The twelfth floor was cleared in just two minutes, thanks to the help of the little dumpling, a speed that surpassed the previous fastest speed of clearing the fourth floor.
This layer provided Jiang Yuan with nearly 50,000 marks of the dead. He couldn't imagine how many lives had been buried in this underground palace—hundreds of thousands? Or millions? Behind each mark of the dead he obtained was a life, and these once vibrant lives were now endlessly reincarnating in this simulated underworld, unable to transcend.
"Soul Refining Pot!"
Jiang Yuan absorbed the massive death energy of the undead into the Soul Refining Pot to prevent Little Fatty from suffering secondary damage.
"Little Fatty, take this pill, it will make you feel better!" Jiang Yuan handed a snow ginseng pill to Little Fatty's mouth.
Little Fatty barely opened his eyes and mumbled, "I should have listened to you and not been greedy for that little bit of advantage!"
He was one of those who absorbed a lot of death energy. After all, absorbing death energy alone could increase one's energy by thousands of points, so why not? That's why he collapsed on the twelfth floor and couldn't continue following the Desire Rabbit.
"I'll have Xiao Tuanzi stay here to take care of you. I'll go down and find Yu Tu and the others!" Jiang Yuan said in a deep voice.
"Brother Yuan, you've wiped out all the undead here, what danger could I possibly be in? You should let Little Dumpling come with you!" Little Dumpling joked, enduring the pain.
"The danger here isn't the undead!" Jiang Yuan said meaningfully. "Besides, Little Dumpling's attributes are predominantly yang, so it's not suitable for it to venture deep into the underground palace!"
Just then, the little dumpling let out a low growl, and Jiang Yuan immediately became alert. The little dumpling was simply reacting instinctively because it sensed a threat.
"Bai Qi?" Jiang Yuan focused his attention. He remembered that Longshan and the others on the first level had been assimilated into undead, and now Xiaopang and Xiaotuanzi might very well experience the same thing.
Sure enough, a deathly aura, as black as ink, appeared.
"Are you trying to drive everyone around me to their deaths?!" Jiang Yuan was furious. He had experienced being a jinx since childhood, so he cherished every friend who appeared in his life.
"The path of killing has no room for emotion!"
A cacophony of laughter rang out, its slightly mocking words echoing across the twelfth floor.
"Go to hell! I've never chosen your path of killing!" Jiang Yuan practically cursed aloud.
But the curses received no response at all; Bai Qi released his death aura and then fell silent.
"Waaah!"
The little dumpling's low growl was mixed with suppressed rage, as if the death aura had begun to invade its soul and affect its mind. However, because it possessed the True Martial Battle Body and was also a divine beast, it was still relatively controllable for the time being.
However, Little Fatty was in a bad state. Death energy recklessly entered his body, and black death energy was being released from his 100,000 pores.
"Little Fatty!" Jiang Yuan called out anxiously, eager to know if Little Fatty was alright.
"Brother Yuan, run...run!"
The chubby boy's face was contorted in a ferocious expression. After uttering those words, he was assimilated into a half-undead state.
"Boss, I can't hold on much longer either!" The little dumpling's originally clear black and white eyes were now red, which was enough to prove how much pressure it was under at this moment.
"Palace Spirit, you son of a bitch!"
Jiang Yuan slammed his fist into the ground, but anger couldn't solve the problem. The undead-like Fatty had lost control and attacked Jiang Yuan, his huge shield hurtling towards his head.
Jiang Yuan was very familiar with this attack; it was Little Fatty's trump card—the Holy Imperial Strike.
Damn it!
Jiang Yuan dared not make a move. He could only pull the little dumpling away. If he made a move, it would mean that one of them would be injured, and with his combat strength, the one who would be injured would definitely be the little dumpling.
However, he also knew that avoiding battle would not solve the problem. Because of Bai Qi's intervention, if he wanted to enter the next level, he would have to kill all the undead on this level, which meant he would have to kill Little Fatty.
Boom! The meteorite shield slammed down again, and this time Jiang Yuan couldn't dodge in time and was knocked off balance.
"You want me to follow the path you've laid out for me? I'll refuse today!"
Jiang Yuan's body was bleeding profusely; Little Fatty was already strong enough to break through his defenses. "Little dumpling, transform into True Martial Battle Body! We'll fight our way to the eighteenth floor with brute force!"
"Boss, if this is the last time Little Dumpling will fight alongside you, then!" Little Dumpling's body grew larger, and as it raised its beast head, the aura of the king of beasts emanated from it. "Let's fight to our hearts' content!"
"True Martial Battle Body!"
"Gods' War!"
The man and the bear simultaneously bypassed the chubby boy and then slammed into the ground together, trying to break the cage with brute force.
Crack! The two beings, each at the pinnacle of their respective races' talents, attacked together, and the result was unexpectedly successful.
The twelfth level shattered, revealing an entrance to the thirteenth level of the underworld.
"Walk!"
With a low shout, Jiang Yuan led the little dumpling into the thirteenth floor, while the chubby boy, whose life force was being corrupted by death energy, followed closely behind.
Jiang Yuan entered the thirteenth floor, but unexpectedly, Yu Tu was nowhere to be seen on this floor either.
"Is this woman really that strong?" Jiang Yuan's thoughts were starting to get chaotic. He could imagine that if Yu Tu were also corrupted by the deathly aura of the undead, the pressure he would face would be immense.
He didn't fully understand Yu Tu's strength, but he knew a lot about it. This woman wasn't good at fighting head-on, but she was good at manipulating people's mentality. Besides, he was a man, and he was naturally at her mercy when facing her who possessed the Heavenly Charm Body.
"Boss, the enemy has appeared!" After transforming into its battle form, the little dumpling lost some of its cuteness but gained a bit more domineering aura—this was the aura of a divine beast.
"Kill all the undead in the underground palace, and kill any humans who have been assimilated, but whatever you do, do not destroy their bodies and souls!" Jiang Yuan instructed.
"Then we'll leave the assimilated humans to the boss. After all, no one is perfect under our fists, that's an ironclad rule!" The little dumpling grinned, but its smile looked unusually ferocious at the moment.
"Alright, kill them!"
The battle began, and this time there were an unusually large number of mercenaries, each carrying at least 3,500 units of energy. The added power of death energy made them fearless and ruthless, making it no longer easy to resolve the battle.
On the eighteenth floor of the underground palace, two illusory figures were watching the battle on the thirteenth floor.
"Tomb Spirit, are you really going to let him kill everyone around him?"
"If I could, I'd be willing to do that! Unfortunately, this guy won't let us have our way so easily!"
"I've just crossed paths with him a few times. Although he is indeed a genius, I don't think he's as extraordinary as you and Lord Bingzhu make him out to be!"
"Yeah?"
"Indeed, his killing intent is impure, and the energy within his body is condensed but not solid. Compared to ordinary people, he might be considered an outstanding individual, but to surpass Lord Bingzhu is almost impossible!"
"The eyes may deceive, but the results will not! We just need to wait and see!"
Although the spirit was smiling, the deeper meaning behind his smile was hard to fathom.
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