The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!-Chapter 798: I Don’t Know Jiang Xiaoyu

"Damn it, why can’t I kill them all?"

In the blood-red world, the sounds of desperate howling continued incessantly, as if the devil’s whisper was pouring into the brain.

Those grotesque and fierce little devils kept surging out of the soil, seemingly impossible to exterminate.

Li Muyang, with the Yin Life Book above his head, waved the Destruction Wheel, carving a bloody path through the world.

Initially, he used the Startling Swan Immortal Sword, but the sword’s power was too great, and the consumption of mana was also too large.

In contrast, the Destruction Wheel had a special attack against these little devils, and Li Muyang found it much easier to wield.

After all, the Destruction Wheel was a Magic Artifact he had truly refined, while the Startling Swan Immortal Sword only submitted to him and was not truly refined.

The consumption of mana when using them was on entirely different levels.

With the special power of the Destruction Wheel, Li Muyang struggled to make progress amid the siege of evil ghosts.

The good news was that these little devils struggled to get close, and he kept moving forward.

The bad news was that the number of little devils was just too many, and with their endless, incessant onslaught, they greatly slowed Li Muyang’s advance.

"How the hell did Yu Chan endure so many days surrounded by these evil ghosts?!"

Counting the time it took to travel back and forth, it has been over a month since Yu Chan faced danger.

She actually survived a month inside this hellish Qiankun Pot?

That’s a damn miracle!

Li Muyang, looking at the tide of little devils surging towards him in his field of view, clenched his teeth and fought hard, reaping lives.

Just then, a noise suddenly came from behind Li Muyang.

A series of shrill and miserable screams from little devils rang out in the Qiankun Pot, followed by a violent and rich surge of Evil Qi.

Li Muyang immediately turned around, only to see a huge blood pupil opening in the void, hundreds of feet away on the barren plain behind him.

Beneath the vast blood pupil, the possessed Ancestor of Demon Refinement, with a ferocious face and flesh bursting from his body, swelled into a flesh lump monster several stories high.

"Sacrifice blood to me! Slaughter the enemy leader!"

The grotesque and raging monster roared, dragging the violent Evil Qi, brutally and violently shredding and grinding down one little devil after another in the tidal wave of their own kind.

Seeing the monster’s appearance, Li Muyang was a little shocked.

Ancestor of Demon Refinement?

How did this old monster get in here?

But then he saw the Ancestor of Demon Refinement, who was madly charging and fearlessly insane among the little devils, roaring: "Wench! You are the remnant of the Netherworld! With the Yin Life Book above your head! You are after that Ghost Moon Fox!"

"I will kill you! I will devour you alive!"

The crazed Ancestor of Demon Refinement’s eyes were filled with murderous intent; even possessed and his mind unclear, under the contamination of the Thousand-Eyed Blood God’s carcass, he inherited the Blood God’s ferocity and hatred for the Netherworld’s divine spirits.

Seeing the Ancestor of Demon Refinement charging madly towards him, Li Muyang felt his scalp go numb for a moment.

This old monster was on par with the Extreme Night God, and now Li Muyang, even at full strength, couldn’t defeat the Extreme Night God in the simulator.

If he were caught by this crazed old monster, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Li Muyang also threw caution to the wind and didn’t dare to hold back anymore.

Seeing the madly charging Ancestor of Demon Refinement getting closer and closer through the crowd of little devils, Li Muyang could no longer afford to advance with patience.

He directly summoned the corpse of Fairy Mo.

The fairy with an icy face descended to the world, raising her hand and grasping the Startling Swan Immortal Sword.

With just a single stroke, Fairy Mo cleaved a path ten feet long through the crowd of corpse ghosts.

But seeing this scene, the Ancestor of Demon Refinement grew even more frantic.

"You dare to desecrate the corpse of a True Immortal of the Human Realm!"

"Damned remnants of the Netherworld! I will devour you alive! I will tear you to pieces!"

The Ancestor of Demon Refinement grew even more frenzied, with a torrent of terrifying hatred and Evil Qi swirling in the blood pupil that opened behind it. Stream after stream of rich blood-red Evil Qi flowed from the blood pupil, unceasingly falling onto the body of the Ancestor of Demon Refinement.

Having absorbed this blood-red Evil Qi, the already ferocious and raging figure of the Ancestor of Demon Refinement swelled yet again.

It directly ballooned into a monstrous terror twenty zhang tall, with vicious claws growing from the monster’s back, frantically tearing apart the little ghosts rushing towards it.

And one after another, blood-red demonic eyes also opened on the body of the monster.

The Ancestor of Demon Refinement, who had previously maintained a semblance of a human form aside from bulging muscles, had now transformed into a gigantic and hideous mass of flesh!

It chased after Li Muyang in a delirious frenzy, once again closing the distance between them.

An intense hatred and malevolent force struck from behind, causing Li Muyang to feel his scalp tingle.

——Is this the oppressive feeling of facing the Extreme Night God, the most ferocious deity of ancient times?

No wonder he is the Thousand-Eyed Blood God, damn it!

Even with only one eye left, he remains so terrifying, it’s no surprise that even Little Wild Grass used to give him a wide berth.

It’s unexpected that this Thousand-Eyed Blood God, notorious for being fierce and brutal, harbors such a deep hatred for the Netherworld and yet possesses such affection for the Mortal World.

It gets driven to madness just by seeing the body of an Immortal from the Human Realm being refined into a puppet.

"I am not a remnant of the Netherworld, Elder!"

Inside the Qiankun Pot, Li Muyang had to shout out loud, attempting to explain himself.

Although this monster had gone completely mad and it seemed pointless to explain at such a time.

But as he struggled forward, Li Muyang still couldn’t help but offer a few words of explanation for himself.

"I too am an Earthly Cultivator, from the ancient Evil Vein! Not a remnant of the Netherworld!"

"This Yin Life Book has another origin, Elder!"

Seeing the delirious monster getting closer and the pressure mounting, Li Muyang finally self-destructed.

"I am Jiang Xiaoyu, Elder! Brother of Fairy Qinghe! How could I possibly be a remnant of the Netherworld!"

What seemed to be in control at the moment was the residual divinity of the Thousand-Eyed Blood God.

Li Muyang bet that the Thousand-Eyed Blood God cared not for the grievances of the Refinement Demon Sect, and gambled that the monster wouldn’t react violently upon recognizing Li Muyang’s true identity. After all, when they were outside earlier, this old monster didn’t respond even after hearing the real name Jiang Xiaoyu.

However, as soon as Li Muyang finished his plea, the delirious monster roared furiously.

"Who the hell is Jiang Xiaoyu? Never heard of it!"

"I will exterminate you! You Netherworld scum!"

The ferocious monster roared maniacally, not only showing no reaction to the name Jiang Xiaoyu but even declaring that it did not recognize Jiang Xiaoyu.

At this moment, Li Muyang was completely stunned.

Throughout his career, whether dealing with humans or ghosts, all could call out that he was Jiang Xiaoyu. This was the first time an ancient Divine Spirit claimed not to know "Jiang Xiaoyu"... Didn’t you just say outside that you had heard of my name?

Turns out you just recognized the name of the Evil Vein Clan, not knowing who Jiang Xiaoyu is?

Li Muyang fought frantically through the tide of little ghosts, and seeing the delirious monster drawing ever nearer, he was forced to take action.

"Forgive me, Elder!"

Amidst the swarm of little ghosts, the Startling Swan Immortal Sword slashed out. The sword light swept across, but it did not aim at the little ghosts pouring in from all sides; instead, it struck at the monster rushing from behind.

In an instant, a heaven-shattering explosion erupted within the Qiankun Pot.

Li Muyang, who was struggling to move forward, even felt the ground shaking violently.