Hungover, I crossed over to the psychic realm

In the heat of the fierce battle, the evil forces from the Abyss of Chaos were like demons carefully nurtured in the endless darkness. As the battle continued to unfold, the terrifying aura they exuded grew stronger and stronger, like a surging black tide that devoured the sky and the sun, layer upon layer, ceaselessly rising. Their attacks became even more fierce and violent. Each round of impact carried a brutal force capable of tearing the heavens and the earth apart and shattering the firmament. Those black beams of energy were like a breach in the celestial river, pouring down in a vast and overwhelming manner. Wherever they passed, the ground seemed as fragile as paper, and in an instant, deep pits that seemed like the infernal purgatory of the netherworld were blown open. Earth and rocks scattered everywhere like frightened birds, and the pungent smoke was like a menacing demon, lingering in the air for a long time, rendering the battlefield a scene of the apocalypse.

Under such a fierce wave of attacks like a wild beast, the members of the team who were slightly weaker in strength gradually found it difficult to bear the overwhelming pressure. Some team members were unfortunately hit by the aftershocks of the evil forces. Their bodies were like kites with broken strings, flying out uncontrollably and then falling heavily to the ground. They immediately vomited blood, and their faces were as pale as paper, as if all the vitality had been drained from them. They were on the verge of death, and the light of their lives flickered precariously. Some team members were splashed by the dark venom that exuded a breath of death. Their delicate skin was instantly corroded into countless holes. Heart-rending and despairing howls burst out from their mouths. The sound was like the cry of a night owl, soaring straight into the sky and hovering and echoing over the battlefield for a long time, as if crying out for the injustice and cruelty of fate.

At this moment, the defense line was like a crumbling dam under the impact of a torrent, full of holes. Heart-stopping gaps were ruthlessly torn open, like huge mouths leading to hell. The monsters that surged out from the Abyss of Chaos came rushing towards the sealed place with their claws and fangs bared, their faces ferocious. Every step they took shattered hope, and every roar they let out shattered courage. The situation was as perilous as an egg balanced on top of a pile of eggs. The world seemed to hang by a thread, and the matter of life and death was in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yu looked at the chaotic and extremely critical scene in front of him, his heart burning with anxiety as if thousands of fire ants were gnawing at his heart. His chest heaved violently like a surging tide. His forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat, glistening faintly under the dim light. His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned pale due to the force, like withered branches in winter. He knew in his heart that every second of unnecessary delay might make all things in the world slide one step closer to the abyss of destruction at an accelerated pace. If they couldn't repel these extremely ferocious monsters as quickly as possible, all the painstaking efforts and all-out efforts made by everyone to reinforce the seal before would be in vain. By then, the entire world would be completely swallowed up by the endless darkness and fall into an irreversible abyss of despair. The vast land would become a hunting ground for the evil forces to trample on wantonly, and all living beings would be brutally devastated in pain and despair. The former prosperous scenes and peaceful days would be like a dream bubble, dissipating in the wind, leaving only desolation and silence.

At this critical juncture of life and death, a flash of lightning seemed to strike through Lin Yu's mind, instantly lighting up a glimmer of hope. He suddenly remembered the divine artifact he had obtained with great difficulty after going through countless hardships and narrowly escaping death in the mysterious and dangerous ruins - the Time-Space Hourglass. The hourglass was carved with ancient and mysterious runes all over its body. Each rune seemed to be telling a past event sealed by the passage of time. It emitted a faint blue light, dreamlike, as if it contained the most mysterious and otherworldly power in the universe - the supreme power to manipulate time. However, Lin Yu also clearly remembered that this divine artifact was by no means something that could be easily used. The price of using it was extremely high. If there was the slightest mistake, it might trigger the chaos and collapse of time and space, plunging himself and his teammates who fought side by side into a more dangerous and deadly situation. It was even possible to get lost in the endless time-space vortex, like a wandering lonely leaf, never being able to find the way back to the real world, and could only drift in the illusory time-space turbulence until eternity.

But at this moment, looking at the monstrous horde that was constantly approaching crazily and the seal that was teetering on the verge of collapse under the erosion of the evil forces, Lin Yu had no time to care about all these risks and hidden dangers. In his heart, there was only one unshakable belief at this moment: even if he had to sacrifice everything he had, even if he had to bet the fate of the entire world, he had to do everything in his power to protect this world and all the living beings in it!

Lin Yu took a deep breath, and that breath seemed to carry a thousand catties of force, echoing in his chest. A resolute light flashed in his eyes, and he resolutely took out that mysterious Time-Space Hourglass. He saw his hands move quickly, forming a series of complex and mysterious seals, and he murmured words under his breath. The incantation was like an ancient Buddhist chant, carrying a mysterious power. At the same time, he continuously injected his powerful and surging spiritual power into the hourglass, as if opening a door connecting to a mysterious world. In an instant, the hourglass emitted a brilliant light, and that light was like a dazzling sun, illuminating the entire dim battlefield. The runes on its body seemed to be given life, jumping and flashing merrily. The surrounding space seemed to be kneaded wantonly by an invisible giant hand, twisting and deforming, like an abstract painting. The originally normal flow of time seemed to be abruptly interrupted by a powerful and brutal force, changing from a turbulent river to thick mud in an instant. The air seemed to be injected with glue, becoming sticky and heavy. Every trace of its flow seemed to bear a thousand catties of weight, moving slowly and with great difficulty.

Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that the monsters that were originally as agile as lightning and as fierce as demons seemed to be cast with a mysterious and powerful immobilizing spell. Their movements instantly became extremely slow, as if they had fallen into an invisible quagmire. Their claws that were originally able to tear through the air could now only slowly move through the air, as if every movement required the effort of moving a mountain, consuming an unimaginable amount of strength. The venom they spat out from their mouths, which could originally corrode everything in an instant, now flowed slowly like a snail, drawing a long, sticky and twisted trail in mid-air, like a python struggling to the death.

Seeing this, Lin Yu didn't hesitate to let out a long howl that shook the four fields: "All soldiers, listen to my order! Follow me and counterattack!" After saying that, he held the Taichu Divine Sword that emitted a dazzling light. The runes on the sword body flashed and flowed, like a series of agile dragons. He took the lead and rushed towards the monstrous horde bravely like an arrow released from a bow.

The team members also quickly perked up from their brief shock and fatigue. Like warriors who had found a way out of a desperate situation, they firmly grasped this rare and fleeting opportunity and unleashed their most powerful spells. In an instant, the battlefield was ablaze with brilliant lights, as if the day had come. Various colorful and different-shaped spell lights intertwined with each other, like a magnificent and dazzling rainbow, but also carrying a deadly force, crashing towards the monsters. The fire spells were like the karma fire summoned from the depths of the infernal abyss, instantly turning into a surging and boundless sea of fire, surrounding the monsters layer by layer, like a pack of hungry wolves surrounding their prey. The ice spells seemed to be given a soul, condensing into sharp and glistening icicles, shooting towards the monsters like a dense shower of arrows. Wherever they went, the air seemed to be frozen. The thunder spells were like the descent of the God of Thunder, releasing a series of violent and dazzling lightning bolts that shuttled and jumped among the monstrous horde, like a series of angry dragons. Wherever they passed, the monsters seemed to be struck by thunder and fell to the ground one after another.

Under this fierce counterattack like a landslide, the monsters were beaten back step by step. Their originally surging and irresistible offensive seemed to be blocked by an invisible dam and was temporarily contained. The crumbling and teetering defense line was finally able to be temporarily stabilized, like a lonely boat in a violent storm that had finally found a safe haven.

However, Lin Yu knew clearly in his heart that this was just a short-lived and illusory victory, like the flash of a meteor. The greater crisis that seemed to haunt them still hung heavily over their heads like a dark cloud, as if the thunderbolt of the apocalypse might strike at any moment. They had to race against time and come up with a more comprehensive, meticulous and effective countermeasure as soon as possible in order to truly find a glimmer of hope in this precarious and desperate situation and resolve this apocalyptic crisis that could destroy the world. A trace of unconcealable fatigue showed in his eyes, as if he was bearing the weight of the entire world. But underneath that fatigue, there was more of an unwavering determination and the courage to face death without flinching. He silently clenched the Taichu Divine Sword in his hand that had drunk the blood of the evil, as if he was holding the fate of the entire world. He stood quietly on the battlefield, ready to face the more severe, cruel and thrilling challenges that awaited.