Ha Luosa took the lead, gray currents of death swirling around him as though alive, spreading forward like a plague.
Wherever they passed, whether sturdy alloy walls, automated defensive Soul Tools, or Green Skull Soul Masters daring to step forward and block the way, all silently decayed, collapsed, and turned to ash the instant they touched those gray currents, as if every trace of life force had been drained from them.
In this unstoppable manner, he carved out a path of death leading straight to the heart of the base for those behind him.
Before long, the group advanced with unstoppable force, reaching the deepest part of the Underground Base—the core area permeated by an extremely yin and frigid aura.
When Lu Jun and the others entered the final hall, the sight before them and the aura they sensed made their expressions harden.
A vast, dense, bone-chilling aura of extreme yin and cold flowed and surged through the spacious underground chamber like a living thing. It was as though invisible Ice Crystals had condensed in the air, sinister and piercingly cold enough to make even one's soul tremble.
Several figures stood solemnly upon an open area at the center of the hall, where a strange formation had been inscribed. Powerful Soul Power Fluctuations radiated from each of them. They were all Titled Douluo-level beings—the true upper-echelon combat strength assembled here by the Green Skull Organization—and were clearly presiding over some evil ritual.
Lu Jun and the others' sudden intrusion instantly alerted them.
Seeing that these uninvited guests had broken through layer after layer of defenses and invaded the very core of the base, the Green Skull Titled Douluos guarding the ritual were both shocked and furious.
At once, three Titled Douluos narrowed their eyes and stepped forward simultaneously, launching attacks