Yin-Yang Corpse Immortal, Casting Spring's Glory in Youth... Xu Lang Reappears!

Song Fei's enthusiasm was so infectious that it infected all the spectators.

With the fire of our reason, let us burn away all sophistry!

This is the motto of the Strange Tales Building.

Every Dormitory Building participating in the Dormitory Building competition has this motto engraved on its wall.

"The players of the Strange Tales Building are truly insane! To become a new god, that's a very lofty ambition!"

"As far as I know, the Strange Tales Building is a Dormitory Building with a very poor ecosystem!"

"A high mortality rate means high returns. The Strange Tales Building might actually be a decent Dormitory Building, suitable for the strong!"

"Purgatory is still not enough, they lost already. But what's going on with Song Fei? Did he ban himself?"

"The Mad King Building? Never even heard of it, it's just a roadside stall."

Song Fei's move was very effective; all the players now had a higher opinion of the Strange Tales Building.

Although he knew he had won, the bandaged man wasn't particularly happy; instead, he felt heavy-hearted.

He said to the man dressed like a corporate slave, "Old Xue, I want you to turn Song Fei into a corpse, to make him completely dead."

The man, dressed like a typical office worker, glanced at his watch, looking like he was in a hurry to get to work. "Song Fei is likely to transform into a powerful Strange Tale. Aren't you going to utilize him? That's probably his wish too, isn't it?"

The bandaged man shook his head:

"Song Fei has been tormented so badly by Strange Tale, how could he possibly want to become Strange Tale?"

"Although the struggle between us has never stopped."

"But whether it's you, me, or him, I hope we can all leave with some dignity."

The man, dressed like a typical office worker, shook his head. "I refuse."

"Why?!"

"Because such emotions are meaningless, it's more practical to make him a Strange Tale and strengthen the Strange Tales Building."

You bastard!

"Thank you for the compliment!!"

The bandaged man and the Blood-Clad Man never doubted that Song Fei would lose.

Because they knew how powerful the Blood Casket was.

However, when the Mad King Building Player saw that only Song Fei remained in the arena, they all panicked.

Because they didn't know how incredibly lucky Xu Lang was.

If all 300,000 Nightmare Coins were used for enhancement, even a toy gun might be able to kill Song Fei with a single shot.

"Where is Xu Lang?" Cao Yaxuan asked, her face filled with panic and confusion.

"Lang Ge won't..." Xu Xiaomeng covered her ears tightly with her hands, extremely afraid of hearing the voice announcing the winner of the Arena.

Wang Yazhi's expression was heavy, her cold eyes rapidly scanning every corner of the Arena. Although Song Fei had declared victory, she did not believe that Xu Lang would lose.

Tong Qi, Zhen Lu, Xu Ruyan, Han Jisoo, Shirley, Red Butterfly, Gu Ya, and other girls were struck dumb.

The expressions of Wu Huihui, Zheng Kai, Bai Wuya, Li Shuwen, and other Mad King Building Player were almost frozen.

It's over!

It's all over!

With Xu Lang dead, the entire Dormitory 200 will soon collapse, followed by the entire Dormitory Building!

Meanwhile, some Mad King Building Player were also excited.

They firmly believed that once Xu Lang died, the difficulty of the game at Mad King Building would be greatly reduced.

The contestants were positioned in the Arena, where they could hear the discussions from all the spectators. A figure, resembling Demon God, descended gracefully and calmly from the black vortex.

The audience outside the venue were all drawn to this figure, who was reciting aloud.

"Have you finished talking?"

"Who told you I was dead?"

The two questions, neither serious nor trivial, resonated like thunder in the hearts of all the viewers!

"This is Purgatory? He's not dead yet!?"

"It's not over yet! The Duel isn't over!"

"Holy crap, Purgatory is still alive! No wonder the Arena hasn't announced the winner!"

The gasps and shouts surged like ocean waves above the Arena.

All the players in the Strange Tales Building stood up, staring in disbelief at the figure standing in mid-air.

Xu Lang's new transformation form is even cooler than before, with a majestic figure and black and white energies intertwined around him, giving him an even stronger god-like and demonic aura.

Despite his boasting, Xu Lang didn't neglect his serious business.

He stared at Song Fei below, who was undergoing a transformation, his hands raised high, his black and white sleeves sliding down to reveal two jade-like arms, completely different from their former withered and aged appearance.

"Yin-Yang Power - Sword Waterfall!"

Above Song Fei's head, countless black and white swords, like splashes of ink, condensed in the sky and then suddenly fell down, looking like a circular, inverted waterfall!

"No!!!" the bandaged man screamed in a frenzy.

The aura contained within the sword waterfall was extremely mysterious, giving him a sense of unfathomable mystery.

The unknown means danger!

Xu Lang is now terrifyingly strong.

[Yin-Yang Corpse Immortal Transformation Card]

[Type: Permanent Item]

[Level: 15]

[Rarity: Epic]

[Attributes: Constitution 350, Spirit 250]

[Skills: Yin Yang Power (Epic), Yang Pole Creation (Epic), Yin Pole Death Calamity (Mythic), Ethereal Tracelessness (Mythic), Bone-Splitting Domain Seal (Rare)]

[Effect: Upon use, the user transforms into Yin-Yang Corpse Immortal, gaining corresponding skills and attributes. Duration: 5 minutes. Cooldown: 30 minutes.]

[Introduction: A Corpse Immortal who has mastered the mysteries of Yin and Yang, where Yin dies and Yang is born, and Yang dies and Yin is born, life and death are reversed, and one is neither born nor dies, neither dies nor perishes, neither destroyed nor decayed.]

[Yin-Yang Power: Consumes mental or physical energy to generate Yin-Yang power that can transform into various forms]

[Yang Pole Creation: 90% of the damage received can be converted into timely attributes or used to heal oneself]

[Yin Pole Death Calamity: Extreme Yin power reduces the target's defense and deals true damage]

[Ethereal Tracelessness: Reduces spatial distance and shortens movement distance]

A barrage of extremely Yin sword strikes brought Song Fei's defenses to rock bottom. The sword formation lasted for ten seconds at a time, and Song Fei was beyond dead.

Xu Lang stood in the air, supported by the power of Yin and Yang beneath his feet. With a flick of his long finger, the waterfall of swords in the sky vanished in an instant. Then, a flying sword shot out, piercing through Song Fei's chest and taking him flying as well.

That combo was so cool, it drew gasps from the audience.

As the momentum created by the sword formation subsided, Cao Yaxuan and the others' ecstatic voices reached Xu Lang's ears.

They snapped out of their shock, bursting into tears of joy; their hearts, which had been dormant for countless times, trembled once more.

"You are worthy to die under my chains!"

After transforming, Xu Lang's voice became powerful yet ethereal, which was quite unique.

The Scarlet Shepherd Lock flew out, grabbed Song Fei, and began to extract his resources.

With Song Fei dead and the Arena potentially closing at any moment, Scarlet Shepherd Lock exploited him relentlessly, turning him into a dried-up corpse in the blink of an eye.

Even though what you extract might not be able to take out of the Arena, it would be a shame not to give up.

Just then, a crane cried out.

The spirits of the two cranes flew out of Song Fei's body and plunged into Xu Lang's chest.

The cranes flew at an incredible speed, appearing as two streaks of light to outsiders. However, Xu Lang still had time to use his Nightmare Eye to scan them and, after confirming there was no danger, he did not dodge.