Worshipping the Yin Marshals, Asura Naraku, a Mythical Race Beyond Reason!

Next, the guide changed to Drought Demon Granny, who carried an oil lamp and walked at the front. Everyone's vision was limited to this single point of light, and they couldn't even see the ground beneath their feet.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xu Lang suddenly realized that everyone around him had disappeared!

"A journey to the Netherworld... I'm heading deeper into the Netherworld. Will I ever be able to get out?"

Xu Lang felt as if he were stepping into an Abyss, plunging into darkness.

He took a deep breath and quickly reviewed the situation.

The Netherworld is a powerful force, similar to Dormitory Survival Game; the two likely have some kind of cooperative relationship.

In the vast jungle of the world, Dormitory Survival Game are not the only ones!

The Underworld Invitation is the Netherworld's way of recruiting talent... but he already bears the mark of the Dormitory Survival Game, and the Dormitory Survival Game probably won't let go easily.

"If I can't get past the level, I'll most likely be stuck here permanently... If I do get past it, I'll take the benefits with me. This is a gamble between me and the 'game,' a gamble between a Dormitory Survival Game and the Netherworld."

In the darkness, Xu Lang's thoughts drifted and sank.

If this conjecture is correct, then the question arises: if everyone in the Platinum Luxury Apartment dies, can the Epitaph bring them all back to Mad King Building? Or will they be resurrected in the Netherworld?

This is a problem!

"Cao, Louzi, I hope you won't be so useless!"

Ultimately, when it came to actually using Epitaph, Xu Lang would still feel a little uneasy.

It's best to avoid using it unless absolutely necessary.

Just use Nightmare Coins to upgrade your gear and get through the level.

Xu Lang felt that he couldn't rely on Lou Zi. What if Lou Zi refused to even collect his corpse and instead allowed him to be resurrected in the Netherworld? That would be a real problem.

The Strange Tales Magic Box can serve as a teleportation hub, but once inside the Netherworld, his connection with the marked individual weakens; there are too many variables, so it's not being considered.

The world ahead gradually brightened, Xu Lang saw Drought Demon Granny enter a large hall, so he followed her in.

Cao Yaxuan, Wang Yazhi, and other players also arrived one after another.

Xu Lang turned around and saw a huge golden archway, behind which lay endless darkness.

The last one to emerge from the darkness was Tao Xiu. He saw Xu Lang looking at him and quickly stepped aside, looking embarrassed.

"See these ten statues of Yin Marshal? Take a stick of Faith Incense, light it before their altar, and you can join their ranks and receive a mission..." Drought Demon Granny's words trailed off as she abruptly turned around, her eyes blazing at Xu Lang: "Boy, are you courting death by taking that thing out?!"

Xu Lang quickly put away the Strange Tales Magic Box in his hand, and said with an embarrassed smile, "Sorry, sorry, this is an important item of mine. I don't feel safe without it."

Upon hearing this, Drought Demon Granny flicked her sleeve and coldly snorted, "That's how it is. Go and pay your respects to the Yin Marshal. You have one quarter of an hour."

[Drought Demon Granny issues the task "Light the Faith Incense": Complete the worship of the Yin Marshal within fifteen minutes. Those who fail to do so will be punished by Drought Demon Granny and will receive no reward.]

This Drought Demon Granny is serious; the system has assigned a task to everyone.

Faith Incense were placed on the altar in front of the group of players, and they quickly took one before observing the ten statues of the gods.

These ten statues are embedded in the wall on their backs, towering and majestic, each with a different and unique shape.

Just then, Hundred Flowers Thought Emperor walked over.

"I have a reconnaissance tool that has uncovered some intelligence. Would you like to hear it?" Hundred Flowers Thought Emperor said.

"Tell me about it." Shirley's eyes lit up.

Everyone's smart enough to know that the mission they're about to receive will definitely be related to the characteristics of the Yin Marshal.

Worshipping Yin Marshal whose characteristics align with your own might increase your chances of completing the mission.

"This is Boli, the Underworld Marshal who suppresses the fierce and unruly ghosts in hell and maintains order in hell..." Hundred Flowers Thought Emperor looked at a Yin Marshal with a blue face and fangs, wearing armor, holding a demon-suppressing bell, and surrounded by flame reliefs.

Next, she looked at the other statues and introduced them in a low voice.

"Yang Sui, the Sun Patrol Censor Xun, patrols the land by day to oversee good and evil..."

"The Nether Mirror Inspector, patrolling at night, overseeing demons and ghosts..."

"Darkstripe, the chief supervisor of Hundred Beasts, oversees and governs the souls of all beasts that have perished..."

"Vermilion Beak, Director of the Feathered Clan..."

"Abyssal Gill, Water Spirit Official..."

"Cockroach, insect officials..."

"Junxing, punishment..."

While Hundred Flowers Thought Emperor was talking to Shirley and the others, Xu Lang was also using Nightmare Eye to examine the Ten Yin Marshal statues.

After a moment, he glanced at Drought Demon Granny, who was resting with her eyes closed not far away, and took out the Killing Crystal.

The Killing Crystal immediately disintegrated upon being touched by spiritual power, transforming into a cloud of blood energy that enveloped Xu Lang.

The aura was immense and terrifying, causing all the players to turn their heads in awe.

Seeing this, Cao Yaxuan said, "Xu Lang, there is no blood-red Yin Marshal here."

"Drought Demon Granny shouldn't harm me," Xu Lang said with a smile.

"Fool, you're the one who caused this! Quickly come before me to offer your sacrifice, or it will be too late once those guys come out!" The statue of the Junxing suddenly opened its eyes and roared, "With such a heavy aura of malevolence, you should come to my Division of Punishments!"

Drought Demon Granny glanced at the statue of Junxing, but said nothing, and her emotions were unreadable.

Just then, the hall trembled slightly, and a blood-red vortex appeared in the center.

A four-meter-tall evil god, with six long swords at his waist, strode out.

He was broad-shouldered and stout, with a pair of sharp horns on his head, and his skin was crimson. His bare feet trod on the ground, as if stepping on everyone's hearts, making all the players afraid to breathe.

Those strange, blood-red eyes locked onto Xu Lang, terrifying and filled with killing intent!

In an instant, an uncontrollable killing intent rose from the bottom of Xu Lang's heart, forming a towering blood-red aura around him, causing the air to explode.

The Transcendent are the overlords of the world; their aura can make the world lose its color and change the composition of matter. Xu Lang has now touched the threshold of this realm.

"It's you who's come, Naraku!" Junxing looked at the evil god, his tone tinged with fear.

However, the evil god didn't even glance at the statues, including Drought Demon Granny. He stared at Xu Lang and said, "Not bad killing intent. If you want to gain power, come with me."

After saying that, he turned and entered the crimson vortex, seemingly knowing that Xu Lang would definitely follow.

Just before he entered the vortex, Xu Lang finally obtained his information.

[Nightmare Eye - Asura Naraku: One of the eight generals under the "Great Yama," the lord of the Asura Path. He once slaughtered millions of lives, causing an entire world to fall into the Asura Path. He is unruly, cruel, and tyrannical.]

Slaughtering millions of lives?!

Xu Lang was deeply shocked. Reaching this level of combat was beyond description; it couldn't be described as cruel or ruthless, but rather as embodying the "Dao."

Slaughter is the path Asura Naraku to take; justice, evil, good and evil, indifference or ruthlessness all seem meaningless.

Moreover, judging from the prefix, this evil god is actually an Asura!

In Shirley's Book of Wisdom, the Asura race was described in this way.

--Asura, one of the Mythic races, possess blessings and supernatural powers approaching those of gods. They have extremely long lifespans, but lack the Celestial Being of Celestial Being. They are wrathful, belligerent, unruly, and ultimate warriors born for war. Their image of killing is widely present in the cultures of various realms.

The so-called Mythic races are those whose images will one day inexplicably appear in the minds of intelligent beings, as naturally as if they were aware that they need to drink water and eat.

This phenomenon is similar to meme pollution in Strange Tale, only more abstract and completely illogical.