Starting with the Earth God, the path to immortality is deduced!

Zhou Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

A fishy-sweet taste lingered in my mouth.

His eyes grew even more fierce.

Like a wounded lone wolf in the wilderness.

"Scared?"

He turned his head to look at Ma Ling'er.

The voice was weak.

Yet it exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Ma Ling'er rolled her eyes dramatically.

He stuck the demon-subduing staff behind his back.

Hands on hips.

"Afraid?"

"In my great-aunt's dictionary of immortality."

"There's no such thing as fear!"

"But this City God Temple is now a den of dragons and tigers."

"Look at your build."

"Is it still possible?"

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath.

The "Tales of Gods and Monsters" within his body slowly began to circulate.

A warm current flowed through my limbs and bones.

That was the pure yin energy accumulated from the previous sacrifices to evil spirits.

It is rapidly repairing the damage to its soul.

"man."

"You can't say no."

Zhou Yuan stood up.

He patted the dust off his clothes.

My gaze pierced through the shadows at the alley entrance.

They locked their gaze firmly onto the somber temple not far away.

"and."

"Precisely because it is a den of dragons and tigers."

"This is when you can relax the most."

"They just hurt me."

"They must have thought I would hide away and lick my wounds."

"I would never have imagined it."

"I'll launch a surprise attack!"

Ma Ling'er's eyes lit up.

He snapped his fingers.

"The darkest place is under the lamp!"

"Okay, Lao Zhou."

"You're so cunning."

"More than lotus roots!"

She was also very decisive.

He reached into his treasure pouch and rummaged around for a while.

"Since we're going to play dirty tricks..."

"Then we should go all out."

She took out two dark yellow talismans.

The top is decorated with twisted tadpole-like characters drawn with cinnabar.

There was a subtle, obscure undercurrent.

"This is a secret I don't pass on."

"Concealing Breath Invisibility Talisman".

"Although it can't truly become invisible."

"But as long as you don't yell or scream."

"Even if it's dancing right under the noses of those zombies."

"They treat you like you're invisible!"

Done.

She snapped it open.

A talisman was pasted on Zhou Yuan's back.

Another one was stuck on his forehead.

Then he scooped up the baby who was still gnawing on a bamboo shoot.

He tucked it into his arms.

"Let's go!"

……

Dark as ink.

The streets of Fengzhou City were deathly silent.

There were only two people and one bear.

Like a ghost, it moved through the shadows.

Zhou Yuan did not rely entirely on the naked eye.

In his eyes.

A faint, eerie blue flame flickered within.

The perception granted by the priesthood of the Night Wanderer.

It's like an invisible net.

Spread out.

"stop!"

It's right next to the side wall of the City God Temple.

Zhou Yuan suddenly reached out his hand.

They stopped Ma Ling'er.

Ma Ling'er froze.

I didn't dare to breathe.

Followed by.

A series of heavy footsteps came from inside the wall.

Click.

Click.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of metal rubbing against each other.

A strong stench of decay emanated from the corpse.

It floated out from the top of the wall.

Two guardian deities, each two meters tall.

Holding a long spear.

The whites of his eyes are turning white.

They were mechanically patrolling along the base of the wall.

They fall with each step.

The ground trembled slightly.

That was a manifestation of pure physical strength.

If you get hit by it.

They'd probably be turned into mincemeat right away.

Zhou Yuan held his breath.

He stared intently at the two puppets.

Until the heavy footsteps faded into the distance.

He finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"That was close."

"The density of these patrols."

"It's doubled since then."

"It seems to be something at the bottom of that well."

"They've learned to be afraid now."

Zhou Yuan sneered inwardly.

Since you know you're afraid.

That proves we've found the right place!

"Turn over."

Zhou Yuan pointed to the top of the wall.

The power of the divine soul enveloped his entire body.

Light as a swallow.

Lightly tap your toes on the wall.

He floated up the wall like a falling leaf.

Ma Ling'er followed closely behind.

He was incredibly agile.

The two were perched on the wall.

They took advantage of the dense shade of the trees for cover.

Peek inside.

Inside the vast City God Temple, one could see...

It was eerily gloomy.

Those human skin lanterns hanging on the trees.

Swaying gently in the night breeze.

It made a strange "whooshing" sound.

It sounded like countless wronged souls weeping softly.

On the square in front of the main hall.

Dozens of guardian deities stood densely packed together.

They remained motionless.

They are like sculptures.

But Zhou Yuan knew.

As long as there is even the slightest hint of a stranger.

These sculptures.

They can turn into killing machines in an instant!

"Stay close to me."

"Don't step on the gaps between the floor tiles."

"That's the point where the evil energy is concentrated."

Zhou Yuan lowered his voice.

Transmitting sound secretly.

Then.

He slid down the wall.

It looks like a gecko flying close to the ground.

In the blind spots of those divine generals' vision.

It meanders forward.

Although Ma Ling'er is usually very outgoing.

But when it really comes down to it...

Yet she is also incredibly meticulous.

She followed in Zhou Yuan's footsteps.

Not a single step off.

Even the frequency of breathing.

Everything was adjusted to match the surrounding wind sound.

And so it went between the two of them.

In that suffocating oppression.

We crossed the front yard.

They bypassed the main hall.

at last.

We arrived at the secluded backyard.

Here.

There are no lanterns.

There are no divine generals.

There was only that lonely ancient well.

It stood quietly in the center of the courtyard.

The temperature here.

It was at least ten degrees colder than outside.

A thin layer of black frost covered the ground.

Step on it.

There was no creaking sound.

Instead, it has a sticky feeling like stepping on rotten flesh.

"This is..."

"That well?"

Ma Ling'er looked at the ancient well not far away.

I couldn't help but shiver.

The compass in her hand.

The hands are spinning wildly at this moment.

Finally, there was a "snap" sound.

It exploded!

"My compass!"

Ma Ling'er let out a soft cry of heartache.

But his expression became more serious than ever before.

"Extremely unlucky!"

"An absolute calamity!"

"What's hidden in this well."

"This is definitely not your average evil spirit!"

"Even my family heirloom compass can't calculate it!"

Zhou Yuan remained silent.

He just stared intently at the well opening.

The ground around the wellhead.

It was glowing with a faint red light at the moment.

Take a closer look.

Only then did I realize that they were densely packed runes.

It resembles some kind of ancient script.

It also resembles countless twisted venomous snakes.

It is slowly wriggling.

It absorbed the evil aura wafting from the incense burning in the front hall.

"Look at these runes."

Zhou Yuan pointed to the edge of the well.

"They are breathing."

Ma Ling'er leaned closer to take a look.

Suddenly, I gasped.

"This...this is..."

"A soul-guiding formation?!"

"wrong!"

"Even older than the Soul-Guiding Array!"

"This is the long-lost 'Spirit Offering Incantation' of the Wukong Sect!"

Ma Ling'er's voice was trembling.

"I've seen fragments of it in my family's ancient books."

"This is specifically designed for..."

"To communicate with the netherworld."

"Those ancient evil spirits, rejected by heaven and earth!"

"Are they crazy?"

"If this kind of thing were released..."

"Don't even mention Fengzhou City."

"The entire Great Ling Dynasty will suffer!"

A cold glint flashed in Zhou Yuan's eyes.

"Just as I thought."

"The Wukong sect has grand ambitions."

"They don't care about the lives of ordinary people at all."

"They just want to control this world."

"It's become a paradise for evil spirits!"

He stepped forward.

Standing at the edge of the well.

Looking down.

Bottomless.

There was only endless darkness.

In the darkness.

It seems as if countless eyes are hidden.

They were greedily watching the two uninvited guests.

A damp, cold wind carrying the smell of decay.

It was blown up from the bottom of the well.

The wind made Zhou Yuan's soul tremble.

It felt as if I was being forcibly sucked in.

"I'd like to see."

"What exactly are you?!"

Zhou Yuan snorted coldly.

He flipped his right hand over.

An old-fashioned bronze oil lamp.

It appears in the palm of your hand.

Blue Ghost Lamp!

This is a treasure he deduced based on "Strange Tales of Gods and Monsters".

Specially designed to ward off evil spirits!

"go!"

Zhou Yuan had a sudden thought.

Above the lamp wick.

That tiny, eerie green flame.

It surged instantly.

It transformed into a ferocious fire dragon.

It roared and charged toward the well opening!

Zizizi!

The fire dragon had just come into contact with the black gas at the wellhead.

It then emitted a loud corrosive sound.

Those black wisps.

It's like encountering a natural enemy.

Madness, begone!

But then...

Deep at the bottom of the well.

Suddenly, a low, muffled groan was heard.

hum!

The runes on the well wall.

Suddenly, a blinding flash of blood-red light appeared.

An extremely powerful counterforce.

Like a volcanic eruption.

It gushed out of the wellhead!

boom!

That azure fire dragon.

It was instantly shattered!

It vanished as countless sparks.

Zhou Yuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning in the chest.

He stumbled back several steps.

Each step left a deep footprint in the ground.

"So strong!"

"This well..."

"It's alive!"

Zhou Yuan steadied himself.

His face looked pale.

"It has intelligence."

"It's protecting itself!"

"Ordinary fire simply cannot get in!"

Ma Ling'er quickly helped him up.

"Old Zhou!"

"Don't force it if it doesn't work!"

"This thing is too weird!"

"That last moment."

"I feel like my soul is about to shatter!"

Zhou Yuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

A hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

"A direct attack won't work."

"Then we'll have to outsmart them."

"Since this formation is used to communicate with souls..."

"Then its defense of the soul."

"It should be open!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Ling'er...

His expression changed drastically.

"Are you going to leave your body again?!"

"You're insane!"

"You almost didn't make it back!"

"If we get in this time..."

"That's like throwing a meat bun to a dog!"

Zhou Yuan shook his head.

His gaze was as firm as iron.

"Never enter the tiger's den."

"How can you catch a tiger cub?"

"We're outside."

"We'll never know what's sealed down there."

"We don't know its weaknesses."

"How did you destroy it?"

He sat down cross-legged.

Hands form a mudra.

"Ling'er".

"Protect my physical body."

"No matter what happens."

"As long as my incense stick hasn't burned out."

"Don't touch my body!"

Done.

He didn't even wait for Ma Ling'er to object.

He immediately closed his eyes.

"Strange Tales of Gods and Monsters".

"Connecting to the spirit world!"

hum!

On Zhou Yuan's crown.

A faint, ethereal figure drifted out.

That was his nocturnal spirit.

now.

Above the Yin spirits.

It was covered with a faint golden light.

That was the protective power of "Strange Tales of Gods and Monsters".

Zhou Yuan glanced at his physical body.

Without any hesitation.

Take a leap.

He jumped straight into that bottomless ancient well!

call--

The wind howled.

Falling.

It kept falling.

Zhou Yuan felt like he had fallen into a bottomless pit.

The surrounding darkness.

It surged in like a tide.

They tried to overwhelm his mind.

ear.

Countless mournful screams, curses, and wails filled the air.

It was like a demonic sound filling the ears.

It was frantically assaulting his consciousness.

"roll!"

Zhou Yuan shouted loudly.

The price of gold surged.

Those vengeful spirits that try to approach.

Everything was shattered.

I don't know how much time passed.

The feeling of falling finally stopped.

Zhou Yuan's soul.

It is suspended in a huge underground space.

Here.

It turned out to be an underground cave!

In the center of the cave.

A colossal altar stood prominently!

The altar was entirely made of piled-up bones.

It emitted a pale, lifeless light.

And at the very top of the altar.

There are no statues of gods.

There was only one ball...

A huge, twisted, writhing shadow!

That shadow.

The exact shape is not visible.

Sometimes it looks like a giant octopus.

It waved its countless tentacles.

Sometimes it resembles a face that blots out the sky.

He revealed a strange smile.

It's there.

It exudes a suffocatingly evil aura.

It was as if it were the source of all evil in the world.

"This is..."

"The god worshipped by the Wukong Sect?"

Zhou Yuan only glanced at it.

It felt like my soul was being possessed.

They were all trembling uncontrollably.

That's suppression at the level of life itself!

It's the feeling of powerlessness that comes from an ant looking up at a dragon!

Just then.

Zhou Yuan's soul.

It seems that some kind of restriction has been triggered.

Or perhaps the shadow sensed his presence.

hum!

An invisible fluctuation.

It swept across Zhou Yuan's soul in an instant.

In an instant.

In Zhou Yuan's mind.

It was like a thunderclap exploding.

Countless fragmented images.

A frenzy of influx.

He saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

I saw a magnificent temple collapse.

At last.

The image freezes on a blurry figure dressed in a black robe.

The man stood before the altar.

Facing that shadow.

I bow deeply.

He was muttering to himself.

Although I can't hear the sound clearly.

But Zhou Yuan strangely understood the meaning of those lip movements:

"Disciple Wukong."

"I am willing to sacrifice the lives of all the people in this state."

"Assisting Your Majesty..."

"Break the seal!"

boom!

The image is shattered.

Zhou Yuan suddenly woke up with a start.

"Master Wukong!"

"That man in black robes is the leader of the Wukong Sect!"

"This shadow..."

"They were sealed here!"

"They're trying to break the seal!"

Just as Zhou Yuan was in shock.

The shadow on the altar.

It suddenly stopped wriggling.

A huge, empty face.

Emerging from the shadows.

Those eyes without pupils.

Across the void.

He stared intently at Zhou Yuan!

"Ants..."

An ancient, weathered voice, carrying endless majesty.

It exploded directly deep within Zhou Yuan's soul!

That is the language of God!

Just two words.

Let Zhou Yuan's divine soul protect his body with golden light.

It was instantly covered in cracks!

"not good!"

"We've been discovered!"

"The power of this thing."

"It far surpasses the Nighttime Realm!"

"run!"

Zhou Yuan did not hesitate at all.

The power of the soul is burning.

Turn around and flee.

boom!

Suddenly, a huge tentacle emerged from the shadow.

Transcending space.

It slapped him hard.

"Strange Tales of the Supernatural!"

"Help me!"

Zhou Yuan roared inwardly.

Ancient books in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Suddenly, a page was turned.

A dazzling golden light shot out.

They barely managed to block that fatal blow.

boom!

Zhou Yuan's soul was like a ball that had been kicked away.

At an incredible speed.

They were struck by that terrifying recoil force.

It was blasted directly at the wellhead above!

……

The backyard of the City God Temple.

Ma Ling'er was anxiously guarding Zhou Yuan's physical body.

His knuckles turned white from gripping the demon-subduing staff so tightly.

Sudden.

Black gas billowed from the wellhead.

A golden light.

They emerged from the bottom of the well in a disheveled state.

It instantly burrowed into Zhou Yuan's brow.

"puff!"

Zhou Yuan sits cross-legged.

His body jolted violently.

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

He fell backward.

"Old Zhou!"

Ma Ling'er was terrified.

She hugged him tightly.

Zhou Yuan's face was as pale as paper.

Blood was flowing from all seven orifices.

But he held onto Ma Ling'er's arm tightly.

His eyes were filled with terror and shock.

His voice was extremely hoarse.

"Walk……"

"Hurry up..."

"That is..."

"A sealed..."

"An evil god!!!"