The breathing of the Nine Nether Lord stopped.

Whether he forgot to breathe or was afraid to breathe, even he himself couldn't tell.

In an instant, scenes flashed before his eyes again, scenes of being cruelly trampled like an ant by the horrifying ghost Buddha in front of him.

This time, it was not an illusion of the ghost Buddha.

It was his own imaginary creation.

In a trance,

A strange text appeared in front of him:

"die".

Then came the first, the third...

The dense word "death" occupied his mind, making it hard for him to breathe.

Venerable Jiuyou, who believed he had walked the brink of life and death thousands of times, only understood the weight of "death" at this moment.

He had no doubt.

You will die!

If it was in the game just now, death would be death, it was just an illusion.

But this is reality!

Once dead, you are truly dead!

The ghost Buddha in front of him only needs to blow on him and not even a trace of his soul will be left!

Therefore, even though he has a lot of cultivation at this moment, he is still thousands of times more afraid than himself who is unarmed in the illusion!

“I…I…”

Under extreme fear, Venerable Jiuyou couldn't help but shed snot and tears.

The ghost Buddha, who was three meters away from him, raised his head slightly, a teasing smile flashing across the corner of his mouth.

That expression clearly meant he was looking down on me.

To worship or not to worship?

With a "plop" sound.

Venerable Jiuyou fell to his knees, his brain having given up thinking.

Driven by the instinct of survival, the only thing he could do was -

kowtow.

It was not a pious kowtow, but a mechanical, crazy kowtow, as if wanting to smash one's head into the ground.

Even if it gets smashed to pieces, it doesn't matter!

The Nine Nether Lord kowtowed frantically while making unclear syllables in his throat:

“I… bow… I bow…”

“Mercy, mercy on me…Mercy on me…Wu…Mercy…”

"I shouldn't have listened to the devil's slander, and shouldn't have rashly sought to get my hands on the power of the ghost immortal... I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy..."

"Let me go! Let...let me go..."

…

Venerable Jiuyou felt that he had gone crazy.

Boundless trembling continued to spread in his mind.

What he can do,

Only kowtow! Only kowtow! Only beg for mercy!

This was the only thing he could sacrifice in front of this extremely terrifying existence!

Blood flowed down his forehead. In this world soaked in blood, the black deathly aura surrounding the Ghost Buddha made him even more desperate!

I don’t know how long it took.

The ghost Buddha's expression finally changed.

The scarlet eyes curved into crescents, the corners of the mouth widened in an ever-widening grin, and the fangs between them revealed an indescribable evil:

"It's too late."

Two words of understatement,

In the ears of Venerable Luo Jiuyou, it was the most terrifying signal in the world!

“No…No!!!”

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't do anything.

It was as if his body had already determined its own death in advance.

Venerable Jiuyou could only watch helplessly as the Ghost Buddha peeled off his skin bit by bit and severed his tendons and bones...

The next moment,

The figure of Reverend Jiuyou suddenly disappeared from this world.

The scene of Lingxiao Sect collapsed bit by bit.

Then a settlement interface pops up:

Game Settlement:

[Evil Type: Nightmare (+0)]

【Escape a ghost hunt (failed)】

[Witness a strange perspective and survive (failure)]