Anyone who could wreck a nest that had sacrificed two million souls had to be pretty formidable, one way or another.
Lu Cang hadn't let his guard down!
All his senses were focused on the enemy, and the invisible defenses around him were already raised to their utmost.
If anything went wrong, all his defenses would erupt in an instant.
Lu Cang's leg came crashing down, but his opponent raised his spear with both hands to block it!
Boom!
The enemy's legs sank beneath him.
The ground cracked!
The ground inside a high-tier nest was far sturdier than the ground in the outside world. Even its rocks and soil were extraordinary.
If low-level class-changers could enter a high-tier nest, they could make a tidy sum just by digging up dirt.
He'd blocked it.
That made sense. If he couldn't even block a probing attack, he'd be as good as dead in this nest.
"Why did you attack me?"
A spear of ice appeared in Lu Cang's right hand!
Boom!
"Skyward Flow—Third Form: Phantom Strike"
Lu Cang didn't use magic. He relied solely on martial technique!
In an instant, countless holes opened through his opponent's body, each one a shadowy void. His body stretched like a black ribbon and curled around Lu Cang.
As his kick came crashing down, Lu Cang had already gleaned information about his opponent.
"Executor of Naraku—Eci"
Creator: ...Orderly Shadow?
When he saw the enemy's creator, Lu Cang also glimpsed a mass of pure, pitch-black shadow in the darkness, somewhere far away.
The shadow split outward.
It spawned one humanoid, beastfolk, and elven creature after another.
This man was himself a kind of shadow.
While Lu Cang questioned him, he gave him no chance to answer. In a flash, Lu Cang slashed at the shadows closing in