An emperor in his later years is summoned by his sister to save the nation's fate.

[Conditions for Acquisition: This altar possesses strong autonomy and exclusivity. The chosen one must personally stand in the center of the altar, confront and resist a round of evil god's incantations. Only those who meet the conditions and have not been assimilated can acquire ownership of the altar and acquire it.]

[WARNING: The ravings of the evil god are an indescribable, high-dimensional mental attack! If the chosen one cannot withstand it, at best they will suffer complete mental breakdown, becoming a fanatical follower and slave of the evil god; at worst, their soul and spirit will be annihilated on the spot, and their consciousness will be dragged into the abyss never to be reborn!]

Upon hearing the system notification in her mind, Lu Xueyao was slightly lost in thought, a serious expression flashing across her beautiful face.

"This time, they actually discovered a complete S-class building, and the conditions for acquiring it are far too harsh."

Lu Xueyao asked in her mind, "Brother, what exactly is this so-called evil god? Should we take the risk to resist that delirious talk?"

Lu Li was sitting upright in his sea of ​​consciousness. With each opening and closing of his eyes, the chaotic light of his double pupils pierced directly through the origin of the evil god's altar.

In his eyes, this altar was not an inanimate building at all; it was essentially a special spatial node that had been forcibly solidified.

At the other end of the altar, connected by some hidden threads of rules, lies a bottomless, eerie place filled with endless chaotic laws.

In Lu Li's view, this so-called "evil god" is probably an ancient and strange being whose strength has reached a certain extreme!

Making a deal with this indescribable weirdness is definitely not a good thing.

Lu Li even speculated that the former owner of this vast unclaimed territory must have been powerful, but the reason it eventually became a ruin and was invaded by terrifying beings such as the S-class Trickster was most likely because of the backlash caused by frequently using this evil god's altar and making deals with the evil god!

However, Lu Li, who had seen through the true nature of things, curled up a disdainful sneer.

He was the Eternal Night Demon Emperor, whose power dominated an entire era!

How could a mere eerie creature hiding in the shadows, spewing its so-called "evil god's ramblings," possibly frighten him?

On the contrary, for Lu Xueyao, who mainly cultivates the Myriad Souls Emperor Scripture, this kind of high-pressure impact that is purely aimed at the soul and spirit is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for tempering!

"No need to be afraid," Lu Li calmly transmitted his voice. "Although this altar is connected to a great terror, the so-called delirium can serve as nourishment for you to temper your soul."

"You should stand directly on the altar and circulate the Myriad Souls Emperor Scripture according to the method I taught you. See what this evil god's rambling is all about. With me sitting in your sea of ​​consciousness, the sky won't fall."

With her brother's assurance, Lu Xueyao's previously anxious heart instantly settled down.

She took a deep breath, and alone, she stepped up the dark purple stone steps to the very top of the evil god's altar, where she stood firmly on the central point of the array.

"boom--!"

The moment Lu Xueyao stepped into the center of the formation, the world around her instantly lost its color.

Darkness, boundless darkness, completely engulfed her. The next moment, countless noisy, distorted, and extremely malicious murmurs, like billions of poisonous insects, frantically burrowed into Lu Xueyao's ears and exploded directly in the depths of her mind!

These murmurs are not merely sounds, but are accompanied by concrete illusions.

Lu Xueyao felt as if she had been plunged into an endless abyss of darkness.

At the bottom of the abyss, blood churned, and then, one after another, terrifying and bizarre creatures that she had encountered before, or that she had never seen before, crawled out of the sea of ​​blood!

A five-meter-tall humanoid starving monster.

A strange bride with a red veil covering her head and dripping with foul-smelling, eerie blood.

A ghostly lantern with a human head radiating a scarlet glow.

There was even an S-rank ghost that had just been crushed by Lu Li!

Hundreds and thousands of illusory and eerie A-grade and even S-grade creatures roared fiercely, like a black torrent, rushing madly towards Lu Xueyao, attempting to tear her soul to pieces on a mental level!

Faced with such a terrifying scene that could drive any normal person insane instantly, Lu Xueyao bit her tongue tightly, maintaining her last shred of clarity.

Following Lu Li's instructions, she immediately began frantically circulating the supreme divine soul technique—the Myriad Souls Emperor Scripture—within her sea of ​​consciousness!

"Buzz!"

As the cultivation technique was activated, the Soul Nourishing Pearl, made from a thousand-year-old Soul Nourishing Wood, which was suspended in the center of her sea of ​​consciousness, instantly emitted a dazzling and warm light, transforming into an indestructible light shield that firmly protected the origin of her consciousness.

At the same time, the Hundred Soul Seal that Lu Xueyao had condensed in her sea of ​​consciousness during her previous cultivation also shone brightly at this moment.

"The Thousand-Thread Soul-Binding Curse!"

Lu Xueyao roared inwardly, and the Hundred Soul Seal trembled violently, with countless strands of divine soul light shooting out from the seal.

These threads, as if possessing a life of their own, frantically weaved through this abyss of the mind, directly entangled and restrained the bizarre illusions that were rushing towards her!

Illusions kept crashing in, and the threads of her soul kept breaking and reforming. Under this extreme pressure, Lu Xueyao's soul strength began to soar at an incredible speed.

The Hundred Soul Seal in her sea of ​​consciousness, after devouring and resisting a massive amount of spiritual pollution, became increasingly crystal clear. In the shadows, its internal structure began to undergo a qualitative change, and it was launching an attack on the Thousand Soul Seal, a higher level of the Myriad Soul Emperor Scripture!

Just as Lu Xueyao was about to complete her transformation, the source of countless bizarre illusions in the deepest part of the abyss suddenly began to twist violently.

A colossal, indescribable phantom, resembling a towering mountain, slowly coalesced and took shape in the darkness.

This phantom has no fixed form; it seems to be a collection of all the fears and strangeness in the world, covered with countless eerie faces that are constantly wailing.

This is a wisp of will projected onto the spiritual level by the unknown evil god behind the altar!

The phantom of the evil god slowly raised its hand, which was pieced together from countless severed limbs, carrying a terrifying pressure capable of obliterating all consciousness, preparing to finally annihilate Lu Xueyao's will.

However, just as the phantom of the evil god was about to strike,

Suddenly, all the countless strange faces on its body turned to look at the deepest part of Lu Xueyao's sea of ​​consciousness.

There sat a majestic figure dressed in a black and gold imperial robe, with eyes that seemed to be at the dawn of creation.

This was a projection of Lu Li's consciousness. Lu Li did not make a move; he didn't even lift a finger. He simply glanced at the phantom of the evil god with his dual pupils.

"grumble--!"

The next moment, the arrogant phantom of the evil god seemed to sense some kind of great terror that transcended its own dimension and was enough to completely annihilate it!

It didn't even dare to have the thought of resisting. After letting out a terrified, sharp scream, the huge phantom actually collapsed on its own in the abyss, disintegrating into countless points of light!