The car became increasingly transparent as it drove forward. Suddenly, Leng Yue saw nothingness outside the car window and realized something was wrong.

"Stop the car! Stop the car! Stop the car now!" Leng Yue frantically pounded on the driver's seat as she watched the car window fade into the distance.

Ling Jian Lengyue suddenly shouted, and only then did he notice the strange thing about the taxi.

What was once a normal taxi has now transformed into a paper model of a vehicle. The car seems to have entered another dimension, as it can recklessly drive through the streets without colliding with any other vehicles. While it appears to be traveling on a normal road, it never actually overlaps with any other car.

In other words, this car seems to exist in the world, yet it also seems to exist outside of it.

Because of Leng Yue's shout, the driver who had been silent in front turned his head. After turning his neck 180 degrees, Leng Yue saw that familiar, upright face—Tang Liangfeng.

"It's you? Weren't you eaten by Leng Kang?" Leng Yue instinctively leaned back, reaching into her bag to feel for talismans, but found nothing.

Sweat beaded on Leng Yue's nose and palms, yet she fiercely pinched the back of her hand with her nails, trying her best to remain calm.

"Hehehe, Miss Leng, we meet again!" Tang Liangfeng's laughter was chilling. His face was pale and expressionless, yet he still chuckled, which was extremely eerie.

If the Tang Liangfeng I met before still resembled a "human," then the Tang Liangfeng now was a true ghost. Before, no matter how scheming he was, he still retained a semblance of humanity. Now, just looking at him sent chills down Leng Yue's spine.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Leng Yue asked, while secretly asking Ling for the talisman, but found that Ling wouldn't answer.

“Our master wants to see you, hehehe…” Tang Liangfeng kept his hands on the steering wheel, but his head was always facing Leng Yue, and he kept laughing.

"Who is your master? Why do you want to see me?" Leng Yue tried her best to control her voice, attempting to appear less timid. She couldn't contact CEO Ling either; Leng Yue knew something must have gone wrong, and now she could only rely on herself.

"Of course, the master is the master, hehehe..." Tang Liangfeng didn't even blink, just like a mannequin.

While pondering what method she could use to save herself, Leng Yue continued to probe Tang Liangfeng for information, "So, what's your master's name?"

"You'll see when you get there, hehehe..." Tang Liangfeng chuckled in unchanging manner.

Leng Yue knew she wouldn't get anything out of her. So she silently recited the incantation: "Heaven and earth, black and yellow; Qian and Kun, borrow their power; Laozi, hasten as the law commands! Break!"

At the same time, Leng Yue drew a talisman that struck Tang Liangfeng in mid-air, sending him flying expressionlessly, and his car disappeared.

Leng Yue thought she was out of trouble, but found herself still in an unfamiliar place. She hadn't noticed it while in the car, but after the car disappeared, Leng Yue realized that this place was nothing like the human world.

What should have been broad daylight was instead dark and gloomy. The once bustling road was now nothing but lifeless yellow sand.

There was not a breath of wind, not a sound, not a ray of sunlight; everywhere was dark and silent. It was somewhat similar to the infernal scene of Suxian Mountain, yet also different. Leng Yue called out to Ling, but there was still no reply.

At this moment, Leng Yue felt only endless loneliness; there was nothing but desolation between heaven and earth. Leng Yue knew that she had no one to rely on anymore. Although she had no goal or direction, she could only move forward.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a voice came from ahead. "Where's the driver? Why are you walking over here? Why didn't you get in the car?"

Leng Yue stopped in her tracks. "Who are you? What do you want with me?"

"Who am I? Who should I be?" The voice rang out again, but the words spoken were all things Leng Yue wanted to complain about.

Leng Yue was about to say, "Who are you? Who knows?" when the voice rang out again, "I think I'm your legendary male god!"

"I think he's more like a male psychopath..." Leng Yue muttered to herself, having encountered another lunatic.

"What are you talking about?" the handsome guy asked.

"It's nothing!" Leng Yue shook her head, then said, "Are you human or a ghost? What do you want with me? If you have nothing else, I'm going back."

"Hehe, what do you think this place is? Do you think this is a place you can come and go as you please?" The male god laughed in the same way as Tang Liangfeng.

"Are you Tang Liangfeng?" Leng Yue asked in surprise and doubt, as she didn't think Tang Liangfeng was that powerful.

"Hehe, of course...no!" the heartthrob replied, deliberately pausing for breath. "How could that good-for-nothing possibly be handsome!"

Leng Yue couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Then what do you want to do?"

"Playing games is so boring, of course I'll find a girl to keep me company! Hehehe..." The male god even started teasing Leng Yue.

Leng Yue didn't have a better way to deal with this weird male god for the time being, so she could only secretly summon the dagger and hide it in her hand.

At the same time, Leng Yue deliberately provoked this male god, saying, "You say you're a male god, so you are? I don't think you are!"

"Why?" the heartthrob retorted, unconvinced. "What makes you think I'm not a heartthrob?"

"It's simple. Have you ever seen a celebrity on TV who isn't dressed up and glamorous for the audience? Who hides behind the scenes and still calls themselves a god or goddess?" Leng Yue deliberately used celebrities as an example. "To be honest, I think you're more likely to be ugly!"

"You called me ugly, you called me tasteless?" The heartthrob retorted even more defiantly, "Let me tell you this, if I debuted, all those TV stars would have no chance of survival!"

"I'll give you two words, hehe..." While trying to provoke the other party with her words, Leng Yue's expression became even more disdainful. "Always hiding your face, you still have the nerve to compare yourself to a celebrity? It's laughable!"

"You... I'll show you what it means to be the envy of countless girls!" The handsome man said, stepping out of the darkness and standing before Leng Yue. "So? Have you fallen for me?"

"It's alright, not as amazing as you said, and a bit effeminate!" Leng Yue remained dismissive.

"Really? How about this?" The male god changed his appearance again, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a heroic aura. At this moment, all traces of effeminacy were gone.

Leng Yue remained dissatisfied, saying, "It's a bit too heroic, not refined enough."

"Again, how about this?" This time, the other person transformed into a refined gentleman, dressed in white, carrying a folding paper fan. The sharp features on his face had been slightly adjusted, instantly exuding a scholarly air. However, his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes were the finishing touch, making him truly perfect.

"Tsk tsk, are you a thousand-faced person?" Leng Yue clicked her tongue, looking envious.

Seeing Leng Yue like this, the other party became happy. "I am not a thousand-faced man, I am Jade-faced Ninth Master."

"Jade-Faced Ninth Master, what the heck?" Leng Yue looked Jade-Faced Ninth Master up and down. "Are you from ancient times? Why do you have such an archaic name?"

“Of course…no,” Jade-faced Nine-Lang looked at Cold Moon, a strange light flashing in his eyes, “It was obtained by my parents.”

Leng Yue felt goosebumps all over from Yu Mian Jiu Lang's gaze. Just as she was about to get closer, he preempted her...