A Bitter Battle

Boom!

Several slender, razor-sharp shell limbs suddenly extended from the black miasma, plunging fiercely into the ground. Then, under the attacks of the three, they braced a massive body and lifted it upright.

It had completely switched forms.

"That really hurt..."

"But there won't be any pain from here on out!"

"This was condensed from the skin and shells of countless trial-takers... Your attacks will never break through my solid defenses!"

"Now, die beneath my charge and crushing weight!!!"

The Long Slumbering Soul let out a savage roar. Its thin limbs carried its fortress-like body as it charged toward Li Miao and the others.

In an instant, the ground shook more violently than ever. Dust and shattered stone flew everywhere, and the surging assault was enough to shake the mind.

Its "chassis" was extremely low, almost flush against the ground. It was like an iron plow, constantly tearing up the earth beneath it.

Gulp!

"Holy shit, a Dayun Pro Max!"

"If that hits us, we'll be flattened into pancakes!"

Landfall's scalp went numb.

Fortunately, this time he was no longer the enemy's primary target. The Long Slumbering Soul was going after Li Miao, who was closest to it.

"Fuck, why does this boss have so much goddamn nonsense to say?"

Li Miao cursed inwardly as he dodged.

By this point in the fight, although it was still unclear which side would ultimately win, he had more or less grasped the enemy's overall strength.

In short—it could be fought, but it would be difficult.

Leaving aside its endless bloodline abilities, the sheer thickness of its health alone was enough to show that this would be an extremely drawn-out battle.

And the longer the battle lasted, the less the scales of victory would tilt in their favor.

After all, even though the