Weird, my gaming life

The pure white halo was so close, like a warm harbor in the midst of a storm, exuding a comforting aura.

Lu Feng's eyes blazed with the wild joy of surviving a calamity, and he almost lunged towards the place of light, using both hands and feet.

Qin Wan also breathed a heavy sigh of relief. The sudden relaxation of her tense nerves made her feel a wave of fatigue.

Just as she was about to move forward, a small hand grabbed her tightly, stopping her from going any further.

Qin Wan turned around in surprise and met Lin Yuan's tense eyes, her heart suddenly leaping into her throat.

She wanted to ask Lin Yuan what had happened, but Lin Yuan shook his head at her, signaling her to keep quiet.

Lu Feng, who had taken a few steps forward, stopped and quickly halted his movements when he realized that Qin Wan and Lin Yuan had not followed.

Lin Yuan stared intently at the seemingly safe area, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly, a sense of crisis stronger than ever before constantly washing over him.

It wasn't a threat from a particular direction, but rather from the entire space itself, as if the place where he was standing was surrounded by an ambush from all sides. If he dared to take a single step, he would surely die without a burial place the next moment.

"Who is it! Show yourself!"

At this moment, Lin Yuan disregarded the rules of the Ghost Realm and shouted out loud. He had to find out who was blocking their way.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly.

The flashing neon lights suddenly stopped, as if the light itself was frozen in mid-air, and the whole world became a vividly colored static picture.

An indescribable sense of oppression descended from the sky, as if an invisible hand had gripped everyone's hearts.

In front of the three of them, at the boundary between the white light barrier and the desolate street, the air began to ripple like water, and a figure slowly emerged from the void.

It was a man dressed in a pure white tailcoat, with a tall and elegant posture, holding a crystal-clear baton in his hand.

He wore a white porcelain smiling mask. The smooth, mirror-like surface of the mask reflected the still light from the surrounding area, and the simple smile made it look incredibly eerie.

Upon seeing this, Lu Feng instinctively tried to back away, but he lost his balance and collapsed to the ground.

Qin Wan's face turned deathly pale. She stared intently at the man, a tremor from her very soul making her body stiffen.

"S-rank... Demon Slayer!"

The man turned his head slightly to look in Lin Yuan's direction. Although Lin Yuan couldn't see the man's face clearly, he could clearly feel the man's cold, scrutinizing gaze.

"It was you rats who ruined my perfect performance! How disappointing!"

A man's ethereal voice rang out, and then, like an elegant musician, he slowly walked towards Lin Yuan and the others.

"I thought this silent concert would end quietly, but I didn't expect you guys to come and ruin the event. So, I have no choice but to eliminate you all myself!"

After speaking, the man gently raised his baton and waved it lightly at Lin Yuan.

There was no sound, nor any dazzling light effects.

Lin Yuan felt as if the space around him was instantly emptied, and an irresistible force of erasure pressed down on him from all directions, as if trying to completely erase him from this world.

Lin Yuan's pupils contracted, and he could no longer hide. His Crimson Sun True Qi erupted suddenly, and a golden shield instantly enveloped him.

However, that erasing force completely ignored the true energy barrier and acted on his body. His arm began to become transparent and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't even think about it!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes. He clearly only wanted to live, but why did things keep coming his way? Since these people who didn't value human life wanted him dead, he would definitely not sit idly by and wait to die.

Thinking of this, a look of madness appeared in Lin Yuan's eyes. Originally, he wanted to save the Source Points in the game and use them after finding a peerless martial arts technique, but now... he had no choice but to take a gamble.

However, just as Lin Yuan was about to add all his source points to his internal energy, a familiar fluctuation suddenly came. Lin Yuan quickly turned his head and saw that Qin Wan had somehow pulled out a dagger and stabbed herself in the chest, her face showing a sickly madness.

"You think you've won? But for me, this is far from over!"

The masked man paused slightly, and Lin Yuan could clearly see his pupils contract slightly through his powerful eyesight.

"This is... a rebirth anomaly!"

In an instant, the man's baton swung towards Qin Wan, and Qin Wan's expression immediately changed, as she had been enjoying the emperor's favor.

Because her dagger disappeared, and at the same time, the wounds on her body were wiped clean by an invisible force.

"On my home turf, you can't just start over whenever you want!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a powerful binding force instantly immobilized Qin Wan, rendering her completely unable to move.

The familiar spatial fluctuations that Lin Yuan had sensed gradually subsided.

As Qin Wan felt the spacetime fluctuations being erased, a feeling of despair quickly enveloped her heart.

She hadn't expected that even her last trump card would be restricted by the enemy.

Just when Lin Yuan thought he would have to use the Source Point, a high-pitched dragon roar suddenly tore through the silent sky, causing him to stop thinking again.

hold head high--!

The voice contained an unparalleled domineering and majestic aura, like a giant hammer slamming into the solidified space.

"Snap!"

The whole world is like a shattered lens.

The still lights began to flow again, the frozen air returned to its clamor, and Lin Yuan's body, which had been disappearing, suddenly solidified and returned to its original state.

That force of obliteration was actually dispelled by the dragon's roar.

For the first time, the white-clad man's elegant movements became chaotic. He suddenly looked up at the sky and saw a dazzling crimson light descend from the heavens, like a blood-red full moon falling into the center of the square.

As the crimson light faded, a man clad in dark gold armor stood proudly. He had a handsome face and an air of natural arrogance between his brows. Behind him coiled a blood-red, ferocious dragon, radiating a chilling aura.

"You vermin from the Demon Slayer Association, who gave you the audacity to act so recklessly in the South City!"

The man's voice was loud and clear. Before he could utter a single word, the crimson dragon behind him let out a strange roar that shook the entire Ghost Realm.

At the same time, another completely different aura was also descending.

Countless tiny wind blades from the vacuum converged, forming a chaotic storm. At the center of the storm, a man dressed in a blue robe could be seen rapidly taking shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The man held a folding fan, possessed a gentle and refined demeanor, and wore a warm smile.

"Brother Long's temper is still as fiery as ever. Dealing with an S-rank Ghost Master isn't just about having a loud voice."

Having said that, he waved his folding fan, and instantly countless fine wind blades, as if cutting through the air, transformed into an invisible wind, completely surrounding the white-robed, masked man.

"Xiao Qingwu, stop spouting nonsense. If we don't clean up these rats from the gutter today, what right will our Xiao and Long families have to speak in Central City in the future!"

Long Tianyou snorted coldly, then stopped talking and fixed his gaze on the white-robed man who was trapped by the wind blades.

People from the Long and Xiao families in the Upper City.

Looking at the two men who seemed like gods descended to earth, Qin Wan felt a surge of shock and disbelief.

Is this the power of a superior family? With a mere gesture, they suppressed an S-rank Ghost Master who was powerless to resist.

Lin Yuan was also greatly shocked. This was the first time he had ever seen the high-end combat power of a real-world family. He had to admit that their abilities were quite terrifying. At least Lin Yuan felt that if he could not become a martial artist in the Transcendent Realm, he would definitely not be able to contend with these two.

"Gentlemen, isn't it rather impolite to interrupt someone's performance so abruptly?"

The white-clad, masked man's voice remained ethereal, but it lacked its previous composure.

The baton in his hand emitted faint glows, and as he waved it again, the surrounding space began to become viscous again, and the invisible wind blades that had surrounded Xiao Qingwu were gradually erased by him.

"Hmph! You're just playing tricks; you defective products can never amount to anything."

Long Youtian sneered disdainfully, then took a deep breath, his chest bulging.

"kill!"

Another dragon roar rang out, and this time, a visible dark red sound wave shot out from his mouth, shattering the space in its path and breaking through the surrounding condensed air in an instant.

Xiao Qingwu seized the opportunity and pointed, unleashing countless wind blades that coalesced into a massive cyan longsword. Ignoring spatial distance, it pierced directly at the white-robed masked man.

Faced with the combined attack of two top-tier noble families, the white-robed masked man's eyes finally lost their composure, and his figure suddenly blurred, trying to merge into the void.

"Trying to run away!" Xiao Qingwu smiled slightly.

A barely perceptible chain extended from the cyan longsword, instantly binding the white-robed man who was in the process of fading into nothingness.

A dark red dragon's roar followed closely behind.

"boom--"

A terrifying energy storm erupted in the center of the plaza, instantly sending Lin Yuan and his two companions flying backward.

Once the energy storm subsided, the white-clad man had vanished, leaving only a broken baton.