The superior's powerful magic was instantly activated, causing the sky above the venue to darken suddenly and engulf the entire area in a wide range of darkness.
Accompanying the reduction in light was a wave of magical smoke that swept through the air, seemingly without an end in sight from any angle.
The time was about to transition from noon to afternoon. Wang Xiaole knew this because he had just burped after feeling empty in his stomach, a reminder from his "five internal organs temple" to "make offerings in a timely manner".
After that, Wang Xiaole saw the surroundings suddenly transform at a rapid pace. The sudden change in scenery gave him a profound feeling, as if he had woken up from a midday nap and found himself not lying at home, but instead looking around and realizing he was kneeling at a desk in a classroom...
Wang Xiaole wasn't easily frightened by the sudden change in scenery, unless a teacher suddenly appeared in front of him. Otherwise, there was nothing that could intimidate him.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiaole found himself in an unusually large cemetery. He didn't have to turn his head to see rows of closely spaced graves, wondering if the designer had done this for the convenience of ghosts visiting each other.
Looking around the entire cemetery, all he saw were these iconic structures.
"Is this the final resting place you have chosen for yourself, Old Ledu? Did you make your decision a bit too hastily?"
Wang Xiaole wasn't surprised by the surroundings because he possessed knowledge of many different worlds, including the understanding that there was a kind of barrier that, although it couldn't transport someone from one place to another, could create a whole new small world when activated.
The nature of this world was similar to the illusory world that Wang Xiaole had brought his disciples to, the only difference being the scale and the duration of its existence.
The magic cast by Ledux was actually meant to bring his mortal enemy to this place from the arena. At the same time, Ledux was well aware that the magic had a limited duration and he had to end the battle as quickly as possible before time ran out.
What Ledux didn't know was that while he was eager to end the battle before the magic expired, Wang Xiaole preferred a swift and decisive victory. After all, the protests from his "five internal organs temple" didn't care about time or place...
Furthermore, since this place wasn't within the venue, it meant that the parties involved could fight without any concerns, without worrying about compensating for accidental damage to public facilities in the middle of the battle.
With a grumbling sound from his stomach, Wang Xiaole took a step forward.
At that moment, a tombstone moved towards him, its visual impact comparable to a "drifting hearse".
Clank!
From within the tombstone, a hideous-looking skeleton emerged, wielding a three-foot long short spear in its hand.
In a small world like this, such unexpected events were not surprising.
Just like the illusionary world Isabella had been to, it was also inhabited by native slimes.
With the mentality of cleaning up clutter, Wang Xiaole swung his sword forward, cleanly cutting the skeleton into two pieces;
Since the "host" was already taken care of, it was better to go all the way and destroy the "house" as well.
So the sword that had just been swung out immediately flew towards the tombstone;
After a similar sound, the tombstone was cut into several uneven pieces, tumbling and rotating in midair.
Ding!
However, suddenly, the skeleton that appeared in Wang Xiaole's eyes quickly reassembled itself in a roaring whirlwind.
Since then, the skeleton appeared to have a bony texture on its surface, with the addition of long and narrow fragmented marks, but the murderous intent remained unchanged.
"What, does the other world also have a 'Qingming Festival'? Are the spirits of the other world always reluctant to leave at this time?"
If the above nonsense cannot hold, it only proves one thing.
Out of a need for verification, the person in question repeated the previous action, allowing the skeleton to experience the stimulating sensation of death again.
The skeleton, once again restored to its original state, made Wang Xiaole realize:
In this world, creatures cannot be killed!
Taking this skeleton as an example, even if it was cut into ten or a hundred pieces, as long as a brief moment passed, it would automatically restore itself to a "living" state.
If one were to understand a skeleton merely as a "tangle";
Then soon after, the countless tombstones surging together would encircle the only target, forming an equally large army of skeletons.
At this moment when the surrounded mortal enemy was accurately assessed, Ledux stomped on the ground, transforming into a beam of light and rushing over.
On the way, the fast knife in Ledux's hand slowly rose, the gleaming blade adding to its sharpness, shimmering with cold light;
At the same time, the flames of magical power quietly flickered.
His vast magic power, as well as the power of the scattered souls when the demonic shadow faded, were transformed into two beams of light that poured into Ledux's body;
Then the powers merged gradually as they operated;
An extremely astonishing power fluctuation slowly rippled out.
This determined demon, risking his life, swung his weapon down on the target's head. Along the way, not a single skeleton obstructed him, but instead made way for him.
Facing such a ferocious attack, Wang Xiaole did not retreat, just as he had faced Ledux head-on before.
The swift and fierce shadows created by the two different weapons intersected in the sky.
Neither side had overly sophisticated moves, only the kind of terrifying power that could explode the air;
At the moment, the crisp sound that entered the ears even overshadowed the roars of the surrounding skeletons.
Chis!
The pitch-black long sword tore apart from Ledux's body, abruptly cutting off a piece of the black armor.
The disadvantageous outcome was entirely expected.
Later on, Ledux summoned the surrounding skeletons to join the battle, attacking the target from multiple directions.
The combat power of the skeletons was enough to take down the "Batterfield Harvester level" and anyone below it.
However, in such a fierce battle, such a level of combat power obviously does not have a place in direct combat;
The reason why Ledux made the skeletons go all out as cannon fodder was to distract the opponent's attention;
The ultimate goal of this approach was to find a perfect opportunity to strike a fatal blow to his opponent.
For Wang Xiaole, the skeleton's harassing attacks were endless and even more irritating than the relentless schoolwork during vacation.
As a proof of this, Wang Xiaole had just stepped on and shattered a skeleton, and the latter instantly "resurrected" at full health.
If it were only that, it would have been fine.
But that particular skeleton even tried to instinctively attack and pounce on Wang Xiaole's inner thigh all at once...
After uttering an expletive in his mind, Wang Xiaole took some time to think of a countermeasure and launched the final counterattack shortly afterwards.
In an instant, a cold chill filled the air, as if it had enveloped the entire area at that moment.
Under that cold chill, both the swirling magic and the annoying skeletons gradually became stiff;
Seeing that trend, they seemed to be frozen stiff.
The sudden turn of events startled Ledux.
Immediately, he cautiously looked towards where the cold chill was emanating from, only to see a figure on the opposite side gracefully moving with each step;
With every step of that jade foot, the cold chill would leave an imprint on the ground, branding it like a delicate ice lotus.
Indeed, it was the "Lotus Steps".
How meticulous was Ledux's thinking? He immediately sensed the opponent's true intention.
The ice lotus blossoms formed through the imprints were not for the sake of appreciation or for aesthetics.
After considering the lotus flowers as a whole, Ledux faintly discerned the patterns of magic within them.
It is widely known that:
The more complex the patterns, the higher the corresponding level of magic, and the more formidable its power.
Just by seeing that portion of the patterns initially, a strong sense of unease surfaced in the depths of Ledux's heart.
That magic must not succeed!
At this moment when all the skeletons were immobile, Ledux could only personally step forward to intercept.
However, before his body could even get close, the flowing hair stirred as a sword light swooped down;
It should be noted that while Wang Xiaole was depicting the magic patterns and preparing to cast the spell, using one hand or both hands was effortless.
Driving Ledux back with a sword light, Wang Xiaole smiled at him:
"I have a gift for you: a one-way ticket to the underworld. This is the first time I am giving someone something in this appearance! Hehe..."
After playfully sticking out her tongue, an ancient voice seemed to resonate from the sky,
And then Ledux realized:
The patterns gathering beneath Wang Xiaole's feet suddenly erupted with an icy brilliance.
What was about to be unleashed was a fourteenth-level incredibly powerful magic;
However, its power could not be compared to Ledux's magic.
A moment later, Wang Xiaole's delicate hand reached out and gently grasped it.
Shortly after, several streams of ice and snow converged in her palm, solidifying and condensing on the hilt of the sword she held.
The cold light flowed on the blade, its sharpness seemed capable of destroying everything.
An indescribable sword is about to be swung.
For this, Ledux mobilized his remaining strength and controlled the magic to spread out sharp spikes on the surface of his armor.
Then Ledux's figure turned, actively sweeping towards the target instead of retreating.
Clang clang clang clang clang!
Two figures collided head-on, and sparks erupted, causing the entire cemetery to tremble.
After a few blinks of an eye, the end of the pitch-black long sword was suddenly covered with a divine light;
That power originated from Wang Xiaole's body.
