What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Not long before this, in the resort lobby.

A flash of white light, and Xu Tianlin was forcibly taken away by Liu Bo and others' emergency rescue service.

At this moment, outside the resort gate, under the lush, burning tree.

Former Grand Commander of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, the Source of Ten Thousand Races, and the Supreme Ruler of Region 79 of the Abyss, now the gatekeeper of the resort—

Demon King Xilin.

The moment Xu Tianlin disappeared, his droopy ears suddenly perked up.

He immediately sat up straight, and on his huge dog head, a pair of dark eyes darted around furtively, frantically looking around.

There was no breath.

There was no fluctuation of elemental energy.

That human is really gone!

"Hehehe, this guy's finally gone, right?"

Xilin grinned, revealing two rows of sharp canine teeth.

He raised one hind leg, leisurely scratched his ear, then stood up and shook the black fur on his body.

"I knew it! You couldn't possibly stay in this run-down resort forever, could you?"

Xilin scoffed, glancing disdainfully at the lobby door.

"The great Demon King Silin wouldn't be here guarding a gate for anyone!"

He raised one of his front paws, and his sharp claws snapped out instantly, precisely hooking the collar around his neck.

Pull it outwards with force!

"Snap!"

The necklace broke and fell onto the hard bluestone slab.

Xilin shook his fur again, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. He raised his chin and muttered a cold snort to himself.

"And you even took my soul?"

"Do you think this will be enough to restrain the great Demon King Xilin?"

"You can't even dream of how great the Demon Emperor is!"

"Just a wisp of divine soul! The Demon Emperor will surely find a way!"

Having made up his mind, Xilin did not want to stay a moment longer.

He raised his claws and slashed fiercely at the void in front of him.

Xilin slammed his hind legs into the ground, his body transforming into a black lightning bolt as he plunged into the spatial rift.

Goodbye!

"Wait until I report this to the Demon Emperor, and you'll be in for a world of hurt."

The crack closed, and only the rustling of leaves in the breeze remained on the desolate landscape.

……

Xilin darted through the endless void turbulence.

"We're almost at the abyss!"

He spotted the spatial barrier ahead, extended both claws, tore it apart with force, and leaped out.

"Bang!"

The four claws landed smoothly.

Xilin habitually took a deep breath, preparing to embrace the familiar, sulfurous, and bloody scent of the abyss.

However, what entered my nostrils was a strange smell that was a mixture of high-end fragrance and the sweet aroma of fruit platter.

"Where is this?"

After emerging from the space, Xilin was completely bewildered.

He opened his eyes, and the scene before him caused the abyss demon king's brain to briefly shut down.

There was no lava, no bones, and no gloomy, oppressive sky.

Underfoot was a thick, soft, handmade carpet embroidered with intricate gold patterns.

Above his head hung countless enormous crystal chandeliers, their thousands upon thousands of dazzling rays of light refracting down, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

The surrounding walls are inlaid with magnificent reliefs.

Rows of uniquely shaped machines, flashing with colorful neon lights, are neatly arranged.

The machine emitted a constant stream of crisp chimes and cheerful electronic music.

The air was thick with an atmosphere of extravagance and debauchery.

Silin sat motionless on the soft carpet, raised one right paw, and scratched his head vigorously.

"Where did I get this for?"

He looked around, his eyes full of big question marks.

Is there such a place in the abyss?

Could it be a newly developed pleasure-seeking secret realm by some demon king?

But this art style is just too weird!

After a moment of confusion, Xilin shook his head vigorously, making a loud slapping sound with his ears.

"It must be a spatial coordinate split, let's try again!"

He swung his claws again, tearing open a spatial rift, and plunged inside without hesitation.

After a while.

Space cracked open, and Xilin leaped out lightly.

He raised his head.

A glass door with a neon sign that reads "Welcome".

In the distance, the vast sea ripples with blue waves.

A burning tree with fluttering red leaves.

Xilin: !!!

His eyes widened, and his chin slammed to the ground.

A resort?!

Why did you come back again!

"Damn it! It must be my posture that's wrong!"

Xilin refused to believe it, spun around in place, and tore through space again. This time, he closed his eyes and fell backward into the crack with a perfect backflip.

"Bang!" It landed on the ground.

Open your eyes.

Crystal chandeliers, soft carpets, and jingling neon machines.

Little Macau Casino.

"Woof?!"

Xilin was anxious.

Cutting through the space, it burrows in like a dog paddle!

Exit: Entrance to the resort's purification SPA.

……

……

After going back and forth more than ten times.

"A ghost wall?!?!"

The mighty Demon King of the Abyss is trapped in an endless loop between these two wretched places!

After lying on the carpet in despair for a full fifteen minutes, Xilin rolled his eyes and finally accepted reality.

I'm afraid I won't be able to leave.

This space has clearly been tampered with by that human named Xu Tianlin and is now completely locked!

"Since we can't escape, this Demon King will see what tricks are hidden here!"

Xilin got up from the carpet and took a deep breath.

A thick cloud of black mist surged from his body, completely enveloping the black dog's form.

The cracking sound of bones stretching echoed in the black mist.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the black fog dissipated.

Xilin transformed back into human form.

He clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him, and with renewed courage, strode deeper into the Little Macau Resort.

Stepping on the thick carpet, the soft, yielding feel made him feel uneasy, and he couldn't help but lift his feet to take a second look.

As he passed a machine flashing with a marquee light, the sudden "ding-a-ling" sound of falling coins startled him, causing him to jump back sharply. Instantly, a ball of black demonic energy condensed in his palm, preparing for battle.

After waiting for a while and finding that the machine was just playing music, he awkwardly dispelled his demonic energy, looked around to make sure no one was watching, coughed twice, and continued walking forward.

Meanwhile, Xilin still harbored doubts.

This place must be the abyss.

But when did such a place appear in the abyss?

How come I, the Demon King, didn't know?

Could it be a relic left behind by some ancient demon god?

As Xilin walked, he looked at the strange and unusual facilities in the hall, and his doubts grew stronger.

He stopped in front of a huge square table.

The table is made entirely of an unknown dark gold metal.

Three crystal dice, each the size of a human head, floated above the table, their interiors sparkling with starlight as they slowly rotated.

There was a sign next to it that read: "[Qiankun Tossing Platform]".

"Heaven and earth? What a boastful tone, are you betting the heavens and earth on this?"

Xilin swallowed hard, not daring to reach out and touch it.

He turned around and looked to the other side.

There stands a huge wheel, three meters tall.

The turntable was divided into countless tiny squares, each containing a different color of light.

An aura of law so intense it was almost tangible washed over us.

The sign reads: [Main Road Roundabout].

"You can even use the Great Road to spin around?"

A bead of cold sweat appeared on Xilin's forehead.

He continued walking and found a huge crystal screen lying flat.

On the screen, realistic dark blue seawater surged continuously, and terrifying deep-sea monsters swam underwater, opening their blood-red mouths to devour small fish.

The edge of the screen features rows of joysticks and shooting buttons that emit energy fluctuations.

【Yuaneng Fishing Machine】.

Xilin became increasingly alarmed as he looked at the document.

Finally, he stopped at the edge of a pool shrouded in thick fog.

The pool was bottomless, with only swirling, grayish-white mist visible.

Several fishing rods emitting a faint white light were stuck diagonally on the edge of the pond, their fishing lines falling vertically into the thick fog.

The name on the sign was even more terrifying: "Fishing Pond of the Gods".

Xilin stood by the fishing pond, his massive body trembling slightly.

What are these things used for?

Is it a torture device?

Is it a sacrificial formation?

Or is it some kind of terrifying artifact that torments the soul?

Who exactly is that human, that he created such a bizarre and unpredictable demonic cave in the abyss!

Just as Xilin was sweating profusely and his mind was extremely tense.

In the center of the hall, the teleportation array suddenly flashed with light!

A startled voice rang out, breaking the deathly silence of the space.

"I must say, this shop owner really surprised me!"

A young man dressed in a magnificent brocade robe and cloak, holding a folding fan, stepped out from the light.

He paid no attention to the Abyss Demon King Xilin standing next to him, but instead stepped on the soft carpet and looked around at the luxurious facilities.

The young man quickly closed his folding fan and tapped his palm with satisfaction.

"This place is nice; it suits my status."

He twisted his waist and complained with a pout.

"The hard bed at the resort made my back hurt."