With a crisp "crack," a deep crack appeared on the trunk of the ancient tree. Immediately afterwards, a stream of bright red liquid gushed out from the crack like a flood. The color of the blood was so bright that it was blinding and chilling.

"Woo, woo, woo!" Suddenly, a shrill cry pierced the silent air, reaching everyone's ears like a sob. The sound seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld, making people shudder.

A baby? Su Yan, who was nearby, frowned upon hearing the strange noise, a look of confusion on her face. She cautiously reached out and gently pried at the ancient and mysterious tree before her.

As she moved, something unexpected happened—a strange-looking beast slowly emerged from the center of the ancient tree. It looked like an embryo, curled up in a ball, its long tail trailing behind it. Its body glowed an extremely dazzling, unusually bright, wind-red light, as if blazing with fire.

What is even more eye-catching is that this strange beast has an angel halo emitting soft holy light on its head, and on its back grows a pair of wings that are not covered with feathers and appear shriveled and weak.

Su Yan carefully observed the bizarre creature before her, secretly assessing its strength. She keenly perceived that, despite its strange appearance, the beast was actually very weak. This level of weakness made her feel that she could easily kill it with just a finger.

Shalltear, standing nearby, stared at the beast known as Victim with similar amazement. She had never imagined that the legendary, terrifying creature would actually resemble this. After all, Victims had always been described as powerful and possessing destructive force.

Su Yan continued to look at the strange beast and found that its entire body was only about one foot long. No matter from which angle, it was hard to imagine that such a tiny creature could have the ability to destroy the entire human world.

At this moment, Wiktim, who had been lying quietly on the ground, suddenly let out a low roar and pounced towards Su Yan at lightning speed. However, facing this sudden attack, Su Yan just glanced at it indifferently.

The next moment, a magical thing happened again - Wicktim, who was rushing over with great momentum, was bounced back instantly as if he had hit an invisible wall, and fell heavily to the ground.

"This...isn't this some kind of joke?" Shalltear, witnessing this hilarious scene, couldn't help but gape in astonishment. Clearly, like Su Yan, she was both surprised and amused by Victim's performance.

Wiktim opened his arms and roared with his eyes wide open: "Don't come near! This is not a place you can set foot in casually!" However, facing his warning, Su Yan just shook his head lightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

Su Yan didn't even glance at Wiktim again, but walked straight towards the stairs leading to the ninth floor. His firm steps seemed to declare his determination and confidence to everyone.

Seeing this, Viktim was enraged. He roared like a mad beast and rushed towards Su Yan at lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, he rammed into Su Yan's back.

However, a surprising scene occurred. Su Yan, as if he had eyes behind him, remained motionless, not even pausing for a moment. Conversely, the moment Viktim's attack struck Su Yan's back, a powerful force rebounded from him, sending him flying backwards.

Shalltear, watching this scene, couldn't help but shake her head slightly. She knew that with Victim's strength, there was no way he could stop Su Yan's advance. So, without hesitation, she followed Su Yan's steps and headed towards the exit together.

By this time, Wiktim had fallen into a state of near madness. As if possessed by some evil force, he completely disregarded his own safety and launched fierce attacks at Su Yan again and again. Each attack was filled with the momentum of a desperate struggle, but the result was always the same—he was mercilessly flung away.

The people around him sighed and shook their heads at Viktim's persistent and futile actions. They couldn't understand why Viktim would be so desperate to challenge an opponent who was clearly much stronger than him. Perhaps this was the power of obsession...

Boom! With a resounding thud, Victim was flung back like a cannonball, crashing at astonishing speed into a massive, solid rock. With a dull thud, the rock even cracked slightly. Victim fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Su Yan heard the noise and quickly turned back to investigate. He frowned slightly at the sight before him. The once aggressive Victim lay motionless on the ground, clearly lifeless. Could it have simply killed him? Su Yan pondered, finding it hard to believe such a weak creature could pose a threat to humans. Could it have been sheer stupidity that led to this fate?

Shalltear, standing nearby, also cast her gaze upon the dead Victim on the ground. A hint of surprise crossed her beautiful face. She seemed perplexed by the little creature's persistence and desperation. At that moment, Su Yan suddenly sensed an extremely terrifying aura slowly emanating from Victim's corpse. It felt like it came from the Nine Netherworlds: cold, dark, and filled with endless murderous intent, it sent a chill down his spine.

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