Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After mobilizing a team of elite soldiers over from Jaboli, Yang Ling instructed them to build the Great Wizard Altar.

When they had just stepped out of the Teleportation Formation, the soldiers became pale in shock, their knees buckling as they saw the immensely deep cave leading toward the underground tomb, the hordes of Magical Beasts outside of the restrictions and heard the soul-wrenching sounds of the Human Skin Drum. It was only after the Corpse Wizard King activated the Mind Magic Field and cast the Blessing Aura and the Agility Boosting Technique on them did they slowly recover.

Yang Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a large wolf-hair brush. The soldiers had to stop before him for a moment as they carried a piece of Purple Sandalwood or marble slab. Yang Ling stained his wolf-hair brush with a little Magical Beast Blood Essence and made a flurry of hand gestures, drawing mysterious symbols on the Purple Sandalwood or crystal ores within the blink of an eye.

Looking at the mysterious symbols, seeing how calm Yang Ling was, the soldiers felt more at ease. Even though they did not understand Yang Ling’s intentions, their belief in Yang Ling the leader once again made them confident about this mission. They moved increasingly faster, their movements getting more agile. A tall tower was slowly created with their efforts.

Roar…

Under the allure of the sounds of the Human Skin Drum, more and more Magical Beasts were swarming toward the area, with no end in sight, Even though they instinctively sensed a strong feeling of threat within the mysterious restrictions, they were getting more and more violent under the allure of the sounds of the Human Skin Drum, squeezing forward an inch at a time.

As time dragged on, the situation was getting worse for Yang Ling and his group!

No one could imagine how powerful the forces of the underground tomb would be after the hordes of Magical Beasts broke through the restrictions and completely transformed into the puppets of the underground tomb!

“Quick, set up the last pile of Purple Sandalwood, quick!” Seeing more and more Magical Beasts gathered outside the restriction as if every single Magical Beast within the Amazon Forest had swarmed into this area, the face Corpse Wizard King, who was responsible for supervising the work, fell.

Activating the Mind Magic Field to protect the soldiers from the mental attacks of the sounds of the Human Skin Drum for a long period of time would stave away at his stamina no matter how strong he was. His face was getting paler. Faced with the alarming number of Magical Beasts, faced with the eerie underground tomb, all he could do was to pin all of his hopes onto Yang Ling.

After patiently waiting for some time, seeing the soldiers place the last piece of Purple Sandalwood down, Yang Ling took a deep breath and teleported to the top of the Great Wizard Altar using the Wind Evasion Technique.

Success or failure depends on this move!

Looking at the sky full of incandescent stars, Yang Ling sat down cross-legged and articulated an ancient incantation, his hand gestures changing continuously as he cast the Obscure the Sky technique.

Soon, the symbols on the Purple Sandalwood and marble slabs slowly rotated, absorbing the spiritual energy in the surroundings as well as the majestic energy of the stars. Every piece of Purple Sandalwood, every slab of marble, every piece of crystal ore… All of them released streaks of faint silver light.

From far away, it seems as though the entire tower-like Great Wizard Altar was enveloped within a ball of silver light. Countless mysterious, obscure symbols appeared on the surface of the tower, rotating continuously. With every revolution, the stars in the sky would flicker, as if there was a strange connection between them.

This… Just what magic is this?

Hearing the bleak ancient incantations, sensing the flood of energy brought along by the mysterious symbols, the hearts of the soldiers shook. All of them involuntarily surrounded the Great Wizard Altar and grovelled, the Corpse Wizard King was no exception.

At this moment, he once again witnessed Yang Ling’s immensely powerful abilities. Looking at Yang Ling high above, he had an illusion for an instant, as if he was looking at the all-powerful God of the Underworld in the Dimension of Dead Souls. The seal imprinted deep within his soul made him understand that Yang Ling would still be his eternal master even if he was to one day advance and become a Divine-level Expert. They would share victory and defeat together!

Roar…

Looking at the unscalable Great Wizard Altar, seeing the silver light spread further and further away, the Magical Beasts gathered outside the restriction instinctive felt a strong sense of threat. The mysterious symbols that brought along a flood of bestial energy caused their hearts to beat wildly. Even the powerful level nine Magical Beasts, or even the Level Surpassing Magical Beasts were no exception.

The silver light was getting increasingly stronger, the radius increasingly wider. Slowly, the light swallowed the immensely deep cave leading down to the underground tomb.

Enveloped by the silver light, the sounds of the Human Skin Drum coming from deep within the underground tomb became weaker. Soon, a few of the high-level Magical Beasts came to their senses. After shaking their heads in confusion, they left, fast as the wind. They did not turn back, wanting to get as far away as possible from this strange area.

Thump, thump, thump…

Perhaps it had sensed the changes happening above the surface, or perhaps it had detected a portion of the high-level Magical Beasts leaving, the beats of the Human Skin Drum became more rapid and increasingly deeper. The beats carried a wave of obscure energy ripples, all targeted toward Yang Ling’s soul.

“Ah… It hurts, my head hurts!”

“Aris, kill me!”

…

The soldiers hugged their heads and cried pathetically as they were assaulted by the beats of the Human Skin Drum. With every beat of the Human Skin Drum, they felt as though their heads had been hit by a heavy hammer, the pain reaching deep into the marrow, causing them to tremble, some even unable to breathe.

At the same time, the Magical Beasts outside the restriction roared in a frenzy, starting to charge toward the restriction without regard. One, two… More and more Magical Beasts were swarming into the restriction.

“Quick, kill these Magical Beasts, quick!”

“Go, let’s go together, kill them all!”

…

Even though their heads seemed to have been hit by a strange mental attack, seeing the Magical Beasts swarming in like the tide, the Dark Dragon King, Ymort and the rest of the Wizard Guards had no choice but to steel their nerves and charge forward. The Thousand-faced Mink stayed at the center so that it could react to any changes, while the rest of the four Wizard Guards took charge of a cardinal point, killing the Magical Beasts charging into the area with the help of the Illusory Formation and restriction.

What do I do?

Seeing the violent Magical Beasts, the Corpse Wizard King swallowed with difficulty, putting all of his effort in activating the Mind Magic Field, protecting the soldiers and Wizard Guards whose heads were hurting. He took advantage of the instant when the beats of the Human Skin Drum would stop to summon a few groups of skeletons and zombies, instructing them to defend against the tidal-like assault of the Magical Beasts.

With his alarming speed, he had the ability to bring Yang Ling, who was on top of the Great Wizard Altar, through the Magical Teleportation Formation in an escape. In fact, he could even bring the soldiers around him back safely to Jaboli.

However, this would mean that whatever they had done in the past had been a wasted effort. Not only would they lose the underground tomb, it might not be long until Jaboli was destroyed under the waves of the Magical Beasts’ assault.

If they did not leave now, it might be too late if the hordes of Magical Beasts swarmed in. Then, even he and Yang Ling might not be able to charge out of the area, much less the ordinary guards around him!

The soldiers felt as though they had been hit by a hammer, while Yang Ling who was at the brunt of the impact suffered from an even greater attack!

With every beat of the Human Skin Drum, he felt his entire body tremble, his blood rushing all around his body. His heart would contract uncontrollably, while his organs almost flipped around in place. Blood ran down the corner of his mouth. At the same time, sinister chilly energy was coiled around his body, moving around the surface of his body like a venomous snake, attempting to break through the protective Wizard Power and attack his soul directly.

“With my fresh blood as the lure, with my soul as the price, Soul Prayer!”

Looking at the wave of Magical Beasts swarming into the restriction, Yang Ling bit open the tip of his tongue and cast the Soul Prayer technique with the help of the Great Wizard Altar.

In ancient times, Wizards carried the hopes and future of the tribe, with the Wish Power of a large number of their tribesmen gathered within their bodies. Every time the Wish Power reached a certain state, they would be able to control all of the souls of every living thing within a hundred, or even a thousand-mile radius, luring them to use the Soul Prayer and obtaining a powerful Soul Energy.

Whoosh…

After a chilly breeze blew past, Yang Ling sensed that more and more Soul Energy from the thousand-year-old trees within the Amazon Forest was concentrating in the area. Ripples of Soul Energy was also coming toward him from the direction where Jaboli was situated at.

After they knew that the leader was battling the Magical Beasts within the Amazon Forest in order to defend Jaboli, the people voluntarily grovelled on the ground in prayer. With the help of the Soul Prayer Wizard Technique, Yang Ling could clearly feel their sincere prayers and pure souls, accumulating a well of pure Wish Power.

After gathering Wish Power and Soul Energy, the Wizard Core in his body swelled rapidly, and the pagoda-shaped brand between his brows released a bolt of pure energy, completely blocking off the sinister chilly energy outside the body, as well as the disruption created by the beats of the Human Skin Drum. His Wizard Power and mental energy also increased drastically.

After obtaining a large boost in Wizard Power and mental energy, the silver light released by the Great Wizard Altar spread outward at an increased rate, the radius of wherever it passed getting wider and wider. Just as the light enveloped the entirety of the Imprisonment Restriction, a miracle happened!

The eerie beats of the Human Skin Drum were completely blocked off, the horde of Magical Beasts stopping in their tracks. Their red, bloodthirsty eyes quickly returned to normal as they left quickly after shaking their heads in confusion. They left as quickly as they came, and within the blink of an eye, only the slower moving creatures were left in the area.

Success?

Seeing the Magical Beasts leaving quickly, being unable to sense the terrifying beats of the Human Skin Drum and longer, the people became incredibly excited. This was especially so for the soldiers who had thought that they would not survive this crisis. They were elated, once again grovelling around the Great Wizard Altar under the lead of their commander!

At this moment, in their hearts, Yang Ling, the leader high above, had been elevated from the pillar of mental support in the territory to a god-like guardian deity!

The people were elated, but Yang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged on the Great Wizard Altar, maintained an empty mind, his hands instinctively forming gestures.

Just as the Wizard Core absorbed the chaotic energy released by the Wizard’s Pagoda and the silver light completely enveloped the restriction, Yang Ling had felt that he had grasped something.

That feeling was as if a person had stepped forward with difficulty in the middle of a tempest, or a piece of paper had finally pierced through a glass window after countless effortful attempts!

In the fear-inducing battlefield, pressured by the underground tomb, Yang Ling had finally achieved a major breakthrough, advancing from a mid-level Divine Wizard to a powerful high-level Divine Wizard!

If the Corpse Wizard King and the Dark Dragon King was to fly up to the Great Wizard Altar to have a look, they would realize that a realistic Wizard’s Pagoda had appeared between Yang Ling’s brows, the mysterious symbols and ferocious Five-clawed Golden Dragon clearly visible