Genshin Impact: The Road to Reversal

"Yes, it would be fine if it was a living monster, but the opponent is the evil ghost transformed by the dead Hiroo Eijiro. You know, if there is no targeted means, the undead is very difficult to kill." Yaohui said.

Everyone was talking about the evil ghost, and in an instant, the scene fell into anxiety.

At this time, Emilia probably couldn't bear to watch it anymore. She gradually sighed and said angrily: "Well, in this case, I will go to Mengtian to ask the Saint for advice on your behalf."

Then she passed Yaohui and walked out of the cave.

"Well, I'll leave it to you then." Yaohui nodded.

Emilia walked towards the cave entrance, stopped, turned around and said, "Don't thank me yet. You'd better stay here while I'm gone. Besides, everything here is temporarily handed over to you."

After saying that, Emilina turned around and disappeared into the wind.

Everyone remained where they were, looking back at the magic screen. People on the streets were still fleeing. Some had managed to escape and reached the seaside. They tried to escape by boat, but the boat suddenly leaked and sank to the bottom after only a few miles. They tried to swim back to shore, but it was too late. The moment they touched the water, it suddenly became turbulent, like a giant black hole, completely swallowing everyone before gradually calming down.

Kailin's eyes widened in surprise, "Could this be the curse bestowed by the Holy Lord?"

Yao Hui nodded and said, "That's right. The curse he will cast will submerge all life related to Sang Yang in the water, and outsiders will not be able to approach this place without the permission of the Holy Lord."

"However, the island is really in chaos now." Tianlang said with a little emotion.

"That's their own fault," Yaohui said. "Let's look elsewhere first. No matter what, we must understand the direction of that monster's movement."

Everyone nodded and continued to watch the screen. The scene shifted, and the camera came to a magnificent building, which was crowded with people. They sought refuge in the official residence in front of them, but the manager there seemed to be no concern for their lives.

"Hey, come out and say something, you bastard!"

"That's right. You made so many promises to everyone on a normal day, but now you choose to play dumb!"

"Asshole, come out!"

"Asshole, come out!"

……

The scene was abuzz with activity, seemingly swallowing up all reason and order. The people's anger surged like a surging tide, each wave higher than the last. The constant shouting and cursing was filled with disappointment and resentment towards the steward.

Suddenly, the door opened and a well-dressed man walked out. At the same time, he was surrounded by guards holding samurai swords.

"Everyone, why are you so angry? Just tell me what you want to say slowly." The man said calmly.

"Speak slowly? Everyone on the island is almost dead, and you still have the mood to stay here. What an act!" An elderly man in the crowd pointed at the man and shouted angrily, his hands trembling slightly with excitement.

"That's right. The god you asked us to worship is now pointing his butcher knife at us, and you still have the nerve to sit here and relax!" a woman shouted.

"Besides, is that a god? It's clearly a demon from hell!"

"Every year we offer sacrifices to it in order to seek its blessing and revive Sangyang, but now it wants to kill us without any explanation!"

"That's right, is this the guarantee you offer to everyone?"

Everyone was furious, but the man calmly soothed them, saying, "Alright, everyone, calm down. Our leader has just been resurrected, so it's inevitable that he's not fully conscious. From what I've observed, he's devouring souls here only to regain his full willpower and lead us in reviving Sangyang. So everyone should be understanding."

"Please be considerate, XX. The person who was killed wasn't you, so of course you don't have to worry!"

"That's what I'm saying. Stop making excuses. If it were you, would you let that monster kill you?"

The crowd was indignant again, and the man took a step back when he heard this, but soon he cleared his throat and said again: "Of course, if necessary, I will be the first to sacrifice my life. After all, everything is for Sang Yang, so you should also sacrifice your lives for our future glory. Everything is for Sang..."

Boom!

Suddenly, the ground rumbled again, and evil spirits fell from the sky and landed among the crowd.

At this moment, the people of Sangyang saw that the evil ghost had arrived and no longer cared about anything else. They fled in fear, and many of them were trampled to death because they fell.

The evil ghost roared to the sky with a ferocious sound, and in an instant, tens of thousands of undead ghosts poured out from it.

Ghosts roamed everywhere, and any living thing would be drained dry. In an instant, the scene turned into a hell on earth.

At this moment, the evil spirit came to the man. Looking at the horrific scene before him, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground. His once calm face was now filled with fear, and his eyes were filled with despair.

"Sir... Sir..." He said tremblingly, and his voice no longer had the previous calmness.

The demon's hollow eye sockets seemed to see through his soul, a blood-red light flickering within them. It stretched out a huge, rancid claw and slowly grabbed the man.

Seeing this, the guards around the man, though filled with fear, still bravely raised their samurai swords and rushed towards the demon. However, their attacks were like ants trying to shake a tree to the demon. With a simple flick of its claws, the guards were sent flying like fragile puppets, falling heavily to the ground, their lives unknown.

Looking at the scene at this moment, a trace of fear rose in the man's heart again. He forced a smile and looked at the evil ghost in front of him and said, "Chief... Chief, what a wonderful power! I never thought that your rebirth would be so earth-shattering. It is truly a cause for celebration..."

The demon ignored the man. It drew its Bloodthirst and raised it high, then brought it down. The man, still trembling, didn't even have time to scream before the demon cleaved him in two. His body was instantly consumed by a dark force, leaving not even a trace of blood behind.

The screams at the scene were deafening, and soon they fell into complete silence. At this moment, the ghosts wandering around gathered around the evil ghost again. As its power continued to grow, the evil ghost's body began to change again.

Its body began to sprout sharp metallic spikes, which gleamed coldly in the dim light, like fangs from the abyss. Its arms grew thicker, its muscles bulging as if cast from steel, each muscle texture seemingly imbued with endless unholy power.

The already huge claws became even sharper, like two giant magic swords that could tear through space with a light swing.

Its head had also mutated, with faint blue flames burning where its eyes should be. The flames flickered like will-o'-the-wisp fire from the depths of hell, sending chills down its spine. Its mouth gaped, filled with jagged fangs, each one emitting a rotten stench, as if a death sentence.