides would clash, something strange happened again.

The expressions of the wild boar king and the other "ghosts" became blank again, and they turned their heads and slowly drifted toward the pavilion where the black mist was swirling.

"Thump, thump"

They climbed the steps and stood before the crack in the ground, jumping in like dumplings being dropped into water, making a splashing sound.

The sudden turn of events left everyone present dumbfounded and bewildered; it was too bizarre.

"Could it be... there's an underground river here?"

Someone asked the question in a low voice.

"Impossible, the wild boar kings are spirits... Even if there's an underground river, it shouldn't be making such noises."

Curiosity and doubt lingered in everyone's minds, and they all wanted to go over and see for themselves.

But no one could forget that a dark figure was sitting on the pavilion. This, combined with the earlier image of the old figure, made people's imaginations run wild. That figure was most likely alive.

Thinking of this, everyone's emotions stirred again, and a chill ran through their bodies. The "people" who could live in such a place must be absolutely terrifying.

But after observing for a long time, the figure on the pavilion remained motionless, with only the eerie voice echoing.

Gu Yuan and his companion exchanged glances with Tiger King and the others. Although there was murderous intent in their eyes, neither of them acted on it at this moment. Everyone wanted to find out what secrets the pavilion held.

In case something terrible happens, the other party can be used as a "shield".

Almost simultaneously, Tiger King and Gu Yuan stepped out and strode towards the top of the pavilion, while the old Taoist and the other beast kings guarded behind them on alert.

As they approached this area, the eerie atmosphere grew even stronger, and the strange, inexplicable sound became increasingly loud and clear, as if it were right next to their ears, pulling their souls away from their bodies.

The bodies of the human and the beast shimmered with a crystalline luster as they used their magical power to suppress themselves, thus preventing their souls from being disturbed.

Upon reaching the pavilion, both men felt a tremor in their hearts. With the help of the light emanating from their bodies, they could clearly see the crimson bloodstains on the bluestone steps, as if they had just dripped.

A terrifying energy fluctuation emanated from it, as if one were standing on the edge of an abyss and could not look directly at it.

Gu Yuan and Tiger King exchanged a glance, seeing surprise in each other's eyes. They walked around the figure and finally got a clear look at the blurry figure.