[You have died. Game failed]
The familiar failure CG popped up in his view once again.
Li Muyang sat dazedly in the mist, his expression slightly unfocused.
Underneath the Great Zhou Royal Palace, those Buddhist corpses indeed seemed… endless!
Li Muyang had reloaded the save over and over, battling through three more days.
At this moment, he had pushed himself to the limits, doing everything he possibly could to minimize health loss and mana waste, maximizing the efficiency of every strike.
Yet the Buddhist corpses beneath the Royal Palace were being continuously absorbed by the monster. In the latest challenge, the monster had drained the essence of thirty-two beams of Buddhist light!
This meant there were at least thirty-two Buddhist corpses underground!
Damn it… Did this Fake Buddha monster sweep all the ancient Buddhist power from ten thousand years ago?
How many True Immortal-level Buddhists did the ancient Buddhist sect of ten thousand years ago possess?
How did this monster manage to acquire so many Buddhist corpses?
And how could it contain such an enormous number of Buddhist corpses underground without leaking any aura… Something is definitely off!
Gathering such a vast number of Buddhist remains in one place, the swirling holy aura should surpass the arrival of a genuine Buddha.
Yet both inside and outside the Great Zhou Royal Palace, there wasn’t slightest leakage of aura.
Could there be an eerie and powerful presence underground suppressing the flesh of these Buddhist corpses?
Or perhaps these bodies were suppressing some overwhelming evil power, which is why no aura escaped?
In this moment, Li Muyang’s face darkened significantly.
As he gathered more information, he could clearly sense the imminent danger closing in.
The underground palace might be hiding some extremely powerful and malevolent entity.
And that thing likely isn’t weaker than the Fake Buddha.
Yet, even when the Fake Buddha was near death with an empty health bar, it still refused to release that entity to turn the tide… Could it be that the Fake Buddha couldn’t control that thing?
“Even if I defeat the Fake Buddha, I’d be utterly spent, nothing but a spent arrow.”
If that terrifying entity underground truly emerged, how would he handle it?
Li Muyang’s expression grew more somber as his mind raced furiously.
He instinctively thought of the Heavenly Eye Earth Monarch, that dreadful presence floating above the Ancient Resentment Well.
But he quickly ruled out that thought.
The Heavenly Eye Earth Monarch didn’t react to outsiders or local creatures of evil, only showing hostility toward mortal visitors who were connected to entities parasitizing the Ancient Resentment Well.
Even if the underground monsters crawled out, it wouldn’t necessarily attract the mana of the Heavenly Eye Earth Monarch.
Yu Chan’s anxious voice sounded nearby.
“Brother, should we leave? The Immortal Artifact Masters are drawing near…”
Yu Chan raised her hand and summoned a water mirror.
In the water mirror, the group of Immortal Artifact Masters wielding divine tools to clear their path were following the aged Wei Suyi.
The thick mist obscured everything, yet Wei Suyi walked two steps, made a calculation, and repeated, holding in his hand a piece of engraved text.
It seemed as if he had a clear sense of direction, heading straight toward Li Muyang.
“The words left behind from back then—they really drew misfortune…”
Li Muyang’s gaze turned cold upon seeing this scene.
This old man Wei Suyi’s abilities were even stronger than he had anticipated.
Originally, he had thought that after ten thousand years, Wei Suyi’s group would be unable to trace anything back to Li Muyang.
But he hadn’t expected them to pinpoint Jiang Xiaoyu’s origin.
Luckily, these Immortal Artifact Masters were unaware that Cang Su San was Jiang Xiaoyu.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t recklessly storm in so boldly.
After all, who would imagine that among the Immortal Artifact Masters opposing the Ascendant, one of them was actually an Ascendant themselves?
This discrepancy in information was currently Li Muyang’s greatest advantage.
He knew these Immortal Artifact Masters well. They, however, were still completely unprepared for him.
Judging by the pace of their progress shown in the water mirror, Li Muyang frowned, “Let’s wait two more days; it’ll take them at least another five days to reach this location…”
“And what about Senior Dantai? Has she reached outside Jiuyuan City yet?”
Li Muyang inquired about reinforcements.
Third Lady nodded. “The Lord has already arrived at Jiuyuan City, and she brought Haitang Monarch with her.”
“Additionally, the Lord sent a letter by carrier bird to the Hidden Immortal Alliance requesting aid. Alliance Leader Pei has agreed to help, but it’ll take at least two to three days for them to arrive…”
Third Lady’s response caused Li Muyang to exhale deeply, relieved.
“The timing is perfect!”
He also needed a bit more time to tackle the game’s final breakthrough.
Taking a deep breath, Li Muyang closed his eyes and said, “Yu Chan, notify the Ghost Moon Fox Senior to prepare for action.”
“Three days from now, once Alliance Leader Pei is in place, we’ll leave the secret realm immediately!”
The Immortal Artifact Masters tracked Li Muyang by locating his position, so once he left the secret realm, they would be directionless.
At that time, the Ghost Moon Fox, hiding within the secret realm, would be completely safe.
The only remaining threat lay in how to break out of the siege of the ten Evil God projections surrounding them once they exited the secret realm!
Reloading the save once more, Li Muyang returned to the game.
Within the Great Zhou Royal Palace, he coldly advanced toward the Fake Buddha and unleashed his skills.
By now, these entire sequences were second nature to him.
It was impossible to achieve a flawless performance; many of the Fake Buddha’s skills had to be tanked head-on.
But under extreme measures, Li Muyang preserved the maximum amount of health and mana.
Finally, for yet another time, he pushed the Fake Buddha to its limits, draining its health bar completely.
As the Fake Buddha began absorbing the underground Buddhist light, the battle entered its final phase of furious depletion.
Two opponents at their breaking points engaged in a deadly clash, each trying to outlast the other under pressure.
The scales of victory swung back and forth between Li Muyang and the Fake Buddha.
The underground Buddhist light was being continuously drained.
When the Fake Buddha absorbed the light of the thirty-sixth Buddhist corpse, the once maniacal laughter of the monster—who tried to interfere with Li Muyang’s mental focus through verbal attacks—finally vanished.
The monster’s grin faded completely, and its grotesque, ferocious eyes shone with hatred and animosity.
“Damn Jiang Xiaoyu! Damn Evil Vein Clan!”
“Why must you refuse to leave me alone?!”
The enraged monster’s eyes burned with despair and hatred.
It fixed its malevolent gaze on Li Muyang and roared, “Of all the Otherworldly Demon Gods in existence, why have you chosen to torment me?!”
“I fled to the Ancient Resentment Well to hide and avoided meddling in your mortal affairs. Isn’t that enough for you? Why won’t you let me be?!”
“Damn Jiang Xiaoyu! Damn it! Damn it all!”
Its hopeless, shrieking roars were filled with venomous hatred, pushed to the extreme with unyielding resentment.
At this moment, the monster had been forced to the edge, entirely losing its facade of composure.
Li Muyang understood that the flesh of the underground Buddhist corpses had been completely drained by the monster.
Yet, he had no time for mockery. His icy gaze and clenched teeth conveyed his intent to crush the monster’s final lifeline!
But as the raging, howling monster reached its breaking point, it unexpectedly ceased its resistance.
The remaining Buddhist light within its body stopped being used to attack Li Muyang, allowing his five puppets to strike it unhindered.
At the instant the five puppets tore its body apart, the monster let out a venomous roar.
“If you won’t let me live, I won’t let you have peace either!”
“Jiang Xiaoyu! Today, your Evil Vein Clan will utterly perish!”
Amidst the monster’s venomous screaming, it directed all the remaining Buddhist light in its body underground.
The ensuing force clearly shattered some kind of underground barrier seal.
The next moment, as the monster was fully slain by Li Muyang, the kill notification appeared.
A horrifying boom echoed from beneath the Royal Palace.
Immediately afterward, thick, sinister Evil Qi began surging relentlessly from the depths of the ground.
The underground of the Great Zhou Royal Palace truly housed a terrifying evil entity!
Li Muyang’s heart skipped a beat as he quickly commanded his five puppets and exhausted his last shred of mana to flee the palace.
Behind him, the Royal Palace trembled violently.
The earth fissured, and the palatial structures collapsed into ruin.
The next moment, a colossal transparent arm stretched out from the crumbling clouds of dust, instantly gripping the escaping Li Muyang.
Caught completely off guard, Li Muyang froze, trapped and immobilized.
He turned his head in shock to look behind him.
From within the collapsing dust-laden palace, an enormous resentful ghost with a sinister aura, breaking free from its underground constraints, shook off the drained Buddhist corpses and emerged with an eerie, ghastly head.
That towering translucent head seemed to flicker ominously in the smoke, its piercing gaze fixated entirely on Li Muyang.
The instant their eyes met, Li Muyang’s face stiffened immediately.
The massive resentful ghost before him—he knew it all too well.
This… This was unmistakably Little Wild Grass’s face!
