Fabricating myths, starting with the creation of eight fictional ancient tribes

At this time, the West was invincible and in a state of complete frenzy.

He was holding a handful of tattered talismans that he had just torn off, and he was waving them at Ren Quanxu.

"Hahaha! See that? This is the seal you were talking about?"

"It's all worthless paper! It's all a lie!"

He laughed as he continued to pry at the rusted iron chains.

He kept muttering to himself, his voice indistinct, like a dream or a curse.

"I'm going to prove to you that there are no ghosts in this world..."

"No immortal cultivation families...no mythical figures descending..."

"We must trust science... Once we open this broken box, all the lies will fall apart..."

"I want to be famous, I want to become the number one anti-fraud activist on the entire internet..."

His fingers were raw and bloody from being worn down by the rough iron chains, and his fingernails were even turned upside down.

But he seemed not to feel any pain.

The "sizzling" metallic scraping sound was the sound of his finger bones rubbing against the bronze coffin!

"Stop! You're insane!"

Ren Quanxu roared in frustration, his eyes turning red.

"That's a seal! Don't touch it! You'll kill us all!"

He wanted to rush over and pull that madman down.

However, he and Zhang Xing were extremely weak. The little ghost had drained too much of their yang energy, making it difficult for them to even walk, let alone run fast.

Moreover, a suffocating stench permeated the area around the coffin.

It smelled like a corpse that had been rotting for hundreds of years, making one want to vomit.

"It's too late..."

Ren Quanxu watched Xifang Wudi's actions with despair.

He had completely peeled off the last corner of the sealing talisman.

Immediately afterwards, Invincible West pulled out a Swiss Army knife from his waist and frantically pried open the lock on the thickest main chain.

The latch was already severely corroded and on the verge of collapse.

Due to his reckless destruction.

There was a crisp "bang" sound.

The latch is broken.

"Bang—!!"

The iron chain, as thick as a wrist, slammed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The entire room seemed to tremble with the loud noise.

The bronze coffin, which had been silent all along, suddenly emitted a deep, muffled hum.

"It's over..."

Ren Quanxu's face was ashen, and the dagger in his hand clattered to the ground.

The two timid teammates behind him collapsed to the ground, their crotches instantly soaked.

An emotion called despair overwhelmed everyone in an instant.

The chat room was in complete chaos.

"What a beast! This 'Invincible West' is a complete beast!"

"For a little bit of traffic, they actually risked everyone's lives!"

"If what's inside that coffin comes out, will it cause a major disaster?"

"In the novels I read, these sealed-away creatures are all incredibly ferocious."

"Once it is born, everyone within a hundred miles will die!"

"Friends living near the Qinling Mountains, run! Something terrible is about to happen!"

The audience's anger and fear were palpable, even through the screen.

Ren Quanxu's team had already given up resisting.

They knew that the reason those little devils outside dared not come in was because they were afraid of what was inside the coffin.

Now that the seal has been broken, these mortals are less than ants in the face of such a terrifying being.

"This time... I'm really going to die..."

Ren Quanxu closed his eyes, and two lines of clear tears flowed down his cheeks.

"The desolate forbidden land is indeed not a place for the living..."

And on the coffin.

The invincible Westerner saw the iron chains break and the talismans disappear, but nothing happened.

His face beamed with even more intense ecstasy.

"Hahaha! See that? Nothing happened!"

He stood up and shouted arrogantly into the void.

"I told you this is just an ordinary mountain village! This coffin is just an antique!"

"There are no demons or monsters out there! You're just scaring yourselves!"

"I am right! Science is right! The glory of the Lord is right!"

however.

Before he could finish speaking, a sudden change occurred.

The previously quiet bronze coffin suddenly began to shake violently.

The amplitude was so great that it caused the entire room to shake.

Dust fell from the roof, and the Bagua mirror shook violently, making a clanging and rattling sound.

A deep hum filled the entire space.

It felt like countless giant flies were buzzing around my ears.

The invincible laughter from the West came to an abrupt halt.

He slipped and almost fell off the coffin.

"What...what's going on? Was it an earthquake?"

He stared in horror at the bronze cover plate beneath his feet, which was trembling violently.

The arrogance from before vanished without a trace, replaced by endless fear.

He wanted to run away.

But my legs were so weak with fear that they wouldn't obey me.

"Bang—!!!"

A deafening roar.

The bronze coffin lid, weighing several hundred kilograms, flew up like a cannonball!

It slammed hard against the ceiling, shattering the Bagua mirror, and then fell heavily back down, creating a large crater in the ground.

next moment.

A dense, tangible crimson light erupted from inside the coffin!

The light was too dazzling, too eerie.

It pierced through the roof and the fog in an instant.

The entire deserted village, and even this valley, was bathed in a ghastly blood-red light.

It was as if the gates of hell had been suddenly flung open at that moment.

"ah--!!!"

Accompanying the red light were countless venomous and extremely mournful roars.

That wasn't one person's voice.

That was the catharsis of thousands upon thousands of wronged souls, who had been imprisoned for countless years, finally being freed!

This sound is like a tangible sonic weapon.

Everyone present felt as if their brains had been struck by a heavy hammer.

"puff--"

Ren Quanxu and Zhang Xing both coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Immediately afterwards, blood began to seep from their ears, noses, and even eyes.

Blood is flowing from all seven orifices!

The pain was indescribable.

It felt like countless tiny knives were churning inside my brain.

Even the viewers in the live stream, though separated by a screen, couldn't hear the ghostly sound that struck their very souls.

But all I saw was the blood-red image and the distorted screams recorded by the equipment.

Many people with poor mental resilience also experienced symptoms such as dizziness, nausea, and vomiting.

Some people even lost control of their emotions and went on a rampage, smashing and destroying things at home.

"Help...help me..."

The West, invincible, bears the brunt.

He was closest to that red light.

A demon formed entirely of black mist suddenly burst out of the coffin.

It has no physical form, only a huge mouth full of fangs.

The evil spirit bit down on the neck of the invincible Westerner.

"Uh...hehe..."

The invincible West didn't even have time to let out a scream.

His body shrank at a visible rate.

In just a few seconds.

A living person was drained of all their blood and energy, turning into a terrifying dried corpse.