I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night

Behind the stone gate, lanterns glowed like a proud sun, their blood-red light illuminating the crimson mist that filled the sky.

Endless chains produced a heavy clanking, the remnants of fierce battle shocking all sides.

Numerous ghostly soldiers raised their battle cries, ghostly flames flickering, too many to count.

And within that crimson mist, the shadow of a woman coalesced.

She gazed at Lin Yan, her eyes seemingly filled with a touch of joy.

At their first meeting, Lin Yan had chosen to draw his blade against her.

This time, he wielded the same blade, horizontally before the gates of the Netherworld, to offer her a path of escape.

"You’re not coming over?"

Lin Yan furrowed his brows tightly and yelled loudly.

This red-clad woman, now having spared enough strength to conjure a shadowy figure of herself.

Apparently, she was not thoroughly entangled.