In the churning seawater, Xu Yi withdrew the "Anger" Tang Sword from the heart of a Ghost-faced Dragon and the heavy body of the creature collapsed thunderously, spilling viscous black blood from the wound.
At first, Xu Yi alternated the use of the "Seven Deadly Sins", but as the weapon continuously devoured the Power of Sin, the "Seven Deadly Sins" seed to develop their own sentience. Xu Yi no longer needed to control them; he only had to issue commands in his mind and they would automatically slay enemies.
With the "Seven Deadly Sins" becoming fully automated weapons, Xu Yi's killing efficiency climbed to a new level.
Suddenly, Xu Yi turned his head sharply, feeling an inexplicable palpitation.
Initially, he thought powerful Dark Creatures were lurking nearby, or that West was plotting sothing, but he soon realized that was not the case.
His peripheral vision caught sight of the Noting outside the main battlefield, the source of his palpitations.
Having beco the Heavenly Demon God, his Sixth Sense was no longer just an ethereal sensation but more like a "prophecy".
As Xu Yi slaughtered unchecked, the number of Corpse Dragon Salamanders had sharply declined, reducing the pressure on the defensive line, especially with the help of the "Seven Deadly Sins".
"It should be fine if I leave for a mont."
Xu Yi muttered softly, and the next second his figure had vanished from the spot.
The mont he approached the Noting, Xu Yi sensed sothing was amiss—an invisible Domain enveloped the area, isolating the Noting from the outside world.
With his current abilities, common Domains were utterly null, but the Domain before him had eluded him, deepening his unease.
He crossed through the Domain, and then his face changed drastically... he sensed Jason's presence.
He suddenly felt a horror beyond control—sothing had completely slipped from his grasp.
Jason's presence was in the "Atrium," the core area of the Noting where it was usually bustling, with mischievous Cat Spirits chasing and frolicking all over, but now they were nowhere to be seen.
Rooms flanked both sides of the "Atrium," where Xu Yi had previously resided.
He violently pushed open the door of one of the rooms and when he took in the scene inside, a buzzing noise rang in his ears, and his mind went blank.
Dead leaves scattered around the cozy room, with the Cat Spirit Holy Tree fallen to the ground, leaving only the trunk; the severed Vines still writhing on the floor like dying snakes.
The Spirit of the Holy Tree, Bastet, lay in a corner, its body gradually losing color and turning to stone—this was the death of a spirit.
The Annabelle doll was ripped into pieces; the broken head with only dark sockets, its light extinguished.
The "Atrium," being the safest place on the Noting and guarded by the Cat Spirit Holy Tree and Bastet, was fortified further by Lisa, anxious for her daughter's safety, with the Annabelle doll for company.
But now they were all dead, and even ssages could not get out—the isolating Domain had originated here.
"Jason!" Xu Yi took a long ti before spatting out the word through clenched teeth, the bone-deep hatred evident in his voice.
Xu Yi's eyes filled with blood; never before had he so deeply understood the aning of the phrase "eyes almost bursting," nor had he ever harbored such intense loathing for soone.
Jason stood at the center of the room, holding a machete high, the sharp blade piercing the heart of a little girl, as if a migratory bird impaled on thorns, blood trickling down and staining her fluttering white dress red, like blood-red spider lilies.
Jason glanced indifferently at Xu Yi, shook the blade, and the girl's body turned to ash and scattered, her organs long since burned away by blood flas.
Xu Yi suddenly saw the world turn a stark red, tears of blood streaming down his face... the little girl was Xu Xiaoyu, his daughter.
"Die!" Xu Yi scread as he pounced, fueled by anger, grief, and regret—a surge of negative emotions overwheld him. His hands grasped Jason's skull, veins bulging on the back of his hands as Dark Divine Power surged forth.
His hands forcefully tore apart like a wild beast, ripping Jason's head open, his brain matter splattering across Xu Yi's face.
Xu Yi exerted force again, tearing Jason's body in half; the "Dark Sun" engulfed the remains, turning them along with the bones to ashes.
He still did not receive the prompt for devouring an Entry, but Xu Yi was clear that now was not the ti for rash actions; there was still a chance to redy the situation.
"Don't be afraid, Daddy will save you!"
Xu Yi spoke to himself, looking at the photograph on the wall of Xu Xiaoyu hugging a giant white bear doll, rolling on the grass with a healing smile.
He decisively killed himself, using the last resurrection chance of the day.
Ti rewound to five minutes earlier, and Xu Yi hovered above the sea surface, quietly watching West sink into the ocean floor, with the incoming swarm of Corpse Dragon Salamanders.
At this mont, Jason had not yet hard Xiaoyu, and Xu Yi had every opportunity to intervene—but once he left, the defensive line would surely collapse.
It was a dilemma, but Xu Yi still had one more choice.
A gray mist suddenly spread above the ocean, with ashes falling occasionally; the exorcists hastily dodged, daring not to touch any anomaly.
They soon realized that those ashes were rely illusory, disappearing before hitting the sea.
Sweat dripped from the exorcists' foreheads as they viewed the encroaching gray fog as if facing a formidable enemy, barely discerning various grotesque monsters within.
Unable to manage the swarm of Corpse Dragon Salamanders, if more aberrations appeared, they might as well surrender.
While other exorcists were terrified, Xu Yi remained unmoved, for it was Silent Hill that he had summoned.
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