The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

At this very moment,

many people had already approached the vicinity of the small cabin. These folks could not be called weak-willed; each one had been slit up and brutally mutilated, yet they had managed to get here, despite the pain causing them to sweat profusely.

However,

their eyes did not show fear, only madness and steely resolve!!!

The Divine Sons were an exception, their mental fortitude was naturally stronger than the rest!

What's more, there were quite a few with ordinary strength, but they gritted their teeth, their eyes bloodshot, dragging densely packed Ghost Faces biting into their flesh!

They took steps closer to the Divine Sons!!!

Lu Fan and Rab, though in the front line, hadn't approached the cabin. Their fear had already rendered them dragged on the ground, screaming in pain amid the blood and boiling oil.

This time, even shouting at the demons and ghosts to back off was useless.

Among those in the front lines, there was even the figure of Jiang Zhi, his body impaled with chainsaws that continued to grind their teeth inch by inch, the creaking sound accompanying the spray of blood and bone chips.

Yet his eyes were blood-red, limping with difficulty towards the cabin, each step spraying a cartoonish amount of blood, risking being dragged into the lake by hundreds of Ghost Faces any moment.

Yet he did not stop.

He wanted to become stronger, to rise, the heart of the strong within him never flickering!!

"You could at least move..." the doll watched Su Qi, having placed its bets, it had started to care at this moment.

It muttered, "Seeing the hellish scene before you, could it be you're regretting?"

Su Qi, "Hell?"

He murmured to himself, then with a smile said, "Well then, it seems I live in hell every day."

He moved forward.

The God of Anxiety, intending to act, he already had a rough understanding... If so, he naturally wouldn't let it have its way.

He not only planned to use this advantage, but also to return it doubly... he was determined to destroy this Totem.

And in the next moment,

though the curse on his body made the surrounding Ghost Faces avoid him, Su Qi looked up, the aura of an Ancient God covered him directly.

This time, a significant number of Ghost Faces sensed something wrong and viciously pounced towards Su Qi, even more ferocious than with others, carrying a terror of grievances and hissing at his ear!

The same happened to Su Qi, and equally brought various bloody brutal tortures upon him.

But Su Qi merely looked on indifferently.

Some say,

"Heavy lies the crown, and the Evil God's eyes are such a crown, though a bloody one."

From the moment it began to reveal bursting strength, every second Su Qi's spirit faced... the torture from the deepest recesses of his mind, far more intense than anything before him, a hundred times, a thousand times the intensity.

"Sprinkle some water, now."

Su Qui continued walking forward, completely unaffected by the Ghost Faces around him.

He didn't even use his Spiritual Eyes, although it was the final burst, this also allowed Su Qi to unleash a more powerful strength, taking a risk that comes with benefits.

And within a few steps, he had already reached Lu Fan and Rab, grabbing them, "Although both of you have thoughts of changing your fate, you don't have the courage to face it directly, but... getting here is about enough."

"The path ahead isn't suitable for you, but... I'll give each of you a Starfire VIP Card from The Hustlers Chamber of Commerce which might come in handy."

Whether it was just an illusion or they heard him in their daze, Su Qi threw them out.

It was the truth, their potential had reached its limit, neither their strength nor their disposition could step further, and the stage ahead was one they could no longer partake in.

However, these two would likely still achieve something, considering the distance they'd travelled now and each one's level, because this wasn't flat ground, but a lake.

Maintaining precise control over one's body over a lake amid extreme pain, or else one would splash into the lake and become part of the mountains of corpses below.

And then,

Su Qi walked even further ahead, at this moment the number of Ghost Faces on his body had reached hundreds, densely packed, yet his expression and heartbeat remained unchanged, each step as if he was walking down a shopping street.

"You... finally arrived." Jiang Zhi at this moment, clenching his teeth, his face twisted in agony, despite being riddled with holes, still staggeringly moved forward.

This was not just for the High-level Holy Artifact, once the node opened, only those in the cabin could pass through that 'door'.

He was equally fighting for himself!!

"You even have the strength to speak to me, it seems... you still have some energy left," Su Qi said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense," Jiang Zhi, his face reddening and veins bulging, painfully squeezed out a few words through his teeth:

"You said the Hustlers... have a great future, right....."

"Then... prove it to me...."

"Whether that stage... is really one you can stand on..."

Su Qi, gently laughing, responded, "You sure have a lot of demands."

"But, can you manage it yourself, or do you need me to..."

"I can!" Jiang Zhi forcefully spat out these two words, but immediately his thick neck veins were sliced open by a Ghost Face with a knife.

While this was the illusionary influence of the curse, it was realistically bloody and dreadful,

and hovered constantly on the brink of death.

Surviving, all of this would just be a frightening illusion, not leaving a single trace.

But if it crumbled, then here would be hell, and each instance of torture received would truly occur to the body!