Returning Breath World, Level 3 Territory
Countless creatures slaughter here; killing is the sole theme of their lives. The corpses of their opponents become resources for advancement, the foundation of their power.
Over the past three hundred years, the number of newborns has exploded, filling the territory with the constant joy of slaughter.
In the center of the territory,
A high mountain that can take in the entire territory.
Instead of a blanket of white snow, the mountaintop was obscured by dark clouds, like a black hat placed on its summit, before an impending storm.
But those dark clouds that carried rain terrified all life. They didn't even dare to look at the mountain peak for more than a second, fearing that they would be doomed if they looked at it for even a second!
That's not a dark cloud.
That was a terrifying catastrophe composed of countless soul skeletons!
It is the most powerful being capable of killing all life within its territory!
Amidst the swirling flight of countless soul skeletons, stood a gigantic black beetle, its entire body gleaming with a metallic sheen.
Its colossal form, exceeding seventy meters in height, emanated a murderous aura from every joint, its terrifying presence amplified by the dark, cloud-like skull.
Under the sunlight, glimpses of the menacing beetle's scales and claws occasionally appear; without any words, the sight is synonymous with terror!
The beetle lay on the mountaintop, the original peak of which he had neatly sheared away. Amidst the howls of two hundred thousand soul skeletons, the beetle slept soundly!
He is the master of this territory, a terrifying Level 3 being, and a stepping stone for countless lives to advance, whom they yearn to kill.
Any level three creature that can kill this terrifying and ferocious beetle and devour everything in it will have its own opportunity for advancement!
Over the decades, countless level-three creatures have come to hunt it, but the terrifying beetle still sleeps soundly!
Below the mountain peak, in a blind spot, lurked dozens of eerie creatures exuding a terrifying aura.
Their bodies were stitched with various limbs, their grotesque appearance resembling the most terrifying creatures crawling out of a nightmare.
If any living being were to see them, they would surely gasp in shock. There were thirty-two hideous and bizarre creatures in total, each of them a powerful Level 3 being and the lord of all the surrounding territories.
Normally, these lords would be sworn enemies, cursing each other so badly that they would choke to death on their own breath. Unexpectedly, they have all gathered here today.
This situation is tantamount to shaking hands and drinking with one's father's killer!
Instead of the usual life-or-death struggle they used to have, they tacitly turned their gaze to the dark clouds above the mountain peak.
Like the other level-three creatures that came here before them, they were all after the enormous beetle atop the mountain!
But looking at the black cloud composed of two hundred thousand souls, it was a symbol of strength, and also the reason why they had hesitated to act after gathering their strongest power.
"It's unbelievable that Black Soluo has grown to this level in just a few decades. If it weren't for advancing to the Lord of Souls, I would never have come here," a level three ugly being murmured.
Although he lowered his voice and reduced the frequency of his vocal cord vibration, a slight tremor could still be heard in his voice.
He was afraid, he was terrified!
" Banbote, if you're scared, you can leave now. We can kill Black Soluo just like you do."
Hearing the tremor in Banbote's voice, a level-three creature who usually didn't get along with him said disdainfully.
"I am afraid. It's not shameful to be afraid of such a powerful life form, but you, a defeated opponent Xiamate, dare to speak so arrogantly here. Who gave you the audacity?"
Banbote was terrified of Black Soluo atop the mountain, but he showed no fear of other creatures, especially Xiamate, whom he had repeatedly defeated. A murderous intent surged within him as he spoke, ready to kill the one who had mocked him.
Killing was an instinct ingrained in their blood; their will constantly urged them to fight.
Seeing that Banbote was about to make a move, Xiamate refused to yield and immediately assumed a fighting stance, his soul energy surging, ready to engage Banbote in a fierce battle right there.
"Stop! Stop! If you don't want to participate in the hunting plan, you can leave now and devour each other anywhere. If you want to stay here and continue participating in the plan, all of you better be quiet."
Just as Banbote and Xiamate were about to make their move, the other level-three ugly creatures were enraged. They had finally waited for Black Soluo to fall asleep, making it the easiest time for a sneak attack in over a decade.
If the plan falls apart before it even begins because of those two, they will vent their anger at not killing Black Soluo on them.
Faced with the rage of thirty men of equal rank, Banbote and Xiamate remained motionless, their eyes still locked in a fierce battle, their gazes seemingly locked in combat, but their killing intent was completely concealed.
Faced with the opportunity to advance to the Lord of Souls level, they can temporarily spare any enemy!
"If we can advance to the Lord of Souls by killing Black Soluo, how will we divide the final blow among so many of us?" Banbote asked, looking at the glimpses of Black Soluo's body that could be seen from time to time on the mountaintop.
There is only one Black Soluo, and only the person who kills him can advance. There are thirty-two of them here, which means that thirty-one cannot advance.
The thirty-two level-three bizarre creatures looked at each other, each wanting the final chance to kill, but none of them would give up this opportunity for advancement to someone else.
The difference of just one level represents the ultimate goal they've pursued in their entire lives!
Just one level difference, and it's like two completely different worlds!
"There's no need to divide this up. Even if we did, it wouldn't make a difference. Whoever gets it first keeps it," Xiamate whispered.
These people came together because of the hunt for Black Soluo. When they met outside, they had no choice but to fight to the death; no one could trust anyone else.
Even if you make a promise now, no one else will believe it, not even the person making the promise themselves!
"Okay, it's settled then."
"Let's do it."
The thirty-two level-three bizarre creatures vanished instantly, having already charged towards the giant beetle beneath the black clouds atop the mountain.
When thirty-two Level 3 bizarre creatures appeared atop the mountain and unleashed their attacks on Black Soluo Black Soluo, he finally sensed the energy surge and opened his sleepy eyes.
When he saw the thirty-two level-three ugly creatures, he didn't react to their attack; instead, a look of annoyance appeared on his lips, like being woken up by buzzing mosquitoes while sleeping soundly.
Despite being attacked by these level-three bizarre creatures, he slightly swung his forelimbs, and his army of soul skeletons, like a black cloud, split into thirty-two teams and charged towards them.
Each soul skeleton has a ferocious expression, as if it is telling endless hatred. They are constantly wailing every moment, which is torture that they can never escape.
They suffered so much pain in their lives that hatred for the world was etched deep into their souls.
When controlled to attack enemies, they unleash their most terrifying side, inflicting their endless suffering on others.
Thirty-two level-three bizarre creatures had already unleashed their attacks on Black Soluo. They were overjoyed as the attacks struck, for no creature could withstand the simultaneous assault of thirty-two level-three beings.
They had made up many plans in private, but they never expected that putting them into action would be so simple and easy.
Black Soluo did not move his body, nor did he dodge or defend himself; he simply let their attacks hit him.
The attacks here encompass all types of attacks, from soul attacks to various elemental attacks, as well as physical attacks.
Now all we need to do is see which attack ended Black Soluo's life!
However, when these attacks struck Black Soluo, apart from a few metallic clanging sounds, no other sound was produced.
Black Soluo showed no signs of injury; its thick black carapace provided superior defense, blocking all attacks.
As for those soul attacks, the beetle was asleep and could be attacked without being harmed in the slightest.
After commanding the attack of 200,000 soul skeletons, Black Soluo had no other means of attack and quietly watched these level threes.
The thirty-two level-three creatures stared in horror at the completely unharmed beetle. This was not what they had expected; how could it be completely unscathed?
But by the time they wanted to launch a second wave of attacks, it was too late. The army of soul skeletons had already reached them, and they could only deal with these soul skeletons first.
However, they were not afraid, because their soul attacks were enough to inflict devastating damage on these soul skeletons.
In their previous calculations, they thought they could eliminate all these soul skeletons in just a dozen or so breaths.
Without the army of soul puppets, they have many more ways to kill Black Soluo!
"This is..."
"How is that possible...?"
"This isn't right..."
" Black Soluo, you..."
The moment they clashed, these level three warriors sensed something was wrong, because the soul skeletons controlled by Black Soluo weren't low-level souls; they were all level two or higher, with a third of them even being level three souls!
130,000 level-two souls and 70,000 level-three souls.
Where did Black Soluo go to kill so many level two and level three monsters?
Let alone killing Level 3, they've never seen so many Level 3s before.
I initially thought they were just some low-level, level 1 soul skeletons, but I never expected there to be so many level 2 and 3 soul puppets! Their attack damage didn't even reach the expected 10%!!
If they had known that Black Soluo controlled such powerful souls, they would never have come to hunt Black Soluo down; they would have run as far away as possible.
Amidst cries of disbelief and terror, their attacks struck the army of soul skeletons like stones thrown into a river, creating a splash before vanishing without a trace. The massive army of soul skeletons, accompanied by eerie howls, pierced through their bodies in an instant.
Black Soluo would never tell him that there are billions of souls in the Shadow Space for him to choose from.
Although most of them were level one souls, there were far too many level two and three souls. If he weren't afraid of attracting the attention of those with ulterior motives, he would have exchanged all 200,000 souls for level three souls.
If it weren't for the fact that our strength doesn't allow it, we still have dozens of level four souls!!