Night Fiend's already pale face showed signs of exhaustion. Creating large-scale illusions continuously was simply too draining.
In contrast, Lin Dong remained full of vigor.
"Doesn't this guy ever get tired?"
Night Fiend muttered to himself.
Lin Dong's terrifying Corpse Domain showed no signs of weakening. Instead, it grew fiercer and fiercer, radiating an immense aura.
In truth, this battle was Lin Dong's greatest expenditure yet. He had already used forty percent of his energy, nearly half.
"This won't do. The consumption is too great... This is dangerous if it continues."
Lin Dong silently muttered to himself, feeling very insecure now.
The next instant, his Corpse Domain expanded to its limit, becoming even more powerful. Like a churning sea of blood, it swept forward at high speed and blanketed everything in its path.
Night Fiend's already-shrunken Phantom Spirit Domain was immediately crushed beneath it. Amid booming rumbles, it began to collapse completely.
"Hmm? It got stronger?"
Night Fiend was instantly dumbfounded.
What was going on?
It really was true—whatever he feared most was exactly what came.
Although they both belonged to the Wraith Zombie Archive, Lin Dong was clearly stronger than him. While he could not crush him instantly, he was more than capable of defeating him.
Lin Dong gripped the Stone Tablet and shot forward, carrying the power of his terrifying Corpse Domain. Its pressure spread outward like the cleansing of a natural disaster.
"He's coming..."
Night Fiend was terrified at the sight and hurriedly condensed his mental power.
More than ten ghostly figures immediately manifested before him, rising from the ground.
The towering figures were pitch-black, each dozens of meters tall like colossal giants. They let out savage howls, then swung their Ghost Claws and grabbed at Lin Dong one after another.
Lin Dong leaped into the air,