The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

These terrifying, numerous Ghost Faces wanted to suppress and imprison Su Qi in place!

Like tug-of-war, they sought to hold Su Qi back.

But Su Qi kept stepping forward, each step... Behind him, countless Ghost Faces were growing and expanding incessantly.

This signified suppression, wanting to push Su Qi's spiritual power, Spiritual Energy, and so on, to their lowest limits.

This scene also made countless people look up, because a vast shadow of Ghost Face Mountain was forming, covering the sky and the land.

"Brother Su..." An Nan watched this scene with a somewhat worried expression.

Extraordinary will and the terrifying control over Spiritual Energy were key to reaching the small cabin, and it was no surprise to him that Su Qi could do it, anyone among the Divine Sons present could manage.

Yet not likely with the same casual stroll as Brother Su.

But this was not the main point, the main point was... the fatal dangers inside the small cabin!

His Divinity was frantically signaling him; in the past, when navigating through the Old Days Crowd, his Divinity would also warn him, but never this intensely.

He didn't know what was going to happen, but now he could only trust in Brother Su.

However, unlike him, the other people, Divine Sons, all looked on with icy gazes.

They didn't harbor any enmity towards this person, in fact, they were quite looking forward to having such a tool-person to test errors for them.

Everyone was silently watching, wanting to know what exactly the fatal danger was.

After all,

Beneath this lake, there lay Totems guarded by the terrifying presence from the Abyss, the God of Anxiety, and a massive ritual.

Chenxing rasped, "...It seems he's not an Ordinary Daoist Guardian, right? I've noticed before, he seems more like a companion."

To a Divine Son, normally an ample amount of resources are devoted to their own person, not just Daoist Guardians ensuring safety but also... such companions.

These individuals are often very young, geniuses in their own right, and even possess immense strength and the same sequence path as the Divine Son.

Nevertheless, such strength often comes at the cost of various resources, draining potential to create such power at a young age, but equally... unable to advance further, since these companions are stepping stones left for Divine Sons, trial stones on the sequence.

An Nan paused for a moment, then lightly said,

"Was it obvious after all?"

After all, a lot had happened along the way, mainly that his own Sect Hierarch was unpredictably dealing cards, which he couldn't keep up with, and his disguise wasn't as good as imagined.

"So why didn't you stop him..." Chenxing looked towards Su Qi's silhouette: "...You're aware of how intense the reaction of Divinity is, if you just give the command, he..."

As a Divine Son, I can sense your extraordinary qualities, be it in aura or background.

"No." An Nan didn't answer the question but simply shook his head: "Mr. Chen, you've got one thing wrong."

He said softly, "I... am the one who follows commands."

Chenxing's pupils suddenly constricted slightly; this statement shocked him somewhat!

He, sharing the same status and vaguely sensing An Nan's extraordinariness, was actually taking orders from that... Su Buxian person???

Before he could react.

The next moment!

"Crack!"

Su Qi's foot had already landed on the cabin's steps, and the heavy footsteps made everyone's gaze tightly focus on him.

Of course, this was because the terrifying rancor around him turned into actual pressure, like a mountain resting on Su Qi's shoulders.

Wherever he passed, there were waves of Ripples and surging tides.

Now, everyone's focus was on Su Qi, and even people stopped their actions, after all, they all wanted to see what would happen.

And Su Qi slowly stepped onto the stair, surrounded by rancor that made countless Ghost Faces scream, the terrifying rancor assailing Su Qi's body.

Various visible expressions of pain, torture, and insecurity overwhelmed Su Qi as if tangible.

"What kind of rancor is this..." Jiang Zhi's eyes widened, watching the scene breathlessly from afar, even just standing at a distance made him feel terrified, since he was already experiencing the horror brought by the Ghost Faces.

"The rancor there... I've seen it before..."

Beside him, Ah Qi's voice was hoarse as he stepped next to Jiang Zhi, battered but his eyes fixed ahead with shock and respect:

"In the ancient times, a trace of rancor was enough to make an ordinary man of the native world... fall into depression, growing suspicious of Gods and ghosts, eventually killing their family and then themselves."

"And now... he must bear at least hundreds of thousands of times that rancor."

"Terrifying will."

At this moment, Su Qi looked towards the cabin in front of him, slowly halting his steps, all sorts of terrifying shadows, Twisted and unsettling things flooding over him.

Even making the spectators feel fearful, but to him... it still hadn't reached the limit.

How to put it, every bit of Strength from the Evil God was relentlessly raising Su Qi's threshold to insanity.

As if he were always in the depths of Hell, how could he be affected in such ways?

And there stood Su Qi, also looking towards the exclamation mark [!] on the cabin.

Actually, after arriving at the Land of Extreme Evil, he had already encountered a few exclamation marks, but due to his current Strength, they were only pale red marks, with the risk and danger essentially non-existent for him.

So the rewards were usually trivial Tools, Spirit Coins, and such.

But when Su Qi stepped around this lake, the first thing he saw was this exclamation mark.