Genshin Impact: The Road to Reversal

"Then I'll take my leave first."

Mo Yan left his seat and stumbled all the way to his room. He closed the door behind him, leaned his back against it, and slowly slid down to the floor.

"Ha... That's strange. Even if I'm not good at drinking, I shouldn't be drunk after just one sip."

His breathing became heavy, and he felt dizzy. His vision began to blur, and everything around him became distorted. He tried to stand up, but his legs felt as weak as cotton. Despite this, he managed to get up and walk to the bed.

Is it the alcohol? No way, Kailin drank a lot, if something was going to happen, it should have happened a long time ago.

Thinking of this, he shook his head, took a deep breath and lay down.

Forget it, I guess I’m just tired. I should be fine by tomorrow.

Mo Yan thought so, then slowly closed his eyes.

In the darkness, he felt a chill and a bitter taste in his throat. He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and tossed and turned in bed for a while before finally falling asleep. However, when Mo Yan opened his eyes again, the scenery around him had completely changed.

The dark environment was eerie and scary, and the fog made it impossible to see the road below.

Mo Yan stood there, his eyes wide open in horror.

This is not a hotel, and I don't know when I put on my usual battle clothes. I was clearly in the hotel just now, but how come I'm here all of a sudden... Am I dreaming?

Thinking of this, he immediately hardened his heart and pinched himself.

"Tsk, it doesn't hurt. Am I really dreaming? But why can't I wake up even though I want to?"

Just then, there was a sudden noise in front.

Hearing the noise, Mo Yan quickly came to his senses. He looked forward and saw a huge figure walking towards him in the fog. Judging from the height of the opposite side, it was more than two meters tall.

"who!"

He stood there vigilantly until someone came towards him, and was completely shocked by the scene before him.

Walking towards him was a nine-foot-tall "man" wearing jet-black knight armor. He was fully armed with almost no skin exposed. He exuded a strong murderous aura, which could be seen even with the naked eye. What was even more frightening was that he had no head.

"Why is there another monster like this?"

He gritted his teeth and tried to draw his sword, but when he reached his right hand to his waist, he couldn't find his sword.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on..."

He was shocked, but didn't care about anything else. Seeing the monster getting closer and closer to him, he gritted his teeth, turned around and was about to escape, but because of the influence of the fog, he bumped into the stone wall.

"No way, there's no way out?" Mo Yan gritted his teeth and turned around. Even without his sword, he raised his fist to the monster, "Hey, I'm warning you, don't come over here!"

Damn it, is this the only way to fight? He thought so. But when the monster got closer, it suddenly spoke.

"You are not a Linhui person." The headless monster stopped and looked at Mo Yan carefully from head to toe.

At this moment, Mo Yan was stunned.

"You...can speak?"

However, the headless monster did not answer his question, but turned around and said, "Come with me, I will take you to where you should go."

The headless monster turned and walked into the fog. Mo Yan stood there, considering for a long time, but finally followed it with trepidation.

Mo Yan cautiously kept a distance from the headless monster, his eyes fixed on its back, fearing that this mysterious creature might suddenly attack him.

The surrounding fog was still thick, and every step felt like stepping into an unknown abyss. The road beneath his feet was bumpy and uneven, and Mo Yan occasionally stumbled over rocks, but he quickly regained his composure, not daring to slack off for even a moment. The headless monster's steps were steady and powerful, as if he knew this foggy land like the back of his hand.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the fog gradually thinned, and an ancient and deep gate appeared before his eyes. Three large characters were written on the doorplate high above the gate. Because it was written in Teyvatian, he didn't know where this place was for a moment.

"here it is?"

"The underworld." The headless monster replied indifferently.

"What?" Mo Yan was shocked, unable to make sense of it for a moment. "The Netherworld? Could it be that place that accepts the souls of the dead and allows them to reincarnate?"

"Yes, it's just what you thought." The headless monster turned around and said calmly.

"No, no, no, no, this doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it. Besides, I'm healthy and well, how could I die?" Mo Yan said in horror.

"I don't know about that," the headless monster replied. "I'm just a guide. I'm only responsible for guiding the lonely souls who come here. As for the rest, it's all internal affairs. You can go to the Hades Palace to inquire about the situation."

After saying this, the guide opened the door, then turned around and disappeared into the thick fog.

At this moment, Mo Yan was stunned in the spot, completely bewildered. He had no idea how he ended up in this underworld.

"I'm dead? This is a joke! I was able to survive such a dangerous situation in Sangyang, but now, for some reason, I'm..."

"No, no, I need to calm down, calm down."

He took a deep breath, then looked at the open door. There was a cold atmosphere inside, as if countless pairs of eyes were peeping at him in the darkness.

After much hesitation, Mo Yan slowly stepped through the gate. As soon as he entered, he felt a powerful force tugging at his soul. The surroundings were dim, with occasional flickering lights, like drifting will-o'-the-wisp fires.

He walked along a winding path, and from time to time he heard eerie cries and whispers around him, which made his hair stand on end.

As he walked, he saw a magnificent palace in front of him. The walls of the palace were engraved with all kinds of strange runes, emitting a faint light.

Looking at the atmosphere here, could this be the King of Hell's Palace?

He gritted his teeth and walked towards the palace. As soon as he reached the door, two tall and ferocious-looking little ghosts blocked his way.

"Who is coming?" a little ghost shouted loudly.

"I... my name is Mo Yan. I don't know why I came here, so I want to ask the King of Hell for help. Is that okay?" Mo Yan said with courage.

The two ghosts looked at each other, and then one of them went in to report. After a while, the ghost came out and said, "The King of Hell wants you to come in."

Mo Yan took a deep breath and walked into the Hall of Hell. The hall was very spacious. Although there were two rows of ghost officials standing there, they were not as ferocious and scary as they were shown on TV.

He looked up and saw that there was no one on the throne, which inevitably made him suspicious.

"Um, may I ask, officials, who is the owner of this place..." Mo Yan asked, looking around.

At this moment, a cheerful noise suddenly came from the hall, and then a girl with twin ponytails and a crimson dress appeared in front of the throne, skipping and jumping.

Her dress was embroidered with plum blossom patterns, and the collar and cuffs were decorated with delicate cloud patterns.

Mo Yan's eyes widened. This was far different from the image of the King of Hell he had imagined.