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Widespread berserk states, endless revivals, the Holy Domain being restrained, coupled with the descent of orc masters and shamans—the battlefield's momentum seesawed, returning to a stalemate. However, without Orc King Samanda confronting the Pope, Paul VIII alone could simultaneously suppress Chen Xuanfeng with martial might and paralyze Jin Luosha's magic with divine spells. And without the War God Pope and thousands of shamans below suppressing the Sky City's inherent power, the fully activated magical constructs and magic cannons alone would inflict heavy casualties on the orcs.

Yet, regardless of the outcome between Orc King Samanda and the Pope, the War God Pope below couldn't indefinitely suppress this Sky City. Chen Xuanfeng's time was limited; he had to swiftly locate and destroy the city's vital core.

Though ignorant of magical principles, Chen Xuanfeng deduced that such a colossal city's flight must rely on a central energy hub providing endless power. Destroying it would send the hundred-million-ton behemoth crashing down in pieces.

Of course, such a fall would spare few orc warriors fighting within—but for the sake of the Orc Alliance, this sacrifice was accepted by all orcs.

Once most orc elites were resurrected, Chen Xuanfeng unleashed a fierce strike, forcing back the encircling Sword Saints. Immediately, nine Sword Emperors and twelve Warcraft Orc Warriors took his place. Capitalizing on the Sword Saints' weakness—being unable to receive holy healing—they traded wounds to forcibly stall three Sword Saints and Xi Luo's assault, allowing Chen Xuanfeng to easily withdraw to Jin Luosha's side.

"Well, Jin Luosha, can you sense it now?"

"Yes, though faint and chaotic, the general direction lies beneath the Sky City's center. Judging by the internal structure you described earlier, the core of all Divine Light Power flows is likely within the former 'Seven-Layered Prison's' fifth level."

The entire Saint Spirit Mountain was now enveloped in a vast radiant forcefield, with countless light currents surging inside. Even a high-ranking Light Priest would struggle to pinpoint the mana system's core, let alone a magic-ignorant person like Chen Xuanfeng. Yet Jin Luosha, inherently attuned to light and aided by her supreme light-element phantom beast, the "Holy Angel," managed to discern the source's approximate location amidst the chaos.

"Excellent. Have the warriors close ranks—I'll handle the problem. Also, tell the shamans to prepare 'Featherfall Blessings.' Might save a few more lives."

With that, Chen Xuanfeng soared, raising the Sword of Divine Punishment. Platinum sword energy flickered, slicing a massive square into the distant plaza. The ground sank, revealing a gaping black pit.

"Hmph. As expected. Though exits are rigged with teleports and traps, tunneling straight through with the 'Sword of Divine Punishment' bypasses them." With a cold laugh, he disappeared into the hole.

His actions shocked the humans. Xi Luo charged toward the breach, shouting, "He's targeting the city's core! Stop him!"

"Heavenly Moon Knight" Tan Yueer, "Death Knight" Hades, and "Boundless Moon Knight" Carol rushed after Chen Xuanfeng, but only Xi Luo broke through—the others were blocked by orc elites. The fully activated Saint Spirit Mountain's structures had fused, rapidly regenerating. Soon, the chasm sealed shut.

Unfazed, Chen Xuanfeng—already blindingly fast and augmented by the Magic Aura—outpaced Xi Luo, whose true strength barely matched a Sword Emperor's. Having studied the "Seven-Layered Prison" during his earlier heist, he navigated effortlessly, cutting through obstacles with the Sword of Divine Punishment. Guards fell futilely before him.

"Hmm... If memory serves, beyond here lies the thinnest point between the fourth and fifth layers—but still hundreds of meters thick. My 'Platinum Lightning' can't span that. No matter..." Stopping at a junction in the fourth layer, he raised both "Tiger Soul Blade" and "Sword of Divine Punishment." "Open for me—Blade and Sword Divine Technique, Second Form: 'Mourning Void Eclipse'—"

A platinum and violet crystal domain engulfed him. Seconds later, light dissipated, revealing a hundred-meter-wide pit beneath him. The werewolf descended.

Yet the sight below gave him pause.

"Oh? How...?" The silver-haired werewolf gazed in shock.

Before him stretched countless candlelights—each atop an inverted human skull.

Hundreds of thousands of them.

Heroic Werewolf Scroll, Chapter 79: Secret Tomb of Heroes Erupts in Violet Radiance

"Welcome to the 'Tomb of Heroes,' Knight of the Wind and Moon."

Four elderly men—robed in red, blue, gold, and silver—greeted Chen Xuanfeng's intrusion into the fifth layer.

The long-unseen Four High Priests of the Holy Temple.

Meanwhile, high above—

Pope Paul VIII, locked in combat with Orc King Samanda, suddenly frowned. "That wolf-spy has breached the sacred 'Tomb of Heroes' again. Such sacrilege!"

"Ha! Foolish humans—your shoddy craftsmanship could never replicate the ancient Sky Cities' marvels. My warrior will soon blast this abomination from the sky—and you with it!" Seizing the Pope's distraction, Samanda pressed his assault, laughing.