In the dark forest, the chilly wind blew in gusts, chilling to the bone.

Li Muyang looked ahead and felt a tingling on his scalp.

“This should be the last level, right?”

After ten days of relentless grinding, Li Muyang, through a cycle of loading, dying, loading, and dying, accumulated experience and became familiar with the attack patterns of these creatures.

Finally, he led Xiao Yecao and Wei Sandao to the edge of the Myriad Great Mountains.

According to Wei Sandao, they would be out of the Myriad Great Mountains and no longer pursued by creatures if they went another twenty or so li ahead.

But at this moment, in Li Muyang’s view, under the brilliant stars, the forest was almost filled with creatures.

These creatures, with their bizarre shapes and twisted faces, were more abstract than the ghosts in horror movies.

According to Wei Sandao, these were evil spirits from ancient times that once dominated this land.

In the oldest times, the creatures of the world had to worship these evil spirits just to survive.

This group of ancient evil gods once ruled this world.

But now they were trapped in the land where Black Cloud Village was located and could no longer venture out.

Without the blood oath sensing, these creatures couldn’t harm the living even if they came out.

Even as they wandered through the forest, apart from Li Muyang and his companions, the creatures of the mountains could pass through the creatures’ bodies without any harm.

According to Wei Sandao, what was coming out now were just projections of the creatures, not their true bodies, so they could only harm Li Muyang and the other two.

Under the moonlight, Wei Sandao patted Li Muyang’s shoulder while gasping for breath.

“You... what... what did you see?”

The originally robust and majestic Wei Sandao was now emaciated, his cheeks hollow, looking like a ghost who had been starving for years, his legs trembling as he walked.

His once strong and sturdy legs were now as thin as sticks, the dry skin clinging to the bones, making one wonder if a strong wind could break him.

Under the continuous draining of the tentacles and the prolonged state of whispers, Wei Sandao had indeed been drained to a husk.

His chest was now just a layer of skin clinging to his ribs, and no one could imagine that this gaunt ghost was the same burly and robust man from before. r?

Wei Sandao’s hands trembled as he looked at Li Muyang with uncertainty and asked, “Why are you making that face? Kid, did something scare you?”

Li Muyang gazed at the spectacular scene before him and sighed.

“It is a bit terrifying...”

The star-filled sky was splitting open in the middle.

A huge blood-red eyeball loomed in the sky, rotating around as if searching for Wei Sandao’s figure.

Li Muyang, with Wei Sandao in tow, moved forward.

The next second, the sound of chains rang out as countless black snakes from the chest cavity of the Black Year God began to utter strange whispers.

Immediately after, the ground under Li Muyang’s feet twisted violently, and he and Wei Sandao’s bodies suddenly stiffened.

Then, eerie black snakes crawled out of their mouths, and their figures turned into miniature versions of the Black Year God, crying, laughing, and screaming as they ran into the wilderness.

【You have ascended. Game over】

Li Muyang had become numb to the game over notification that popped up in his field of vision.

Although many days had passed in the game, in reality, he frequently faced game overs.

Now, seeing the failure notification had become routine, and even the variety of ways he died each time no longer surprised him.

After all, each evil god’s method of killing was incredibly strange, so it can be said that he dies in different ways every time.

“...But is the spirit medium also one of the evil gods?”

Li Muyang murmured to himself.

Among that group of malevolent spirits, he saw a strange evil creature with a blood bar labeled 【Spirit Medium】 above its head.

However, the creature was very abstract, resembling a weeping head with legs growing all over it, looking like a flesh spider crawling on the ground, incredibly unsettling.

This spirit medium was the only evil god that did not harm Li Muyang and Wei Sandao. It seemed unable to find them.

Even the other evil gods seemed to ignore the spirit medium.

It appeared that only Li Muyang could sense its presence.

He then realized the purpose of Granny Gu telling him to boil that leg bone into a soup.

The ability to hide his form with tentacles was clearly related to the spirit medium.

“It’s a good ability, but with so many evil gods, it’s still difficult.”

Li Muyang closed his eyes and re-entered the game by loading a previous save.

After grinding for ten days, almost without sleep or food, it was time to reap the results.

Let’s pass the final level of the third stage!

Li Muyang entered the game, leading Wei Sandao towards the group of terrifying evil gods.

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