The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

The bell tolls thunderously!

Instantly, it trembled throughout the Anxious Land, and at the same time... it also reached outside the Anxious Land.

"Boom boom boom!"

A vast number of powerful forces in the Anxious Land silently watched this scene unfold.

"Almost a month has passed."

"The day of the Audience finally yielded results, and it is about to end."

Inside the Anxious Land, time seemed to flow differently from the outside world. Numerous beings, hidden in the Nihility and Chaos, had been waiting here for a month.

After all,

The several tumultuous fluctuations of the Anxious Land had triggered all kinds of anomalies between Heaven and Earth!

A crimson hue even spread out, illuminating half of the Nihility.

Some were curious, others contemplative.

But there were also some black shadows, whose eyes slowly focused on everything happening in the Anxious Land.

"The bell tolls of the Anxious Land... shouldn't have rung again..."

Someone hoarsely said:

"Could it have failed?"

"Why..."

They looked puzzled, each enshrouded in darkness, their barely discernible auras capable of shaking space, and each one's identity and power extremely frightening.

"Abyss rituals have already provided a great deal of strength... why has it turned out this way..."

Now...

The God of Anxiety didn't see, but instead heard the bell tolls signaling the conclusion of the Audience day!

"What exactly has happened!"

Someone's voice became as low as possible.

They had prepared for so long and planned for so long, only to fail?

That massive Black Fog vortex ceremony that had appeared in the Tentacle Man's world was just an aspect of the Abyss Ceremony.

Countless rituals from numerous worlds... madly extracted everything from each world, all converging to the Anxious Land, all for one thing!

And that was!

——To aid the God of Anxiety in escaping its confinement!

After this breakpoint was shattered! All seals restricting Abyss Power would begin to break, just like a dam collapsing, gradually fragmenting!

But now!

Why did it fail!

They didn't understand!

At this moment,

Bell-Ringers and Doli were looking at the office monitors.

"The unrest, the collapse, of the Anxious Land this time, is clearly influenced by a strong external force..."

"I warned Su Buxian, there must be Abyss Power growing wildly within the Present World, yearning to bring about a recovery."

"He must be exceedingly careful! Stay well hidden!"

"Before he grows stronger, he cannot be noticed by the Abyss Power!"

"I just want to hear of his name after we emerge, I hope he doesn't fall along the way."

The two spoke to themselves.

Meanwhile,

The aurora from the Audience day had already spread into the Nihility, and the people were about to appear here.

"Old Huang, you seem a bit reluctant to leave."

Yellow Robed Priest said, "Nonsense, I haven't obtained the Temple's strength yet, it's a shame to leave now. There's just no way to change it under the rules."

"You're a little too greedy," Su Qi shook his head.

"Do you even have the right to say that to me?" Yellow Robed Priest had long seen through Su Qi's character; it still hadn't retrieved its own things till now!

Su Qi watched as the aurora engulfed them: "After we leave the Anxious Land, what do you plan to do?"

Yellow Robed Priest coughed, "I plan to find a world, hide first, recover my strength, and by the way, glorify the Hustlers Sect."

The first part of the sentence was the truth.

Though the Anxious Land had not collapsed, in reality, the erosion of Abyss Power had deepened, and various forces stirred in the shadows. Now... it seemed many ancient beings were awakening.

But just because these beings were awakening didn't mean they immediately possessed their original strength; they would require a lot of time and resources to recover.

Yellow Robed Priest's Soul Power was already stable, but restoring his body and original strength was not an easy task.

As for the second part of the statement,

Pure bullshit.

It would recover its strength and then scamper off.

"Fine," Su Qi didn't call it out.

"My Yellow Robe..."

Yellow Robed Priest tentatively spoke up.

Su Qi expressed surprise, "What Yellow Robe?"

"..."

Yellow Robed Priest just wanted to flip the bird—what the hell was he playing at.

"That Divine Artifact... I need it now, as I am weak."

Brother Huang was bullshitting.

Su Qi saw right through it; Old Huang had plenty of tricks, the weakness was just a pretense.

"Oh..."

Su Qi drew out the sound, clapping his hands, "That unimportant thing? If you hadn't mentioned it, I'd almost have forgotten. But let me keep it safe for now, leave me a contact, and remember to CALL me."

"Be human, Su Buxian!" Yellow Robed Priest roared.

Gan Wencui appeared beside them, their expressions solemn and serious, "Audacious! A mere Priest dares to show disrespect to the Sect Hierarch!"

"Don't be like that," Su Qi stopped them, "Brother Huang is not just our Priest, but also my friend. He wouldn't do anything."

Yellow Robed Priest: "..."

Are you freaking bored or what!

What is this charade all about! There's such a shameless person in the world!

Arguing over something and feeling utterly demeaned in an instant!

"You... win..." Yellow Robed Priest took a deep breath to ease the tightness in his chest and spoke.

"Anyway, once we're out, we'll go our separate ways... When I've recovered, I'll come looking for you..."

Right now, it wasn't in the best shape, but once it gained back some strength, it would certainly retrieve the Yellow Robe!

And by the way, give this guy a thorough thrashing to avenge its current frustration, defeat, and all the massive losses.

Su Qi also looked at the information on the ring, well aware of Old Huang's intentions, but it didn't matter...

"Take this with you..."

He took out a chip with the Super Dream Protocol subsystem, an active neural chip that could be considered a newly developed base station or Electronic Shrine.