Illusion-Phase Nemesis

"I only recently perfected this Performing God Mask, so I'd appreciate it if you two would give it a try."

Lin Yuanfang spoke politely, but he had no intention of holding back. He spread his hands, and the light and shadows around them flickered and vanished. A vast black mist appeared from nowhere and rapidly enveloped Luo Yan and Yu Qiushui.

A moment later, Luo Yan heard what sounded like the gong announcing the entrance of a makeshift opera troupe.

Clang clang, clang-clang clang-clang, wah-ah-ah-ah...

As the theatrical singing rang out, the vast black mist gradually dispersed. Thorns covered the surroundings, and beneath a rocky cliff ahead, a bloody glow seeped through.

The wind howled eerily. Before and behind the mountain, amid the scattered rocks and thorns, ox-headed and horse-faced demons shouted wildly, while evil ghosts and Nether Souls wept and wailed in sorrow.

Not far away stood a dark-green city. Above its gates hung a horizontal plaque, on which the three words "Ghost Gate Pass" glimmered faintly.

The scene looked just like the legendary underworld. It appeared and disappeared within the spreading black mist, overlapping with the town in reality.

It made their scalps prickle and sent chills down their backs.

At that moment, a voice like an opera singer's rang out from midair, beginning in a theatrical tone.

"Wah-ah-ah, you committed countless sins while alive. You deserve to be cast into the Hell of Blades and never reincarnate again..."

Yu Qiushui let out a cold laugh. "Seal away superstition and stop playing at ghosts and gods."

Just then, the two of them felt themselves falling. The barren mountains and wilderness, the dark-green city, and the other scenes rapidly receded, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Below them stretched an endless range of mountains. No grass or trees