170: Chapter 170 The Door Opens

Lin Chuan's thoughts shifted, and he directed a strand of his will towards the direction of the Neon Country.

Through his Peeping, Lin Chuan saw that the pink mist, which had originally boiled and raged as it spread from the Neon Country, was now undergoing an eerie transformation.

Like a receding tide, it rapidly contracted towards the depths of the Neon Country's interior.

The mist no longer expanded outward with wild abandon, instead sinking into a deathly, dormant state.

It was as if the disaster had been put on pause.

But Lin Chuan understood clearly that this brief calm was absolutely not the end of the disaster.

Because within Lin Chuan's perception, something new had suddenly appeared in the sky above the Neon Country.

It was a door!

A door so immense it blotted out the sky, utterly indescribable by common sense or language!!

It hung there silently, having appeared abruptly.

Its frame was covered with twisted, dark-red fleshy tendrils and countless tightly shut, turbid eyeballs.

An aura of cold, despairing, and corrupt rules was seeping through that door, bit by bit, into the real world.

Most terrifying of all, that door... was being slowly pulled open by some force!

Even from a barely perceptible crack, a wisp of the aura that escaped made Lin Chuan, a Mid-level Dominator, feel an instinctive sense of rejection and unease.

That was definitely a chaotic rule that no Dominator could contend with.

What lay behind the door, Lin Chuan could not discern.

However, Lin Chuan sensed that once that door was fully opened, and the existence behind it completely descended...

The entire real world would likely face a cataclysm!

Thinking this, Lin Chuan withdrew his gaze.

He did not continue to peer.

Rumble!!

The Void Realm began to distort as Lin Chuan activated the [Teleportation] Law, returning to "Rebirth City".

Regarding the secrets of the 'Neon Country', for now, Lin Chuan would avoid contact if he could.

The immediate priority was that he needed more taboo value and a larger base of Believers.

He needed to push his Terror Level to that of a Dominator as soon as possible.

Within the deathly silent main hall of the "Rebirth Temple".

A cold, damp air permeated the space. The stone-embryo buddha statue once again sat upright upon the dilapidated altar.

The chaotic black light surrounding it flowed like water, seemingly devouring all surrounding light.

Within Rebirth City, countless Believers witnessed Lin Chuan's return.

On the streets, the living, the eerie, and a small number of taboos... all knelt and prostrated themselves, kowtowing frantically.

"Praise our Lord..."

"na mo amitabha buddha..."

Countless fervent voices of worship converged into a torrent, echoing through the sky above the entire city.

And at this moment.

Far away, tens of thousands of miles distant, over a vast expanse of sea at the edge of the Red Continent.

The once azure seawater had, at some unknown time, completely transformed into a viscous, ink-black liquid.

The sea surface was utterly calm, deathly still like a pool of eerie, stagnant water.

Even the slightest breeze, upon blowing across this sea area, would be silently consumed.

But deep within this abyssal trench, at the extreme depths of the ocean floor...

Crack!!

An extremely ancient, slumbering rule-lock of unknown epochs suddenly shattered.

At the bottom of the cold, dark trench, the silt churned violently.

A shadow of immense, despair-inducing indescribability slowly writhed once within the endless darkness.

It was a mass of flesh whose full form could not be discerned.

Countless tentacles, thick as mountain ranges, intertwined with rotting flesh, forming a twisted monstrosity.

Merely an unconscious writhe.

And the reality Laws of the entire sea area instantly descended into utter Chaos and collapse!

In the deep sea, tens of thousands of colossal marine beasts mutated and rotted away in an instant.

They wailed miserably, transforming into deformed eerie beings covered with human faces and compound eyes.

Immediately after, two enormous eyes, like crimson red moons, lit up within the profound darkness.

The dark light they emitted pierced through the murky seawater, carrying madness, Chaos, and greed.

They fixed their gaze upon the door slowly opening in the sky above the Neon Country.

Ancient, viscous mutterings, carried by the pitch-black ocean currents, continuously radiated outward through the deep sea.

The voice was laced with extreme mental corruption.

Even an S-rank Taboo approaching would have its sanity instantly evaporate within these mutterings, reduced to a raving monster.

"The door..."

"Finally... it opens..."

Accompanied by this indescribable, low murmur, the mountainous shadow began to slowly rise towards the sea surface.

The black seawater churned violently, countless tentacles thrashing wildly beneath the waves.