Moonlight! Blast Them to Pieces!

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(Third update)

The night was dark and forbidding. Deep within the shadowy forest, pairs of dim eyes suddenly opened, glowing orange like oversized light bulbs.

Yang Ming's group had rested for less than an hour before facing another severe challenge.

Closer!

Even closer!

The ground heaved violently as thunderous footsteps approached from afar.

Large swathes of shrubbery were trampled into muddy pits and crushed beneath the following footprints. Birds in the forest took flight in alarm, chirping noisily.

Yang Ming's pupils abruptly contracted. With his Three-Tomoe Sharingan, he saw through the layers of darkness and clearly discerned the scale of the beast tide—it was even larger than during the day!

A familiar figure was the first to charge out. It was the Millennium Soul Beast resembling a Tyrant Dragon that Yang Ming's group had encountered first. It was already close to advancing into a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and its violent aura swept over them like a whirlwind.

Zhao Wuji and Chao Tianxiang had long formed an offensive and defensive alliance. They immediately summoned their Martial Souls and stepped forward to intercept it.

Zhao Wuji's muscles bulged all over his body as he transformed into a devilishly muscular man over two meters tall. Combined with the bald head Yang Ming had previously burned completely clean of hair, he looked just like Saitama reborn.

A large, dazzling golden palm slammed forward like a bulldozer. The air before it was compressed to an extreme density, and wherever the wind pressure passed, even the accumulated fallen leaves on the ground sank several inches.

Chao Tianxiang was no less formidable. She swung her snake-headed staff with both hands, its wooden afterimages flickering in an impressive display.

Originally, the strength of a Soul Saint and a Spirit Emperor was more than enough to handle a