God-Tier Corpse Final Gamble!

At a single command, everyone sprang into action. Meng Chuan's gaze swept over them.

The Mind-Intent Magnetic Field descended in an instant, planting optical discs in everyone's eyes, like invisible contact lenses placed over their pupils.

They did not enhance vision, but allowed the wearer to refract even the faintest traces of visible light in dark environments.

Beside him, Huijue, captain of Team Four, rubbed his slightly reddened eyes. Seeing Meng Chuan's concerned look, he gave a helpless smile. "Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk has never worn such things before. I've also been cultivating the Heavenly Eye divine ability recently, and my eyes have been acting up. It's nothing—I'll get used to it once we enter the mountain."

Everyone had to wear these optical discs, because the Demon Mountain nest was a typical [Night Without Borders] celestial phenomenon.

With Thunder Eye, which had undergone several mutations, Meng Chuan did not need technological assistance to see everything clearly within the Demon Nest. But his team members did.

Otherwise, they would be blind as bats inside the Demon Nest. How were they supposed to fight?

The main force began climbing the mountain.

At the entrance to the mountain stood an aged yet overwhelmingly imposing figure, gripping a spear in one hand and barring the air before them.

Terrifying imagery capable of tearing heaven and earth filled the space around him, as though he had just fought a great battle in the mountains before hurrying here to await them.

Having broken through the seventh limit by courting death to find life, Li Wenshu's aura was nothing like that of someone who had merely entered the Martial Saint realm. Just like Sui Chunqiu back then, once he shattered the Great Limit, he became one of the powerhouses among those at the seventh limit.

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