"What happened?"

"I don't know! Was it an earthquake?"

An earthquake occurred in a dungeon? That's unheard of!

...

Shen Yi and Wu Yong stood on guard, occasionally hearing complaints and panic from professionals carried on the wind.

"It seems the entire instance is experiencing this turmoil." Wu Yong's expression was somewhat grave.

"You're really lucky."

Shen Yi gave Wu Yong a meaningful look, implying that whenever Wu Yong was about to get to the most important part, something unexpected would always happen.

Shen Yi even suspected that Wu Yong was behind these accidents.

Of course, Wu Yong could not possibly go to such lengths.

Immediately afterwards, a semi-transparent phantom appeared in the sky above the instance.

The phantom was enormous, almost covering the entire sky of the instance, which meant that it could be seen from all angles.

"Isn't that... Chief Ye?"

Wu Yong's eyes widened; he clearly recognized the phantom floating in mid-air.

Ye Dingtian, the leader of the Jiangdong School Alliance and the head of the Ye family!

"Notify all professionals within the instance."

Ye Dingtian was impeccably dressed in a suit, his eyes calm yet sharp.

"The instance has mutated. I repeat, the instance has mutated."

"The mechanism of being teleported out of the instance due to a fatal injury in the instance rules will no longer exist."

One word.

It stirred up huge waves!

"What? People die in dungeons?"

"Are you kidding me! Aren't we in the newbie dungeon?!"

"What on earth happened?!"

Some people, however, had already learned this rule by stepping over the corpses of their teammates.

"Is it because of the miasma?"

"I told you this debuff was weird! Wang Ling, she... she just died like that..."

Ye Dingtian continued, "Therefore, this beginner dungeon will be officially changed to an Iron-level dungeon."

"The points leaderboard rules are no longer applicable."

"The main tasks of all professionals have changed."

"Survive in the dungeon."

Then, Ye Dingtian's projection distorted, and eventually, even his voice became indistinct.

His form slowly dissipated.

"Are you kidding me! This is a Black Iron-level dungeon! I don't want to die!"

"I want to get out...I want to live..."

"Easy for you to say. Survive in this dungeon? The monsters have mutated, and most of us aren't even level ten!"

Complaints, fear, sorrow...

You can hear this sound everywhere in the dungeon!

...

Inside the misty swamp.

"It seems the higher-ups already know about this."

A tall, thick-browed man frowned. "Chief Ye didn't say what the solution would be?"

"Isn't this the same as saying nothing at all!"

Another baby-faced girl sighed, "It's not like we didn't say anything at all; at least we don't have to notify everyone one by one."

"Yes." The thick-browed man sneered repeatedly. "Thanks to Chief Ye, most of the professionals in the entire instance have fallen into panic. I wonder how many more professionals will have to sacrifice themselves in vain after this!"

“You don’t have to put it so harshly,” the two girls said, frowning. “At least, they won’t commit suicide just because they want to leave the instance, and they did indeed inform all the professionals in the instance of the most important information.”

"Are you saying that Chief Ye wasn't wasting his time? He was actually useful?" The thick-browed man spat. "I really thank him! He only spread panic but didn't say how to solve it! Should I thank him for telling everyone information that we already knew?"

"He doesn't need to say how to solve it."

Just then, a man spoke.

He was tall and strong, with slightly dark skin, regular features, and an undisguised arrogance between his brows.

"Sun Jitian!" The thick-browed man gritted his teeth. "Zuo Zheng is dead! Because of their damned mistake! Do you want me to turn a blind eye? Or do you want me to forget about Zuo Zheng!"

"Wang Shuaichen, that's enough!" the baby-faced girl said in a deep voice, "Zuo Zheng is dead, we are all very sad, not just you!"

"Our most important goal right now is to kill that Misty Corpse Demon!"

"Chief Ye, there's no need to tell me how to solve it."

Sun Jitian did not pursue Wang Shuaichen's extreme words, but instead repeated what he had just said.

"No need to say anything?" Wang Shuaichen gritted his teeth. "Then what should he do? He should rescue everyone in the instance!"

The baby-faced girl fell into deep thought. "Jitian... do you mean that Chief Ye will handle this matter?"

Sun Jitian shook his head. "I don't know."

"But Chief of Staff Ye did not provide a solution, which means that, for now, we only have one solution."

"Kill the Fog-Infested Corpse Demon and end this instance."

"If he revealed a solution, saying 'the dungeon will end once the Misty Corpse Demon is killed,' then what will happen inside the dungeon afterward?"

Wang Shuaichen, who was just full of anger, suddenly fell silent.

If Ye Dingtian had mentioned this solution earlier...

what happens?

Under the immense pressure of fear, all professionals will frantically rush into the Misty Swamp!

The result was unimaginable casualties!

"I'm just glad that Chief Ye wasn't as stupid as you, otherwise we'd never be able to get rid of the Fog Corpse Demon in our lifetime!" The baby-faced girl sneered repeatedly.

"you!"

Wang Shuaichen glared at the baby-faced girl, then promptly bowed.

"I apologize to everyone for my actions just now!"

"Shi Ruotong, Wang Shuaichen has apologized, so let's leave it at that."

Shi Ruotong simply spread her hands and said, "I agree with Sun Jitian. Instead of arguing, we should think about how to get rid of this misty corpse demon."

"At least, with our capabilities, we have no way to deal with this Misty Corpse Demon."

"I have less than a quarter of my mana left, so I can only use minor spells."

After a series of battles, the opponent was still that mysterious and powerful Corpse Demon with strange abilities.

Let alone dealing with the Fog-Infested Corpse Demon, even keeping the team intact was extremely difficult for them.

In this situation, solving the problem of the Fog-Smoke Corpse Demon is simply a pipe dream.

“I’ve thought of someone.” Wang Shuaichen took a deep breath. “The Mist Corpse Demon. At least it has one of the attributes of poison, darkness, or immortality.”

"Regardless of the attribute, it's countered by the Holy attribute, right?"

"In that case, why don't we just go find a professional with the Saint attribute?"

“Huabo is already doing this.” Shi Ruotong pursed her lips. “I just hope he can come back soon, otherwise we will be completely wiped out.”

Wang Shuaichen shook his head. "Not enough. I'm referring to Saint-attribute professionals."

Shi Ruotong rolled her eyes. "Where are we going to find a Saint-attribute professional in this dungeon?"

"I know that someone must be of holy nature, but I'm not sure if she's still alive."