Fang Yu stood proudly amidst the blazing flames, spreading his arms as though embracing a baptism. As his arrogant roar echoed across the battlefield, the inferno transformed into dozens of tri-colored flaming phoenixes, darting chaotically through the air within several hundred meters around him!
His legs suddenly bent.
Wrapped in blazing fire like a fiery dragon, Fang Yu transformed into a sinister bow drawn to its limit.
Boom!
Fang Yu shot forward once again.
Even the dozens of flaming phoenixes surrounding him could not match his speed. They all chased after him, leaving long trails of fire across the sky.
His fist blazed with flames, while the Totem Soul Avatar behind him erupted with dazzling crimson radiance as boundless energy poured forth in an instant!
BOOOOOOOOOOM~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!
That punch was aimed directly at the Mountain Corpse's collarbone!
The power behind the flaming fist was extraordinary. Combined with the dozens of flaming phoenixes that followed closely behind, the attack blasted an even larger hole through the Mountain Corpse's collarbone!
The Mountain Corpse's enormous body staggered backward several steps.
Each step carried it hundreds of meters away.
It slowly lowered its head and discovered that its collarbone had been scorched into a mangled crater by the flaming punch, while blood cascaded down like a roaring waterfall!
Inside the Abyss.
The bridge Mo Fan and the others had entered was the Bridge of Death.
The moment they stepped onto it, they were transported into another dimension. And waiting for them in that strange space was an endless army of undead.
The Ancient King was not only the progenitor of the Undead Element, but had also reached the pinnacle of mastery over both the Space Element and Chaos Element!
A strange silver vortex connected to the outside world.
Appearing upon the land beyond, it instantly swept thousands of undead away before throwing them into the Gate of Death where Mo Fan and the others were trapped!
However, Mo Fan and his companions refused to surrender.
Facing the undead legion, they immediately launched a fierce counterattack.
Yet after wiping out that wave of undead, the silver vortex dragged in another force comparable to an entire undead tribe, numbering nearly ten thousand undead!
This was the true inescapable death trap!
Even after exhausting every technique at his disposal, Mo Fan managed to kill only another two thousand undead before reaching his limit.
Just as his life was about to come to an end. He completed his self-awakening.
He transformed into a Demon and returned once again to defy the heavens.
A Demon required a Contract Beast to unleash its true power.
Although Mo Fan lacked the enhancement of Little Flame Belle compared to the original story, as the protagonist of this world, he received the favor of a Lightning Element Holy Spirit.
As a result, his combat strength did not weaken.
Lightning surged wildly.
The endless thunder grew so overwhelmingly powerful that even gravity itself became distorted.
Beneath the silver vortex, countless undead were annihilated by the overwhelming bolts.
Outside waves of spatial energy swept wildly across the battlefield.
Fang Yu quickly noticed that the undead were gradually being pulled into a forming spatial vortex.
The suction itself was invisible.
Only by observing the undead spiraling and being dragged away could one gauge its terrifying force.
Beginning from a tiny area, it expanded little by little until a gigantic silver funnel of swirling air formed high in the sky!
As the spatial vortex raged, the heavily injured Mountain Corpse had already sunk beneath its knees into the enormous silver vortex!
It was as though a giant from the heavens had accidentally stepped through the sky above the mortal world.
Its colossal legs hung down into the human realm, and merely looking up revealed those heaven-shaking limbs.
Its descent caused the tiny independent space to tremble violently.
Countless cracks spread through the air as though both heaven and earth had become shattered mirrors.
Bang!
The Evil Abyss's teleportation passage suddenly collapsed.
Fang Yu, who had been battling the Mountain Corpse, was caught in the aftermath.
He only felt himself being hurled away before crashing heavily into another space.
Stars filled his vision.
It took Fang Yu several minutes before he finally recovered.
He immediately examined his surroundings.
He discovered that this seemed to be a special space dependent upon the Evil Abyss.
Within this space, Space Element energy was extraordinarily dense.
Spatial power continuously poured into his body.
Not long afterward.
When Fang Yu finally ended his cultivation, his eyes had transformed into brilliant silver pupils, radiating dazzling and magnificent light.
At that moment, not only had his High-Tier Space Element advanced to the Second Level, but his Spiritual Power had also broken through its previous limit, reaching the Fourth Realm!
The Fourth Realm of Spiritual Power was equivalent to possessing the enhancement of a Soul Seed.
"It's time to leave this place."
Fang Yu glanced around.
Suddenly, the Totem Feather shone brilliantly as the Totem Soul Avatar ignited with intense flames, tearing open the surrounding space by force!
However, the aura of the Totem Feather within the Contract Space was nearly exhausted, with only a faint trace of Totem power remaining.
The next time he wished to awaken it, he would have to seek out another Totem belonging to the Vermilion Bird Totem lineage.
Outside on the battlefield of the Ancient Capital.
Just as Demonized Mo Fan, together with Han Ji and the others, was about to kill the Mountain Corpse.
The Ancient King awakened.
Or rather, the inheritor of the Ancient King's legacy had appeared.
Zhan Kong's consciousness had completely merged with the evil will contained within the Ancient King's armor, inheriting its memories and ascending into an Emperor-level being.
Looking at the man who had once been his mentor, Mo Fan realized that Zhan Kong had ultimately sacrificed himself for the Ancient Capital, becoming part of the "Ancient King."
He or rather, it did not speak to Mo Fan.
It simply stood atop the Mountain Corpse, gazing silently at the Ancient Capital before turning away without a word.
As the sun rose and the King turned his back, it became the signal for retreat.
Although the undead empowered by the Nine Nether Dew no longer feared sunlight, when the King ordered them to leave, who would dare remain?
The black ocean of undead gradually receded from outside the Ancient Capital.
As the Eight Undead Monarchs withdrew one after another, the rest of the undead also began to disperse.
The devastation of the city was finally laid bare.
Collapsed buildings.
Shattered streets.
Broken bridges.
Entire districts reduced beyond recognition.
Only the inner city remained intact.
Countless survivors stood behind its undamaged walls and buildings, silently watching the undead army withdraw.
At this very moment, the entire population of the Ancient Capital was immersed in cheers of relief after surviving the catastrophe.
"We succeeded?" Zhu Meng asked excitedly.
Had he not been completely exhausted, he would probably have smashed the table with his hand.
"We succeeded!" the mysterious gray-white man replied with absolute certainty.
Han Ji's aged eyes were already filled with tears.
His throat tightened with emotion, leaving him unable to speak for quite some time.
Night completely fell once more.
However, the undead now only wandered beyond the area where the former outer city wall had stood, and their numbers were nowhere near as terrifying as before.
People remained on guard with anxious hearts.
This night was destined to leave countless people sleepless, caught between lingering fear and newfound hope.
Fang Yu checked the time.
His cultivation in seclusion had only taken about a day. He found the Totem Black Snake in the ruins of the Ancient Capital's outer city.
Instead of a warm welcome, however, he received a thorough scolding.
It took quite a bit of explanation before the snake finally calmed down.
Clock Tower Magic Association.
Han Ji looked at Fang Yu with heartfelt gratitude.
"Because of your involvement, countless people in the Ancient Capital survived. Thank you for everything you've done for this city."
Fang Yu shook his head.
"The one who truly saved this ancient city was the Ancient King, who showed mercy."
"The most important reason the Ancient Capital survived was because the Ancient King chose to spare its people. Otherwise, how could anyone have survived against an entire Undead Kingdom?"
"Where is Salan?"
"Did she escape?" Fang Yu asked.
"Salan is probably trying every possible way to flee our country by now. This operation exposed many of her secrets. The Tribunal is uprooting her entire network, and even the Chief Justice of the Holy Court is personally setting out to take her life," Han Ji said with a faint smile.
The Black Vatican brought fear and death to the world.
Yet at the same time, it also forged countless outstanding Mages and kindled a fury that would never be extinguished.
He firmly believed that one day.
Salan would be completely eradicated.
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