Mount Dionysus.
"Damn it! Damn it!!!"
"Can someone tell me why you just won't die?!"
"Ah?!!!"
"You're human! How can you be tougher than me?!!"
"..."
Illusory Drunken Faces danced above the summit, while Dionysus's frantic roars echoed through the heavens.
At the center of the mythological restriction, Hu Jia sat cross-legged beneath a Black Cloak. The melodious sound of the xun drifted through the air as countless Drunken Faces launched attack after attack, yet failed to harm him in the slightest.
"Monsters! You humans are all monsters!"
"That guy with gray wings is a monster! The one who cleaved open the restriction with one sword strike is a monster! You're a monster too!"
"I can't beat you in the Mental World, and I can't do anything to you in the Real World either... Fine, so you brought this many people? You're cheating, aren't you?! Cheating?!!"
"Enough... Stop invading my Mental World! Enough already..."
"Damn it! What strange thing did you stitch into my Mental World?! What the hell is 'send you fifty'? And what kind of nonsense is Crazy Thursday?!!"
"Poseidon was the one who decided to go against Great Xia, and Poseidon was the one who kidnapped people! If you have a grudge, go find him! Stop stitching... I'm begging you... I don't want to become a lunatic!"
"Goose, goose, goose, craning its neck to sing to the sky, white feathers floating on green water... Green water... Green waters and green mountains are mountains of gold and silver, these mountain roads have eighteen bends..."
As the melodious xun echoed on, more and more drunken phantoms descended into madness. Dionysus, suspended in midair, clutched his head with both hands. At times, he whispered in agony; at others, he burst into song. The clarity in his eyes shattered further and