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

The Dark Dragon King, Hydra, demoness, and the rest of the group were responsible for defense, all of them guarding the Great Wizard Altar, while Yang Ling and the Corpse Wizard King took the offensive. Under their fierce attacks, the army of undead fell in droves. The Corpse Wizard King absorbed a large number of souls using the Death Horn, but his impact on the battle was incomparable to Yang Ling, who was wielding the crystal skull!

With the help of the Great Wizard Altar, Yang Ling unleashed the Soul Tampering Technique to its maximum effectiveness, manically subjugating the souls of the undead and spirits. If the undead army can be described as a dense tide, then Yang Ling, who was wielding the crystal skull, was like a bottomless hole, absorbing the souls swarming toward him to his heart’s content. Slowly, the Soul Crystal in his head turned became even more sparkling, giving off a thick Crystal Mist. The Divine Knowledge that had been greatly weakened when he entered the area gradually recovered, his sensory abilities improving correspondingly.

Roar…

Following a deafening roar, a several-hundred-meter-long Bone Dragon appeared before the group. Its empty eye sockets shone with a green light, and it had a row of sharp bone spines growing out of its back. Its bleached bones reflected an eerie green glow, making it look exceptionally ferocious.

“Careful, this used to be a Violent Dragon with abilities at least at the divine level when it was alive!” The Nine-headed Snake King Hydra shouted in alarm, raising her powerful tail. Even though she was merely a puny Mid-level Divine Magical Beast in the massive Magical Beast Dimension; However, as a Nine-headed Snake that had lived for tens of thousands of years, she had a wealth of experience and could determine the strength the Bone Dragon had when it was alive at a glance.

There were countless varieties of Magical Beasts within the Magical Beast Dimension. There were thousands of Magical Beasts occupying the swamp where Hydra had lived for tens of thousands of years. Amongst them were the Violent Dragons that lorded over the vast plains. These naturally brutal Magical Beasts had abilities equivalent to that of a Level Surpassing Magical Beast the moment they are born, and they did not have to train much before reaching the level of a Low-level Deity during maturity. Their abilities would become much more terrifying after they consumed a large number of Magical Beast Essence Crystals and learned the Law of Chaos and Law of Strength.

Violent Dragon!

Looking at the Bone Dragon, which was several hundred meters long, then seeing the mass of undead creatures behind it, the Dark Dragon King, demoness and the rest of the group turned pale, all of them swallowing with difficulty. Under normal circumstances, undead creatures can only move according to their instinct, their consciousness weak. Their abilities would also be much weaker than they were when they were alive. However, if they mutated after consuming a large number of dead souls, their abilities would be much harder to determine. They might be as strong as they were when they were alive, or there might have been a significant improvement in their abilities!

Unlike an average undead, the Bone Dragon at the front had an eerie flicker in its eyes. It was clear that it had mutated!

“Death Ripple, go and die!” The Corpse Wizard King was the first to take action, releasing a Death Ripple. After obtaining the legendary Core Divine Weapon, the Corpse Wizard King had been extremely excited. He buried his head in research all day long, learning many of the weapon’s secrets along the way. He not only killed a large number of zombies and skeletons, but he also harvested a substantial number of souls.

Whir…

The Death Ripple moved forward quickly, enveloping the Bone Dragon like a wave. However, much to the group’s surprise, a burst of green light suddenly erupted from the body of the Bone Dragon. The Death Ripple that had instantly killed a large number of undead and zombies seemed to have had no effect on the dragon.

Whoosh…

The Bone Dragon let out a roar, leading the many undead in charging forward. After letting out a faint murmur, it released a bale of green light from within its eyes, instantly piercing through the right palm of the Corpse Dragon King as if it were a laser. It then opened its mouth and released a tornado toward the Death Horn, attempting to seize it for itself.

Even though the Bone Dragon had lost a large portion of its consciousness after becoming an undead, it could still instinctively sense the power and threat of the Death Horn. That deathly aura that could destroy the world had a deadly allure on undead creatures!

Not good!

The Bone Dragon acted quickly, and Yang Ling was surprised to see that the Death Horn was about to get picked up by its wind element magic. However, just as he was about to take action, an intense soul ripple suddenly spread out from within the Wizard Pagoda’s Space. With a thought, Yang Ling immediately summoned the anxious Horned Soul Snake.

Over this period of time, all this little creature had done was to consume large amounts of white fog and Magical Beast Essence Crystals. It had then molted time and time again in the Wizard Pagoda’s Space, transforming from a body of energy to a little snake with flesh and blood. Yang Ling had a premonition that the abnormal behavior of the little creature had something to do with the powerful Bone Dragon.

Whoosh…

After evolving multiple times, the speed of the Horned Soul Snake had become much faster than it was before. It instantly glided past the air, leaving behind a string of afterimages as it charged straight for the Bone Dragon not far away. Avoiding the Bone Dragon’s beam of green light and shaking off the other party’s Wind Dagger, it slammed fiercely onto the body of the Bone Dragon, plunging its two horns into the bones of the Bone Dragon like a shovel.

In that instant, the Bone Dragon trembled, its wound turning pitch black as if it were poisoned, rapidly spreading throughout its body. Its wind element magic was forcefully dispelled, and the Death Horn that had already made it halfway to the dragon fell onto the ground. The Corpse Wizard King seized the opportunity to retrieve his weapon rapidly.

“Oh, Soul Horn?” Seeing the Horned Soul Snake rapidly surrounding and crawling all over the Bone Dragon, then seeing two tiny protruding horns on its forehead, the Corpse Wizard King lost his voice in shock.

The Horned Soul Snake is the most mysterious creature in the Dimension of Death, with no one knowing where their nests or habits were. These creatures would occasionally appear in the Dimension of Death like a phantom and were always considered a rare find.

It was rumored that when they grew their Soul Horns, they would become the most terrifying existence the Dimension of Death had to offer. Undead creatures would not be able to turn invisible in front of them no matter how powerful they were. Even the most powerful undead creatures would become their prey and have their Soul Energy completely absorbed if they were not careful enough!

In some regards, a Horned Soul Snake that had reached maturity was the nemesis of all undead creatures!

Back then, after occasionally receiving news that there was a newly-born Horned Soul Snake near his territory, the Corpse Wizard King had immediately gathered several powerful fighters and joined forces to capture it. He had then turned it into a snake-shaped staff using evil undead magic, greatly boosting the speed and power of the spells he cast. To think that after the little creature was obtained by Yang Ling, not only did its energy recover to the state that it was in its original form, it had also grown the legendary Soul Horns in a short period of time.

Roar…

The Bone Dragon rolled around on the ground in its intense pain, roaring loudly as it swiped its claw toward the Horned Soul Snake slithering around on its body. It desperately wanted to smash the snake into a pulp! It did not expect not to hit the Horned Soul Snake, but instead, nearly fracture its own ribs!

The Horned Soul Snake was just too fast and crafty!

As a mutated Violent Dragon, the Dark Dragon was extremely powerful. However, it could not do anything against the fly-like Horned Soul Snake. The dragon had the strength but did not know where to hit. Soon, its entire body had turned black from the attacks of the Horned Soul Snake, its Soul Energy depleting rapidly as if it had come into contact with a vacuum cleaner. In its alarm, it instinctively retreated, attempting to free itself from the terrifying Horned Soul Snake.

“You’re only running now, and it’s too late!” The Bone Dragon had not managed to move many steps when Yang Ling instantly subjected it to sixty-four times the gravity; Its speed slowed down immediately, and it was unable to take a step as if it were a dying tortoise. It seemed as though it had a towering mountain strapped to its back.

Whoosh…

The Horned Soul Snake pushed with its tail, charging onto the Bone Dragon’s head as fast as lightning before starting to rotate like a drill. It instantly carved out a hole in the skull of the Bone Dragon and dug in. Soon, the Bone Dragon let out loud pitiful wails, wails that sounded like a dying hog. Its limbs convulsed as if it was being electrocuted. It became more and more helpless as it struggled, its voice getting softer and softer. Soon, it laid motionless on the ground.

On the contrary, after devouring a substantial amount of Soul Energy, the Horned Soul Snake was incredibly energetic, instantly expanding in size. It flailed its tail and pounced straight toward its next target. Even though it did not kill the undead and spirits faster than the Great Soul Wizard Yang Ling, it was dealing with the undead at a similar rate as the Corpse Wizard King, much to the shock of everyone present!

More and more undead creatures were swarming toward the group, making them suspect if this was a dilapidated castle or a giant graveyard! However, faced with the powerful attacks of Yang Ling, the Horned Soul Snake, and the Corpse Wizard King, the undead creatures could not hold up against the merciless massacre no matter how many of them there were.

Two hours later, the corpses of undead creatures piled high in the tunnel, and the number of undead creatures swarming toward them decreased drastically!

“Let’s go. Let’s continue forward!”

Yang Ling kept the Great Wizard Altar and instructed the rest of the group to continue walking forward. He had not only destroyed a considerable amount of undead during this battle, but he had also absorbed a substantial amount of Soul Energy. Originally, the radius of his senses had only been a dozen steps in the castle, but it has since rapidly recovered to a thousand steps, his abilities improving by leaps and bounds! The calls coming from deep within the palace was becoming clearer, the pagoda-shaped brand between his brows throbbed faster and faster.

Just who is calling out to me?

Recalling the lifelike Five-clawed Golden Dragon, then thinking about the slightly different Wizard Techniques used by the old witch, Yang Ling had a strong premonition that this dilapidated castle was a relic of the Ancient Wizards that he had spent much effort in searching. In his joy, Yang Ling ordered the group to speed up in their advance. They passed through several desolate palaces and through increasingly longer tunnels, walking forward with large strides. Along the way, they encountered countless varieties of undead creatures, but perhaps because it had witnessed how powerful the group was, none of the undead creatures dared block them, all of them hiding far away to the side.

The further they got into the castle, the clearer the familiar calling became. However, the brutal aura of death also increased in intensity. It was as if a terrifying undead or spirit was hiding in the corner. After waves of phantom winds blew past, even the Giant Ape King, who had a thick hide trembled in the cold, much less the demoness.

“Be careful, everybody. No matter what accidents occur, all of you have to be within fifty steps away from me!” Sensing the majestic energy in the air, Yang Ling’s expression became grave, cautiously slowing down his pace. Under his command, the group carefully made their way past an opulent palace. They instantly became dumbfounded when they saw the majestic plaza before them.

Corpses, an endless sea of corpses!

The majestic plaza was enveloped in a layer of white fog with no end in sight. All that entered their field of vision was the mass of corpses on the ground. There were giant dragons that were thousands of meters long, Demon Wolves that were taller than mountains even when lying down, ferocious giant Behemoths…

The variety of corpses was jarring to the sight, scattered across every corner of the plaza. Rather than call this place a giant plaza, it might as well have been a hellish ancient battlefield!