“Oh? Didn’t he say he didn’t need items? Why is he looking back?”

“If there wasn't a limit on items, I feel like he’d want to carry the entire train car away.”

“He’s chickening out, he’s chickening out.”

“Hahaha, I can feel the old man trembling even through the screen.”

“60 Sanity isn’t something to joke about...”

... ...

Facing the various taunts from the bullet comments, Nine Serenity Venerable snorted coldly, ignoring them.

He took out an evil-warding copper coin, a demon-dispelling incense stick, a box of matches, and a Divine Pill to clear his mind. He tried to calm his inner fear and resumed his journey.

What does 60 Sanity mean?

No matter who it is, they will start seeing threats everywhere and become paranoid;

They might even begin to experience hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.

Their psychological endurance is greatly reduced.

Just like Nine Serenity Venerable at this moment.

As he walked along the night road in the desolate village,

He would hear eerie whispers in his ear, or a ghostly hand suddenly reaching out from a shadow to grab his ankle, or a sudden, extremely chilling breath from the underworld...

Of course, these were illusions caused by low Sanity, and the viewers in the live stream could not see them.

They could only see an old man, startled at every step like an idiot.

“Hmph... Such petty tricks, and they’re enough to stop you all from clearing the stage? Nothing more than that!”

Nine Serenity Venerable continued to be stubborn.

At this moment, the bullet comments floating in the air, which had been mocking and ridiculing him, now became spiritual sustenance.

At least they made him feel less alone.

The entire Sealed Village was pitch black.

Only a few scattered points of moonlight allowed him to see some of the path.

Under the mottled moonlight, at the entrance of a house, a figure could vaguely be seen sitting at the doorway, washing clothes.

“Is it a human? Or a ghost?”

Nine Serenity Venerable suddenly shivered.

This time, he noticed that the bullet comments also seemed to see this person.

Some things are terrifying when only one person sees them;

But when many people witness it with him, it is not so frightening.

To prove that he was not afraid of ghosts or gods at all, Nine Serenity Venerable bravely walked over and grabbed the person’s shoulder.

With a “rip” sound.

The “person” was instantly torn in half by him.

Nine Serenity Venerable looked closely, and it was not a person at all, but a bizarre-faced paper figure!

The paper figure’s hollow eyes made him feel uneasy.

Then he looked down...

What was in the laundry basin was a burial shroud soaked in blood and decaying matter!

Nine Serenity Venerable had seen countless scenes like this.

But at this very moment, under the guidance of the Fear Soul Stringing Array, his breathing suddenly became rapid.

Fear was magnified a hundred, a thousand times!

“So painful...”

A chilling groan suddenly came from his ear.

“So... painful...”

Nine Serenity Venerable turned his head, and the paper figure he had torn apart was now Lying behind him, its eyes red and its face twisted in an evil grin.

His body felt as if it were filled with lead, unable to move a single inch!

He could only watch as the paper figure slowly, bit by bit, pulled at his arm, trying to tear it off!

“Ah... Ah!!!”

As intense pain shot through his body, Nine Serenity Venerable let out a pained shriek.

The next moment.

The paper figure disappeared, and the wound on his body, which had been violently torn open, returned to normal.

It was another illusion.

The bullet comments immediately found it amusing.

“Hahaha, the old man was clearly scared by the illusion.”

“Listen to advice, eat your fill... Your Sanity is so low, if you have medicine, take it quickly!”

“Good advice is hard to give to a doomed ghost.”

“Take your medicine quickly, don’t die before the strange event even starts.”

“Find matches and light a lamp... This Sanity is unbearable to watch.”

“Agreed! I still want to see the strange events of Ghost Immortal difficulty.”

... ...

Looking at the ridicule from the bullet comments, Nine Serenity Venerable finally understood that many illusions and auditory hallucinations would appear when his Sanity was low.

“Hmph, it’s just an illusion, this old man isn’t afraid!”

Nine Serenity Venerable said, while taking a Divine Pill to clear his mind.

“Since you all want to see this old man eat, then this old man will eat for you to see!”

With a Divine Pill to clear his mind, Nine Serenity Venerable’s Sanity slowly increased, and his courage also grew.

“All the way, playing tricks and pretending to be ghosts, I thought you had some ability!”

Nine Serenity Venerable puffed out his chest, stroking his beard, and walked towards the conspicuous building in the center of the village.

It looked like a large ancestral hall.

The entire screen was filled with bullet comments, all reminding him to find matches and light a lamp first.

Nine Serenity Venerable scoffed at this.

At this time, his Sanity was close to full, and his fear had completely vanished. He was very eager to prove himself.

“Light? I don’t need that! Watch me find the true body of this evil creature before my Sanity drops completely!”

Nine Serenity Venerable confidently clasped his hands behind his back and walked towards the central ancestral hall.

Just then,

A hazy mist, like a tide, spread from all directions.

Even though his Sanity was above 90, Nine Serenity Venerable instinctively felt a sense of fear.

A prickling sensation, like needles on his back, ran up his spine to the top of his head.

Deep within the mist, the faint sound of a suona being played could be heard.

Immediately after, extremely eerie gongs and drums, uniform footsteps, and Sanskrit chants that made one’s Divine Soul tremble, like demonic sounds entering the ears, caused even the bullet comments watching through the screen to feel an unusual sensation.

Nine Serenity Venerable bit his tongue, forcing himself to remain calm as he looked around:

“Who... who is playing tricks!?”

Unbeknownst to him, his Sanity was already dropping rapidly at a rate of one point per second!

As soon as his voice fell.

The mist on both the front and back sides was suddenly torn apart.

A team of white-clad figures stepped on the gloomy wind, their straw cloaks and bamboo hats dripping with water, and two pitch-black eye sockets embedded beneath their pale green skin.

Eight rotting corpses carried a black coffin on their shoulders. A ghostly head sat askew on the coffin lid, its ten fingers like hooks, its eyes as cold as an abyss, full of deathly stillness.

A team in red attire played gongs and drums. Their maidservants had blood talismans pasted on their foreheads, their crimson lips stretched to their ears, their cheeks dotted with rouge blushes, but their necks had purplish-blue ligature marks.

A scarlet wedding sedan chair floated three inches above the ground, its curtain lifted by a greenish-purple ghostly hand, and black Death Qi emanated from it.

On one side was white, symbolizing “mourning,” and on the other was red, symbolizing “joy.”

Red and white clashed, raising a three-zhang Evil spirit.

Not to mention Nine Serenity Venerable, who was in the Fear Soul Stringing Array,

Even the Cultivators watching the excitement from outside, many of them involuntarily shivered.

The bullet comments in the live stream instantly erupted.

“Encountering a red-white clash right at the start?”

“Holy crap, the old man hit the jackpot!”

“Damn it, even though I’m not in the Illusion Realm, why do «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» I still feel a chill down my spine... Is this the oppressive feeling of a Ghost Immortal?”

“The old man’s Sanity is dropping so fast! It’s fallen to 60 again!!”

“Red-white clash + Ghost Immortal difficulty, if the old man doesn’t pee himself, it’s a victory...”

... ...

At this moment, Nine Serenity Venerable’s breathing became increasingly cold and heavy.

A sweet fragrance mixed with the smell of rotting corpses assailed his nostrils, and red petals and yellow paper money flew everywhere.

He had seen what was called a red-white clash before.

But he had never felt such terrifying pressure!

It had nothing to do with the Qi blockade, nothing to do with Sanity breaking down...

He just felt.

Even if he had all his cultivation, and even if he Breakthrough another major Realm...

He would still be instantly crushed into meat paste by the ghostly heads from both the red and white sides!