Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

Anos looked at Leng Yuexing with excitement; no one is immune to fear when facing the black mist for the first time.

As long as Leng Yuexing felt even a trace of fear, the black mist could instantly engulf him and drain his blood.

He didn't care about the unfinished totem. The totem was just something he found in an old book to appease his followers, and whether it was finished or not was of little significance.

Leng Yuexing is dead, so what happens afterward is still up to him to explain.

But a second passed, two seconds passed... ten seconds passed, and Leng Yuexing was not harmed in the slightest.

The black mist, as if oblivious to Cold Moon Star, swarmed around Anos's followers, eager to devour these delicacies that exuded both deliciousness and terror, but as if some constraint prevented it from consuming them.

Anos stared at Leng Yuexing, speechless, and stammered, "How...how is this possible? Why aren't you afraid at all?"

Leng Yuexing raised an eyebrow, her beautiful thin lips parted slightly: "Don't you know that I am an extreme rationalist?"

"That's true, but being extremely rational doesn't mean you're fearless. It's just that because you have extreme rationality, your sanity won't drop to 0. But why don't you feel even the slightest bit of fear?"

Anos couldn't understand it. Even he had exhausted all means to control the black mist evil back then. If he hadn't possessed absolute rationality, his sanity would have dropped to 0.

The black mist is the most terrifying of all evil creatures. Even if your sanity doesn't drop to 0, as long as you feel fear, you will become its food.

He was almost swallowed by the black mist, but Leng Yuexing was completely unharmed.

When Leng Yuexing learned about the rules of this world's evil creatures feeding on him, he felt that apart from the evil gods, this world posed no threat to him.

He was not afraid of mere evil creatures. If he couldn't even do that, then his tens of thousands of years in the cultivation world would have been wasted.

Seeing that the black mist couldn't notice Leng Yuexing at all, Anos frantically ran to Leng Yuexing's side.

He grabbed Leng Yuexing's shoulders with both hands and shook her violently, saying, "Why aren't you afraid? Show me fear! Doesn't it inspire fear?"

Look at that churning black mist; don't you see anything within it that terrifies you?

Looking at Anos's somewhat insane state, Leng Yuexing felt that it was actually Anos who was facing a mental breakdown.

He glanced at the churning black mist ahead. He did indeed sense a terrifying aura emanating from it, but that wasn't enough to terrify him. He frowned impatiently and shouted, "Release me, Anos!"

Anos's eyes widened in horror; he simply couldn't understand why Leng Yuexing wasn't afraid or terrified.

In a fit of rage, he suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger from the side and slashed it at Leng Yuexing's bound wrists.

Blood instantly flowed down Leng Yuexing's wrist, dripping onto the totem at her feet.

Leng Yuexing stared at Anos expressionlessly, her previously nonchalant demeanor turning icy cold.

Anos looked at Leng Yuexing expectantly, believing that Leng Yuexing would be terrified this time.

However, Leng Yuexing's eyes remained cold, even carrying a hint of mockery.

Blood continued to flow, dripping onto the totem. Unbeknownst to the two, the totem emanated a mysterious power, emitting specks of light.

The light floated upwards and reached between the two of them. Anos looked at the points of light in disbelief.

Leng Yuexing also raised an eyebrow at the points of light. He sensed a strange power within them, and soon the points of light disappeared in front of the two of them.

Just as Anos was about to say something, he suddenly sensed an indescribable and ineffable presence.

Just as he was about to think, he felt an overwhelming sense of fear and pain wash over him, and he rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground.

Leng Yuexing also felt a gaze directed at him, but he found that the gaze was within his mental capacity to bear.

Glancing at the unfinished totem at his feet, he suddenly realized that the one casting his gaze upon him was Him, the legendary true evil god.

However, the man in black did not finish drawing the totem, and his blood accidentally dripped onto the totem, causing the incomplete totem to successfully summon the evil god.

Because the totem is incomplete, the gaze that descends upon this place is also incomplete, like a split of an evil god, possessing only half the power of the evil god, equivalent to a demigod.

Leng Yuexing, who possesses demigod-like spiritual power, was able to withstand this gaze.

Leng Yuexing felt fortunate. Through that glimpse of his gaze, he knew that if the man in black were to complete the totem, he would not be able to withstand the gaze of the evil god.

He glanced at Anos and his followers, who had fainted at his feet. He knew that Anos and the others were not dead; at most, they had gone insane and become madmen.

The evil god's gaze did not linger for long. Just when Leng Yuexing was about to give up, the evil god withdrew his gaze.

Leng Yuexing let out a soft breath. He marveled at the power of this evil god, wondering if he would be as powerful as the evil god when he successfully transcended his tribulation and became a true god.

That's probably not the case, Leng Yuexing thought. Even among gods, there are varying degrees of power, and he felt that this evil god was among the most powerful of the gods.

On the totem that Leng Yuexing hadn't noticed, his dripping blood seemed to have been absorbed by something, leaving not a trace.

All that can be seen is the terrifying, sticky, tentacled presence when the blood disappears.

After absorbing Leng Yuexing's blood, it frantically sniffed the totem, as if trying to absorb all the aura that had settled on it.

If it weren't for sensing the totem's weakness, those terrifying tentacles would have broken through the totem and entangled Leng Yuexing, who was bound to it.

After realizing it couldn't touch Leng Yuexing, the tentacle frantically rolled and twisted on the totem, stretching out straight to reach Leng Yuexing's body, even just his toes.

A terrifying, sticky aura emanated from the ground, and Leng Yuexing finally noticed the totem beneath his feet. He looked down.

"What...is this?" Leng Yuexing asked in surprise.