Infinite Reincarnation: Survival Begins from Ishimura

In a daze, when Mu Xing regained consciousness, he found himself still suspended in mid-air.

When he looked at Meng Yu, who was looking back at him, he noticed him gradually dissipating, turning completely into dust.

"Could it be that Meng Yu was Dagon?"

Mu Xing's expression became strange.

No wonder a so-called artificial human could become the node of endless time reversal, no wonder the Lord of R'lyeh would entrust such an important task to him.

He was an incarnation of Dagon; only the power of a lower-level dominator was qualified to support that endless cycle.

Having figured this out, Mu Xing landed steadily on the beach, in the half of the area illuminated by the sunlight.

His teammates quickly gathered around him.

Looking at the concerned eyes, he waved his hand gently: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

At this moment, Ye Changfeng rushed over from afar, bringing news: "The elites of the Survival Frontline have begun to descend."

Mu Xing glanced at the pillars of light that were constantly falling in the distance. Was this long-planned decisive battle finally about to begin?

"Captain, what should we do now? Should we return to the frontline to report the situation?" asked Zhu Qingyu.

Mu Xing shook his head: "This is the last cycle. We cross the sea and destroy their ritual site before the forces of Chaos completely descend."

"Of course, I know the risks involved. Some of us may even die there, but are you willing to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

"No!" everyone shouted in unison, eager to fight.

Mu Xing pointed to the procession crossing the Spirit Bridge towards Cainhurst Castle.

"Same as always, first steal the carriage!"

Mu Xing and his team had experienced multiple cycles here, giving them more informational advantages than the newly arrived Chaos forces.

Just as the warring parties were adapting to the rules and restrictions of this dreamlike world, Mu Xing's sword had already pierced the chest of a Chaos soldier.

The power of purification was infused, instantly turning him into ashes.

"Enemy attack! It's a survivor!"

The Chaos soldiers escorting the carriage exclaimed.

The Chaos Envoy also suddenly sat up from the decayed coffin on the carriage.

"Kill!"

Mu Xing gave an order, and everyone behind him attacked together, instantly crushing the Chaos guards who had just emerged from the time loop.

Mu Xing stepped forward and grabbed the Chaos Envoy by the throat.

He was trying to summon his staff but was strangled by Mu Xing, seizing his fate.

"We meet again."

Mu Xing stared at the Chaos Envoy with a grim smile.

The Chaos Wizard's turbid eyes were filled with horror: "Survivor..."

Mu Xing didn't bother to waste words with him and was about to devour and fuse him.

However, at this moment, a white figure rushed from afar.

He was filled with endless resentment and soaring killing intent.

"Blood Moon, prepare to die!"

Mu Xing turned his head.

Wasn't this Bai Huan, whom he had just tricked? He had actually caught up so quickly.

Ye Changfeng and Man Shan attacked simultaneously, one setting up a sword formation, and the other summoning a burning volcano.

"Don't confront this kid head-on. Important matters take precedence. Retreat."

Mu Xing directly grabbed the Chaos Wizard and quickly retreated, following the tail of the procession.

He didn't forget to mock as he left:

"Oh, isn't this our famous Chaos Prince, Little Bai? You're quite fast, but, what a pity, just a little bit short."

Mu Xing stood on the Spirit Bridge with a sneer, holding the Moonlight Greatsword high.

"You little bastard, don't run if you have the guts."

Bai Huan was furious, wanting nothing more than to tear him apart and skin him alive.

Just as he led a group of Chaos offspring, finally breaking through the sword formation and charging forward, Mu Xing's greatsword fell.

The Spirit Bridge collapsed, turning into the final stream of light, enveloping Mu Xing and disappearing.

"Ahhh, Blood Moon, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will catch you. I will throw you into the Chaos Hell to suffer endless torment."

Bai Huan stood on the beach, roaring in unwillingness.

The moment the Spirit Bridge was cut off, it also completely cut off the passage for others to reach Cainhurst.

"Your Highness, that kid just crossed the sea. Can't we just fly over?"

A Chaos offspring said disdainfully.

Who knew that these words would instantly enrage Bai Huan.

He jumped up with red eyes and slapped him on the head.

"Fly? You fly one for this prince to see? The Spirit Bridge is the only passage. Now that it's been cut off by that little bastard, by the time you find him in countless dreams, it'll be too late."

Bai Huan was instantly furious, and continuous slaps landed.

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At the same time

Cainhurst Castle

As soon as Mu Xing and his team landed, they were greeted by Chaos soldiers who had been guarding here.

"Kill!"

Mu Xing waved his right hand, and the elites behind him, all at the peak of the Upper Realm, rushed forward and instantly annihilated all the Chaos soldiers.

He looked towards Cainhurst Castle but did not follow into the city. Instead, he immediately led his team to prepare to go to the underground city to disrupt the ritual.

As for the castle, he would leave it to Logarius and Queen Annalise.

They knew what they had to do.

"This way!"

Mu Xing took the lead, directly smashing open the gate to the underground city with a single sword, and jumped down into the deep underground passage.

The others followed closely behind, jumping down together.

The Chaos ritual seemed to have just begun.

Faced with the sudden intrusion of Mu Xing and his team, the Chaos Wizards who were performing the ritual were also taken aback.

"Quick, stop them."

Man Shan, wielding a giant axe, was the first to rush out. The flaming giant axe burned fiercely, and the ravines it cleaved caused the entire underground city to tremble.

The Chaos soldiers who rushed over to try to stop them were turned to ashes by a few axe blows.

This elite team of theirs was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Those Chaos soldiers below the peak of the Upper Realm were no match for them.

The altar was already close at hand.

In the altar, Chaos Priests had already formed a circle.

The inner circle was filled with sacrificial offerings; one by one, row upon row, the Chaos monstrosities were neatly arranged, roughly estimated to be tens of thousands.

Although three thousand were intercepted by Mu Xing, it didn't seem to affect the overall situation.

The outer circle was filled with priests presiding over the sacrifice, chanting ancient incantations.

The tadpole-like characters on the black obelisk in the center of the altar seemed to come alive, beginning to twist and tremble.

On the outermost periphery were Chaos Wizards responsible for transmitting power and stabilizing the altar's magic circle.

Of course, there were also Barrier Wizards casting barriers.

Because of the arrival of Mu Xing and his team, these Chaos Priests prematurely started the sacrificial ritual.

As those Chaos monstrosities screamed and were sacrificed,

the blood gushing from their bodies dyed the dense patterns and runes on the altar red.

As the chanting sounded, everything was quietly changing.

Time and space became even more chaotic here.

It seemed that the sound of waves was coming from an unknown space-time.

Soon, the sound of the waves, along with the opening of the altar, actually spread out of thin air onto the altar.

Mysterious imprints also began to emerge on the obelisk.

Although the imprints were abstract, they were still recognizable at a glance.

Moon, Formless, Dream, and Abyss...

These were the imprints of the Ancient Gods, used to seal the Great Lord of R'lyeh.

And at this time, these Chaos Priests were using the power of the sacrificial ritual to destroy the imprints on the obelisk.