“Hee hee…”
A sinister, eerie laugh echoed through the desolate wilderness.
A woman clad entirely in vivid red appeared out of thin air, bringing an icy, spine-chilling aura with her.
The instant this blood-red woman emerged, the Divine Soul Space fell into absolute silence.
The three warring factions in brutal conflict all instinctively ceased their fighting and turned their gazes toward this woman in the red dress.
Li Muyang, too, was seeing the Evil God he had summoned multiple times for the very first time.
The summoning of the Red Evil Bell targeted all the Evil Gods within the Ancient Resentment Well, rather than just one specific entity.
Yet this Evil God was the one who always responded first to Li Muyang’s summons, making her the one that appeared every time he used the Red Evil Bell.
As the red-dress woman materialized in the wilderness, the crazed Chou Yuyan let out a piercing shriek.
“Jiang Xiaoyu! You lunatic!”
Clearly, she had completely lost control, driven mad by Li Muyang’s actions.
But the appearance of the red-dress woman was merely the beginning.
As the slender figure of the woman in the red dress stood in the wilderness, waves of cold, eerie wind began rippling outward.
Soon after, a second red-dress woman appeared beside the first.
The two red-dress women stood motionless and silent, their heads bowed.
In the icy gusts, without stirring, two more red-dress women appeared around them.
Then four red-dress women became eight, and eight became sixteen… In the blink of an eye, the figures of red-dress women filled the entire wilderness.
Blood-red silhouettes occupied every corner of Li Muyang’s vision.
Under the cold light of the full moon, the ground was completely covered by these eerie, ghostly women in red dresses.
They stood before Li Muyang, behind him, and across every inch of the land.
Li Muyang, the gentle and playful young girl, the maniacal Chou Yuyan, and the Ghost Moon Fox being suppressed by her—all of them were enveloped by the relentless tide of crimson.
A frigid sensation pressed in from every direction, yet the red-dress women continued to expand, even after filling the earth.
In the cosmos above, the twinkling stars were rapidly flooded with crimson.
The moon hanging high in the night sky was visibly populated by countless ghostly red silhouettes.
Soon even their pupils—and the skin on their bodies—were covered with those specter-like red forms.
At this moment, Chou Yuyan completely lost her senses.
“Jiang Xiaoyu! You lunatic!” she howled in agony once more.
The infinitely proliferating Evil God entities were violently compressing everyone’s soul and consciousness.
Chou Yuyan no longer had the capacity to vie for control of the Ghost Moon Fox’s Divine Soul Space. Her vision was overwhelmed by the frenzied multiplication of the Evil God’s shadows, which began to corrupt her consciousness.
She felt as though her brain were being stuffed with an overwhelming flood of information, while countless cold and ghostly “hee hee” laughs echoed wildly in her ears.
The overlapping, reverberating laughter was so unbearable that it felt as if her head might explode.
Even the Ghost Moon Fox, the ghostly deity of the Netherworld, emitted a low growl of pain, suffering from the mental pollution caused by the Evil God’s will.
In the boundless expanse of blood-red winds, the sole unaffected person was Li Muyang.
Holding the Red Evil Bell, he possessed a unique resistance to the Evil God’s corruption.
Moreover, his physical body was far removed, separated by an entire world, with only his consciousness projected here via the Resurrection Order.
On Li Muyang’s system interface, the Resurrection Order showed minor signs of pollution, yet his soul and consciousness remained untouched.
At this rate, even if the Resurrection Order became completely corrupted, it would only destroy one of Li Muyang’s magical treasures.
His true soul remained safe, for now.
This was Li Muyang’s greatest assurance.
But the source of the Resurrection Order, connected to his system, was unknown to others.
Chou Yuyan fixed her gaze on Li Muyang amidst the crimson winds, watching him remain impassive despite the Evil God’s corruption and intrusion. Her teeth clenched tightly.
There was a tense silence that lasted for fifteen minutes.
By then, Li Muyang was tinged with traces of crimson, yet he still sat there, unyielding and unmoved.
Chou Yuyan, however, could endure no longer.
The life-or-death stalemate finally ended with Chou Yuyan retreating in a frenzied howl.
Ultimately, she lacked the courage to perish together with Li Muyang.
—Of course, this outcome had been well within Li Muyang’s expectations.
“A cowardly lunatic like her would never dare embrace mutual ruin,” he thought to himself.
Within the crimson winds, Chou Yuyan roared in rage and hatred.
“Jiang Xiaoyu! I will never rest until you’re dead!”
The crazed woman had relinquished her grip on the Ghost Moon Fox.
Screaming madly, she fled through the Divine Soul Space, unwilling to remain in this place a moment longer.
Watching Chou Yuyan flee, Li Muyang let out a cold laugh.
He withdrew the power of the Red Evil Bell, attempting to banish the endless crimson shadows back into the Ancient Resentment Well.
But the boundless “hee hee” sinister laughter poured forth as the ghostly red silhouettes shifted their gazes onto Li Muyang, their piercing, chilling stares seemingly intent on consuming him.
“It’s easy to call forth gods, but difficult to send them away,” he muttered as the Evil God’s consciousness refused to retreat.
Still, Li Muyang had prepared for exactly this.
His research on the Evil Vein Clan’s sorcery far surpassed ordinary comprehension.
His mastery of the Red Evil Bell was flawless.
Without hesitation, Li Muyang sacrificed this borrowed body of his.
In the Netherworld Secret Realm, the young girl’s corpse he had possessed ignited in spontaneous combustion, a crimson flame rising from her body.
The sacrificial energy swiftly converged into the heavens, opening a portal in the void.
The ghostly crimson figures struggled but were forcibly shoved back into the void beyond.
In the Peaceful Realms, a disembodied Li Muyang opened his eyes once more, feeling an overwhelming exhaustion.
“It really is easy to summon gods and hard to send them away…”
Li Muyang murmured to himself.
With a flick of his wrist, the Resurrection Order appeared in his palm.
The edges of this powerful reincarnation artifact now bore faint traces of dark red corrosion.
The signs of corruption from the Evil God’s influence.
Though he had managed to drive off Chou Yuyan, even forcing her into an abyssal despair—losing her physical body and the True Immortal’s refined remains, leaving the Ghost Moon Fox battered and contaminated by the Evil God’s influence—Chou Yuyan had ultimately escaped. Nonetheless, her future looked exceedingly bleak.
The corruption alone was bound to wreak havoc on her.
But Li Muyang had paid a steep price as well.
He quietly assessed the level of pollution affecting the Resurrection Order and muttered, “A bit of a loss, but still acceptable.”
The immunity granted by the Red Evil Bell had spared him from significant corruption.
At the current rate of contamination, the Resurrection Order should remain usable for at least a year or so.
Although the artifact was now half-ruined, reduced from a permanent treasure to a limited-use item, the thought of Chou Yuyan’s impending misfortune brought a certain satisfaction to Li Muyang.
That hysterical woman had exhausted all her resources—lost the Qing Yang Society’s demon cultivators, wasted the refined True Immortal remains, suffered severe spiritual injury, and ended up polluted by the Evil God’s essence… Even though she ultimately fled, her upcoming trials would be unimaginable.
Compared to Chou Yuyan’s miserable state, Li Muyang had fared much better.
All he had lost was the worsening condition of the Resurrection Order—essentially an expiration date a year from now.
But within a year, Li Muyang didn’t doubt that he would find a way out of the Peaceful Realms and bring his true form back to the Mortal World.
Shrouded in mist within the Peaceful Realms, Li Muyang sat atop the Green Saber Mantis’s head and let out a cold laugh.
“Chou Yuyan, oh Chou Yuyan, you better keep yourself alive!”
“If you die before I return to the Mortal World, how will I kill you then?”