When "God" Decides To Start Over

Li Xiu quickly scanned his surroundings, realizing there was no way out besides the path he had entered.

He couldn't possibly take on so many S-Class Demon Spirits alone, but if he could find a way out, he might have a chance to escape. Li Xiu always believed that anything was possible; if it seemed impossible, it might be due to not having found the right method.

The night sky stretched endlessly above him. Although he had fallen from there, returning the same way seemed unlikely.

All around was desert, with no buildings in sight. This desert was even more monotonous than the one outside.

The outside desert had the undulating dunes and cactus-like plants, but here there was nothing. It was a flat sea of sand stretching endlessly like a level plain.

"You need to solve the problem at its root. Since I fell from over there, to find the way back, I'll probably have to figure something out over there," Li Xiu thought as he looked in one direction.

Others might find it difficult to orient themselves in this featureless, sandy place, easily losing their sense of direction.

But Li Xiu wouldn't lose his way. He could accurately remember the spot he had fallen from, though a giant Demon Spirit blocked his view, making it impossible to see what was happening there.

Gritting his teeth, Li Xiu mounted the Masked Emperor once more. The Emperor's Mask talent skill was activated, enveloping him in a golden knight's armor, with the helmet's visor lowering simultaneously.

A golden Light Flame ignited. The instruments' needles bounced in rhythm with the engine's roar.

"Old buddy, let's do this again. Show me your true power," Li Xiu took a deep breath, placing his gentleman's hat on the Masked Emperor's dashboard, then looked steadfastly at the looming Demon Spirits and spoke slowly.

As if responding to Li Xiu, the Masked Emperor's six exhaust pipes simultaneously spewed golden flames, seemingly saying "Yes."

Vroom!

The Demon Spirits' single eyes began to glow with Demonic Light, shooting towards Li Xiu's position. Twisting the throttle, the Masked Emperor roared to life, racing forward like a golden phantom.

The golden motorcycle kicked up a rooster tail of sand behind it, like a golden lightning bolt in the limited space, weaving and circling to avoid the barrage of Demonic Light.

Faster! Even faster! Faster still!

The Masked Emperor constantly accelerated, causing the Demon Spirits to misjudge its position during their attacks, all their shots missing the mark.

On the circular track, golden illusions were left trailing, with billows of sand lifted, engulfing the entire area.

Suddenly, a streak of golden lightning shot out from within the dust and illusions, astonishingly landing on one of the giant Demon Spirits. The tire, glowing with a halo, raced up its snake-like coiled body.

The massive Demon Spirit dared not shoot Demonic Light at its own body and could only twist, its round mouth coming down to bite.

The Demon Spirit's body wobbled, but it couldn't affect the Masked Emperor, for its speed was even greater than that of the S-Class Demon Spirit.

On the verge of the S-Class Demon Spirit's bite, the Masked Emperor leaped as if off its rails, soaring above and over the Demon Spirits' heads.

Bang!

The Masked Emperor landed in the sand, where friction from the wheels caused the sand grains to glow like sparks, and smoke rose from the tires.

Vroom vroom! Vrooom...

In the rising black smoke, the Masked Emperor's tires forcibly climbed out of the sand pit, carrying Li Xiu as it sprinted toward the spot where he had previously fallen.

Demonic Light exploded all around, and while the Masked Emperor swayed left and right, dodging one blast after another, its speed did not drop but only increased, moving faster than a plane.

Bang!

Outside, a sonic boom exploded as they broke through the sound barrier, speed increasing in a straight line, finally creating a gap from the S-Class Demon Spirits.

The S-Class Demon Spirits screeched in pursuit but found they could not close the gap with the Masked Emperor, instead gradually falling behind.

With such incredible speed, he was about to reach the spot where he had fallen moments ago.

But Li Xiu decelerated and came to a stop with a skid, frowning as he looked at his falling position.

There, surprisingly, was a small Demon Spirit, resembling the giant ones but vastly smaller, roughly the size of a large Earth-bound python.

It lifted its body, its single eye fixed on Li Xiu. Unlike the giant Demon Spirits, this small demon had a black pupil within its eye, not a pure white compound eye.

Li Xiu glanced at it, revved his throttle, and prepared to escape in another direction.

Years of fighting Demon Spirits gave him an instinct—this small Demon Spirit was far more dangerous than the giant ones. Getting out was secondary; surviving was the priority.

"Human, shall we talk?" a voice like that of a newborn girl echoed in Li Xiu's mind.

Li Xiu was slightly taken aback. He noticed the giant Demon Spirits pursuing him had unexpectedly stopped and were retreating one by one.

Releasing the throttle but keeping his fingers close, Li Xiu looked at the small Demon Spirit and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"I can smell Demon Spirit Wine on you. Have you been to the Nether House?" the small Demon Spirit gazed intently at Li Xiu as it asked.

A thought crossed Li Xiu's mind. "Do you want to go to the Nether House for Demon Spirit Wine?"

"Yes, so please tell me, is there a bartender currently at the Nether House?" the Demon Spirit inquired.