March 22, 2025 — 2:57 pm

Long Feixue and the others were not in a rush, in fact, they were more cautious than when facing the Tree Demon on the previous level.

Nagaros was a notorious demon in history, but there are no clear records of her abilities in any books. No one knows much about her, and she is obviously not the kind of foe that can be dealt with in a few moves. Rushing in would likely only benefit others, but this is not everyone's thought. There’s never a shortage of truly brave warriors.

"Leave it to me!"

Someone from the War Academy shouted loudly. Making the first move is indeed the riskiest, but Nagaros is still in the process of recovery, and taking a risk might yield a miraculous victory.

It was a towering figure. As he leaped into the air, he paused briefly mid-flight, and flames suddenly burst from his body. A fiery red spear shot forward, propelling him like a meteor streaking toward Nagaros's chest!

Flame Battle Mage Gege, ranked thirteenth in the War Academy, is a senior student known as a role model for commoners. Two years ago, he had even cracked the War Academy's top ten. Though stronger and more influential newcomers had pushed him out of the top ten, it hadn’t dampened his martial spirit. The spear strike ignited the air, sparks flying from its tip, accompanied by a sharp whistle, a clear testament to its devastating power.

Nagaros below appeared too slow to react, or perhaps she was in the midst of a critical recovery, showing no reaction—no dodge, no block.

The spear tip was mere meters from Nagaros's body. A glint of triumph flashed in Gege's eyes. This victory is mine—your life is forfeit!

A low hum echoed—Buzz!

As the fiery spear tip closed within two meters of Nagaros's body, it seemed to activate some kind of barrier, and a layer of dark energy shield suddenly appeared around her body.

Soul Shield?

Gege's eyes were full of confidence. His Haolong Fire Break has extremely strong penetration power, specifically designed to break through various Soul Shields!

But the next second, the unstoppable fiery spear suddenly paused in mid-air, with the spear tip only piercing a few inches into the Soul Shield before being forcefully blocked.

Gege's body shook violently in mid-air. The silver wax spear shaft was subjected to force from both ends, instantly bending into a U-shape. Gege's hands were almost unable to hold onto the spear shaft!

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, only to see Nagaros in the Soul Shield giving him a sinister smile.

Buzz!

The small dent in the Soul Shield suddenly snapped back, along with the spear shaft that had bent into a U-shape, rebounding and throwing Gege high into the air. He spun seventeen or eighteen times in the air before barely stabilizing his posture and falling, but he was already at the edge of this small space, almost falling directly into the collapsing vortex outside the space!

Everyone felt a slight chill in their hearts. Such a strong energy defense!

Although Flame Battle Mage Gege is not the strongest here, his full-force attack did not damage the Soul Shield at all.

Whoosh! Boom!

Two ice arrows, accompanied by a thunderbolt as thick as two arms. If physical attacks don't work, then use sorcery.

The attackers were Gege's two companions from the Caliban War Academy, an old and strong school. Although there are no top ten figures in the academy now, the average level is enough to rank in the top three of all War Academies. These two are also ranked within the top twenty, and their sorcery is fast, accurate, and ruthless, with no hesitation, and their soul power reaction is also extremely strong.

But in front of the dark Soul Shield, sorcery is purely useless. When the ice arrows and thunderbolt struck, they were directly absorbed by the dark Soul Shield. The main attribute of dark power is devouring, making energy attacks ineffective.

The three of them were a bit dumbfounded. They couldn't even break through the defense, how can they fight?

With no one attacking, the energy shield quietly disappeared. What appeared before everyone now was the legendary, fully-formed Nagaros.

The spider-legged human body was still the same as before, but on her head grew dense, waterfall-like limb 'hair', hanging behind her head, slightly moving as if with joints.

In addition, the vertical pupil on her forehead also slightly opened a crack, with pure black dark energy faintly emanating from it, but not fully opened. Nagaros's beautiful face smiled slightly, instantly exuding a myriad of charms, and a seductive woman's voice gently spread throughout the field.

"Come, come, come..."

The same ghostly demonic voice as before, but the level of seduction was instantly much stronger than before. Those who remained were all top experts, with extremely firm wills, and might not be directly seduced, but it still caused a slight waver in their hearts.

The ice mage from the Nine Gods who had just attacked was slightly distracted, and Nagaros's silver bell-like laughter immediately rang out. She slightly shook her head, and the limb-like hair on her head suddenly elongated. One limb suddenly broke off and flew like a javelin towards the ice mage. Gege and another companion closest to him wanted to rescue, but it was too late, and they could only watch as their companion's chest was instantly pierced.

In an instant, another person was killed, and everyone knew they could no longer just observe. Otherwise, the Naga would pick them off one by one, and in the end, they would be the ones to suffer.

"Charge together, kill it!"

Before Long Feixue could speak, Ye Dun roared, and behind him, Maxwell shot towards the Naga like an arrow.

The Naga flicked its 'hair', and two hair spikes predicted the attack, but Maxwell's feet seemed to be greased, moving fast and slow at will, leaping left and right with incredibly flexible steps, causing the two hair spikes to miss completely.

He had already circled the Naga's eight legs, but he did not leave behind his usual green poison. Neurotoxins are not very effective against such large magical creatures, and more importantly, with companions all around, if the green poison spread across the field, others would be even more unable to act, which would be like tying their own hands.

What he left behind seemed to be a mixture of mithril and orichalcum. In an instant, he circled the Naga's eight legs. The Naga moved with deliberate calm, its eight spider legs poking around a few times, then suddenly leaned forward, the long trident held in its four hands sweeping fiercely towards Maxwell's position.

This was a direct hit. Maxwell's eyes widened, and a large swarm of green insects flew out from his body, densely forming a green shield in front of him.

Bang!

Green fluorescent light splattered, the insect shield was scattered, but it still offset most of the impact. Maxwell, with his hands together in front of his chest, flew back, unharmed, and shouted towards this side: "Gule!"

"Got it!" At the same time, Gule beside Ye Dun had already made his move. The mithril and orichalcum that Maxwell had scattered were the guides for his *Thunderous Purgatory*, and Jiaoxi had slapped a Soul Power-enhancing exorcism spell on him. At this moment, Gule's entire body exploded with Soul Power, and dazzling thunder rose from his body, instantly activating the rune array of mithril and orichalcum on the ground.

*THUNDEROUS PURGATORY!*

Boom!

The thunder flashed, and in the air, seven or eight thick thunderbolts as thick as arms fell towards the Naga without warning. Although the Naga was agile and had super reactions, its size was too large, and in a hurry, it dodged half of the thunderbolts, but the rest directly struck its body.

Its thick spider legs were instantly pierced with two large holes, and the upper body's back was also scorched black. But before Gule and his companions could celebrate, the Naga let out a roar.

The wounds inflicted by the thunder array were knitting together at an alarming rate. The scorched black scars on her back disappeared in minutes, and the large holes in her spider legs were instantly repaired, as good as new.

Gule and the others were a bit stunned. Although they had expected that such a large monster with such vast Soul Power would have recovery abilities, they hadn't expected it to be this strong.

The others around no longer watched the show and joined the battle at this moment. The first to act were definitely the wizards.

The wizards' long-range attack capabilities were clearly the best weapons to suppress such a giant monster. Although only at the Tiger Peak level of cultivation, everyone here was a top expert. At this moment, seven or eight wizards simultaneously activated their spells, and Soul Power was poured out without fear of depletion, covering the attack. Thunder and lightning clashed in the air, while ice and fire mingled, and countless fireballs, ice arrows, and thunder spears turned into dense points of light, crazily bombarding the Naga.

Boom boom boom boom!

The Naga's four arms wildly swung to intercept, but the attacks were too dense, and complete blocking was simply impossible.

Ice arrows, fireballs, and thunder spears hit in large numbers in an instant. The endless attacks, although those small fireballs might only leave a scorched mark on her body, and those ice arrows could only pierce a bit of the surface, their power was slightly weaker than the *Thunderous Purgatory* that Gule and Maxwell had coordinated earlier, but they made up for it in quantity. White smoke continuously rose from her body, and she let out angry roars.

Her spider legs fiercely stabbed towards an ice wizard who was releasing a spell.

Strike while the iron is hot! Ye Dun's Egg Knife unfolded, and he disappeared on the spot. The space seemed to pause slightly, and the next second, silver light flashed, countless knife lights surrounded the spider leg, converging into an array.

*Flowing Light Butterfly Shadow Egg Knife Array!*

A golden light flashed at Ye Dun's brow, and the knife lights surrounding the spider leg suddenly tightened, twisting towards the center.

Bang bang bang bang!

The sharp sound of metal on stone, the Naga raised its thick, black, hard spider leg to block, which was the hardest point on its body, but the spider leg was instantly covered with knife marks, cut with countless gaps, purple blood splashing, but it seemed to be of little significance, the burst wounds immediately healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the spider leg's offensive did not stop, enduring the attack and instantly piercing through an ice wizard opposite.

The ice wizard's eyes widened in shock, it was the same sect member who had just assisted War Mage Gege. The war mage's face remained stoic, and there was no intention to save the other, He retreated swiftly and without hesitation, turning and leaping into the Spatial Vortex beyond the collapsed area.

Though the ties of the same sect are strong, what could be more important than one's own life?

Following suit, the duo from Dark Demon Island also made the same choice. De Broglie grabbed Momosang and directly leaped into the Spatial Vortex beyond the cave. Momosang had already sustained injuries from the overwhelming Soul Power when using the *Soul-Stabilizing Sound* to counter the Naga's laughter earlier, and naturally, fighting while injured was ill-advised, especially since de Broglie's Thunder Spear, much like regular attacks, failed to inflict any permanent damage.

This is one of the leaders of the dark creatures. The more one knows about Dark Demon Island, the more one understands its level and significance. Now, taking Momosang away is clearly the best option.

"Dark Demon Island? Just a bunch of cowards!" Mo Tong laughed heartily: "Good riddance to those troublemakers, they were just in the way and useless!"

Ignoring a few deserters, the battle on the field has reached a stalemate. Mo Tong, Aota, and Zhao Ziyue, the three power-type fighters, are holding three directions, cooperating with the wizards' spells and the exorcists' assistance, trying to confine Naga Luo's movements to the center.

The synergy between wizards and martial artists is clearly the most effective. Now the situation is at a temporary standstill.

But honestly, the fight has only been going on for less than two minutes, and Old Wang noticed that several wizards still in the fight were already struggling to keep up. Naga Luo, this terrifying monster, far surpasses these Tiger Peak disciples in both strength and speed. They can't outrun it, defeat it, or withstand it...

Old Wang was still observing and thinking about countermeasures, but the next second, a sense of danger surged through him. He suddenly turned around and saw a ball of blood light flying towards him: "Hahaha, I'll take care of one first. Wang Feng, my little darling, come here!"

"Manku! Handle Naga Luo first!" Long Feixue's voice suddenly rang out in the distance.

Manku snorted coldly, ignoring the command. For him, the greatest opportunity was already in hand. Now, only revenge remains!

Swish...

Hei Wukai had already intercepted him like a phantom, forcing Manku to stop abruptly.

When dealing with Naga Luo earlier, he hadn't used his full strength, always guarding against Manku. With the blood clan's vengeful nature, he wouldn't let it go easily. He just didn't expect the other party to act so urgently.

The two of them locked eyes, and violent soul power surged continuously from Manku's body. In sheer volume, this was the strongest in the entire field, second only to Naga Luo, who far surpassed them in realm. And Naga Luo clearly had intelligence. With Manku intercepting Hei Wukai, she stopped attacking in this direction, seemingly understanding that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, and instead turned back to attack the War Academy.

With Hei Wukai's restraint gone, the pressure on the others increased greatly. The spells had little effect on Naga Luo, including the various curses of the exorcists, which didn't even make a sound when thrown at Naga Luo, her magic resistance was off the charts; even Cang Jue, at her level, couldn't freeze Naga Luo at all with her freezing air, only slightly limiting her speed.

The martial artists from the Nine Gods and the Holy Sanctuary had now gathered together, holding back Naga Luo's most direct attacks, but they could only barely defend, dragging her steps. The wizards relied on continuous spells to keep consuming her, but this was far from enough. The front lines of the two allied forces were being pushed back continuously, but fortunately, there was Long Feixue.

Earlier, she was pulling and restraining Naga Luo back and forth with Hei Wukai, but now she was facing it alone. The white-clad figure kept leaping on Naga Luo's body, from one spider leg to another, or even jumping up high along the body to attack Naga Luo's vertical pupils, which must be the monster's weak points.

The high-spirited Naga Luo now had most of her energy restrained by Long Feixue, making her frequently furious. This little white figure was too agile, too fast, and the lethality of her sword energy was much stronger than others, specializing in attacking vital points, posing a considerable threat to her, forcing Naga Luo to defend.

The allied forces, which had been retreating step by step, now finally got a moment to catch their breath, slightly stabilizing their position and reorganizing their attacks. But everyone knew that in terms of soul power consumption, everyone combined would definitely not be able to match this terrifying monster. If this stalemate continued, it would be doomed sooner or later, especially with internal strife like Manku...

While the other side was fighting fiercely, Old Wang's side was already filled with the chill of autumn and the aura of killing.

Hei Wukai stood sideways, blocking in front of Wang Feng, calmly looking at Manku, as if the overwhelming soul power was nothing.

The duck that was about to be eaten was intercepted, but there was no displeasure in Manku's eyes. After all, they were all targets to be killed, who came first or later was the same. Once Hei Wukai was dealt with, Wang Feng would be in the bag.

"Then I'll kill you first!" Manku laughed wildly.

Boom~

Blood Demon Art!

Violent soul power surged fiercely from Manku's body, and his body instantly transformed into energy, not like the previous purely formless smoke, but into a huge red ghost face!

This ghost face was three meters tall, with a red face and fangs, double horns on its head, floating in the air, grinning ferociously. Its mouth opened as if opening a passage to the underworld, and in an instant, evil winds howled from its mouth, and hundreds of terrifying ghosts rushed out!

Every ghost's face was ferocious and twisted, filled with resentment and mania. The soul power they contained was astonishing, seemingly stronger than the vengeful spirits everyone encountered on the first floor. At the same time, the huge red ghost head turned into a sea of blood waves, crashing towards Hei Wukai, trying to completely engulf him.

Blood Ghost Hell!

The soul power far exceeded the limit of Tiger Peak, and the momentum it unleashed was astonishing. Hei Wukai seemed like an insignificant ant in front of it, but a cold smile appeared at the corner of Hei Wukai's mouth.

He slightly bent his body, his left hand holding the scabbard, and his right hand resting on the hilt of the sword. His lazy eyelids were now closed, and all the soul power in his body seemed to converge with the closing of his eyes, hidden within the sword in an instant, making his slightly bent body look like a lifeless statue.

The sea of blood had rushed to his eyes, the red waves towering, and the ferocious ghosts pounced down from the sky. Pairs of ferocious and blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent. The delicacy was right in front of them, kill him, make him a member of the ghost army!

But the next second, 'snick'.

Hei Wukai's left thumb slightly pushed up, and the closed Yecha Wolf Fang Sword popped out. He suddenly raised his head, his opened eyes gleaming with intensity.

Draw Sword Technique!

A dazzling light was drawn from the scabbard, accompanied by a burst of soul power that sliced through the sky, 'swish'!

'Buzz~~~~~'

Yecha Wolf Fang Sword!

The dazzling sword light, like a lash, drew a huge white arc through the middle of the blood sea, as if tearing a complete painting in half. The surging blood sea was cleanly split into upper and lower halves.

The wrathful spirits in the blood sea froze, the blood sea itself froze, along with the ever-expanding soul power, and even the entire world seemed to stop at this moment. Not only Old Wang and Mapeier beside him, but even the Nine Gods and Blade Temple members, as well as Najar, who were struggling in battle, couldn't help but turn their heads.

Hei Wukai transitioned from the sword-drawing motion to a standing position, his left hand holding the scabbard behind his back, and his right hand sword drawing an arc in the air before effortlessly sheathing it behind him.

'Swish'!

The Yecha Wolf Fang Sword was sheathed, the sword light instantly disappearing. Hei Wukai, with his hands behind his back, stood as immovable as a mountain, his gaze coldly fixed ahead.

The frozen blood sea in mid-air suddenly trembled, then violently burst apart, turning into a rain of blood that scattered across the field. The hundreds of spirits directly dissipated in the air, their ferocious and twisted faces replaced by a serene expression of release, revealing their original appearances. The Nine Gods and Blade Temple members recognized them; these spirits were almost all disciples who had entered the Soul Illusion Realm this time, not only from the Blade Temple but also from the War Academy, and quite a few!

'Clatter...'

The blood rain continued to fall from the sky, landing on everyone. The once invincible Manku was now completely devoid of any presence.

Just one sword?

Everyone was shocked. Mapeier's mouth was wide open. She and Wang Feng had fought Manku before; his survival and regeneration abilities were almost monstrous, able to survive even after being dismembered and become stronger in a short time! But now, he was killed by Hei Wukai with just one sword? In theory, Manku in the blood sea state should have been unkillable!

"Man and sword as one, truly incredible!"

Old Wang couldn't help but praise. Honestly, even Wang Feng hadn't expected Hei Wukai to reach such a level. It had nothing to do with soul power, realm, or even techniques.

The pinnacle of skill, akin to the Dao.

This is the most perfect limit, penetrating the essence of all things, and also the hardest threshold for practitioners to reach. Once achieved, whether it's wizards, martial artists, exorcists, or even gunslingers, they become almost invincible among their peers. Manku seemed to have greatly enhanced his soul power, but he wasn't truly at the ghost level and couldn't master this power. Once encountering a top expert like Hei Wukai, he really wasn't a match.

To Old Hei, all these flashy moves.

The only one in the entire field who wasn't distracted by Hei Wukai's sword was probably Long Feixue, who seemed to have foreseen this outcome.

Almost at the same time as Hei Wukai killed Manku, the Heavenly Sword sliced through the air, and Long Feixue also slashed out with her sword. The focused sword light aimed directly at Najar's vital point.

Slightly distracted by Hei Wukai, Najar sensed the danger and quickly retreated, but this seemingly simple sword strike was surprisingly powerful. The spider leg intercepting the sword light was severed at the root, and purple blood sprayed into the air.

"Roar!"

Najar roared in pain, her vertical eye on her forehead suddenly opening.