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'Tsssss.....'
As the timer hit 00:00:00, a sudden tearing sound rang out from Wang jun's surrounding, his vision blurring!!
'....!!!!'
His vision slowly returned to normal! Looking around, he found himself standing in the middle of a fully-furnished white room.
Just as he was examining his surroundings, an omnious black screen again appeared in his view, with blood drops writhing like small worms on it, slowly forming several complete sentences.
[Welcome to the Nether realm, chosen apostle].
[Searching for suitable World Coordinate....successfull].
[Teleportation in process..3..2..1..begin]
[Good luck, Apostle, Try your best to survive]
"....And?" asked Wang jun.
The screen remained still.
"..."
Just as he was about to ask for more information, a sudden sense of weightlessness hit him.
"Mot*xysgur...." he shouted, still descending! But just as he barely managed to open his eyes and look down, his entire body trembled, a pitch-black abyss came into his view.
Even the effect of 'cold face' couldn't safeguard him against the cold and vast aura of despair released by the abyss.
He quickly closed his eyes to calm himself.
Several moments later, his feet softly landed on hard ground! Wang jun immediately opened his eyes and look around vigilantly.
He found himself standing in front an vast mountain, with stone steps that seemed to becon him to start climbing.
All around him were gaint trees, even surpassing 'hyperion trees' from his past life.
Lifting his gaze, A sky painted with yellow and pink came into his view, with the sun slowly disappearing into the horizon.
Just as he finished surveying his surrounding, a system prompt sounded in his ears.
[Ding! Host detected to have entered the Nether realm, system guidance activating]
[Analyzing Fate source....successfull]
[Analysing Desinty source....successfull]
[Calculating world source.....successfull!
♤World source: Ancient holy world
♤Faction: Primodal God Alliance
♤History: A primodal world basking in fading glory of the Primodal God Alliance, 10000-years ago, during the war between Order and Chaos, the hidden array suppressing an Primodal demon was pierced through by attacks of Ancient Gods from the God alliance, unknowingly releasing an ancient terror.]
[The Primodal demon, severely injured during the God-Demon cosmic war in the ancient times, remained hidden even after breaking out of the 'Ancient array', choosing to recover from its weakened state, bidding its time and amassing followers, it took advantage of the war between Order and Chaos nations, enticing and turning a large number commoner's into its own followers, thus establishing the Red Moon cult! As time passed, it regained some of its powers through rituals and sacrifices.]
[To devour the world source for its recovery, it performed an Ancient corruption ritual, successfully corrupting one- tenth of the source power of this world, establishing the Nine-Moons as its territory.]
[Currently, in the process of performing a final ' corruption ritual' to devour half of the world source and regain its peak powers.
♤Corruption source: as the dusk arrives, the Red moon corrupts, demonizing every living being in its wake]
[Hint: start climbing the mountain and enter the array guarded Ancient temple before the sun sets or be demonized]
'System daddy, my invincible father' gazing at the system panel with eyes full of warmth and affection, Wang jun exclaimed internally.
But then, Looking at the setting sun and the last word of system guidance, Wang jun clutched the baseball bat and sprinting towards the stairs, starting to climb rapidly.
...
After 10 or so minutes of climbing, he finally reached the summit!
As soon as he arrived, an 'ancient temple' appeared in his view, radiating a timeless and solemn aura.
Raving like an old dog, he sprinted towards the entrance of the temple.
As soon as he entered the temple, his body collapsed to the ground, breathing loudly to relax his overloaded lungs, while looking around vigilantly to spot any danger.
Insides of the temple were extremely similar to buddhist monasteries from his past life, completely empty with three statues of an unknown multi-headed serpent... or dragon..deity placed in the middle.
As he was assessing his surroundings...
'Tsss'.....
The sound of a door sliding against the ground came from a corner of the temple, and an old man wearing monk's clothing entered from it.
The old monk immediately spotted Fang lui, looking at him with an suprised expression.
"Boy, who are you?! What are you doing roaming the wilderness alone at this hour? Don't you know how dangerous it is outside?!!"the old monk squinted his eyes he asked.
Wang jun suddenly recalled the Nether panels note.
Thus, he took a deep breath and answered.
"Senior, I am Ye chen, a Rogue Apostle! I was escorting a caravan of traveling merchants when we were attacked by bandits. while escaping, I was seperated from my companions and found myself stranded here."
He paused and then bowed slightly, saying
"Sir, please allow me to stay for the night, in return, when my companions find me, they will surely reward..." gazing slightly at the statue, he continued "make generous donations to the temple!".
Hearing about the reward and Wang jun's title, a glint passed through the old monks eyes, his gaze softening.
"Of course; of course, little brother! You can stay for as long as you want, there is enough space for little brother in my humble temple! I am the caretaker of this temple, you can just call me old Yang" said the old monk, reveling a smile on his wrinkeled face.
"Little brother, are you hungry? do you want to eat? Or take a bath first to relax?" continued the old man with a flattering gesture.
Fang lui looked at the greedy expression of the old monk with pity 'sorry old man, if all goes well, there will surely be a reward.....but not for you'.
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