Avenging the Monastery Master!

Seemingly seeing that the outcome was decided, the giant, half-naked and wielding a giant sword, leaped out of the cave and launched a final charge towards Daoist Xuanzhen!

"Die!" It raised its giant sword high, its violent Dou Qi condensing, the blade tearing through the air and emitting a piercing shriek.

But in that instant, Daoist Xuanzhen's gaze became as still as an ancient well, and he pointed his right fingertip heavily at the center of his brow.

His Daoist robe billowed, his vital energy suddenly withered, and the flying sword circling in the sky hummed loudly, its sharp sword light flowing like a silver river, instantly traversing space and appearing behind the giant city lord.

"Ding~"

The giant city lord's sword-wielding movement suddenly froze. A thin line of blood slowly seeped from its neck, then suddenly expanded, and scalding blood gushed out like a spring.

The giant's massive head crashed to the ground, while the headless corpse lunged forward three steps before its knees slammed heavily into the cracked earth. The enormous body collapsed to its knees, the greatsword slipping from its grasp and embedding itself in the scorched earth, sending up a ripple of blackened sand.

The clouds in the sky suddenly stopped, Lin Xu's shocked expression froze for that instant.

The entire battlefield seemed to have been paused. The chaotic military camps, the fleeing monsters and Daoist soldiers, and the shattered earth were filled with headless giant corpses spewing hot blood.

As Daoist Xuanzhen's soul teetered on the brink of collapse, he glanced one last time at the sky. In the instant his gaze met Lin Xu's, filled with shock and anger, a slight smile appeared on his lips, as if he had found relief, or perhaps entrusted something to someone else.

On the withered corpse, a seal transformed into a stream of light and flew towards Lin Xu. He subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, and the jade seal felt warm and smooth to the touch.

The next moment, a gentle breeze swept across the scorched earth, and the remaining soul light of Daoist Xuanzhen flickered like a candle flame, suddenly transforming into specks of starlight that drifted away with the wind between heaven and earth.

"Master~" Lin Xu's throat moved, but he couldn't speak for a moment.

The wind swept away the clouds, leaving only the stench of blood lingering on the scorched earth.

"Master?" The black tiger demon beside him seemed puzzled, yet also seemed to be reminding him.

Lin Xu steadied Spirit Calming and glanced at the chaotic battlefield.

At this moment, the monster army in the dungeon had been completely wiped out, while the Dao soldiers and cultivators who had been scattered in the previous battle were gathering in twos and threes, their eyes fixed on Lin Xu in the sky.

"Greetings, Abbot!" Li Xuanfeng, the only remaining true disciple on the battlefield, soared into the air, glanced at the jade seal, and bowed to Lin Xu from afar.

Upon seeing this, the remaining soldiers and cultivators all knelt on one knee, their armor clanging, their voices like a tidal wave. "Greetings, Abbot!"

In a flash, the Source Fire, shaped like a spirit lamp, flickered erratically. The massive amount of Source Fire suddenly surged, making Lin Xu's pupils appear like fire.

This is an unusual phenomenon that occurred after he took over the position of Abbot of Xuanwei Monastery Temple, when he absorbed the Source Fire, which served as a symbol of power.

The personal panel popped up, and the identity column quietly changed, with the words "[Master of Xuanwei Monastery Temple]" prominently replacing "[Master of the Incense Offering Hall]".

Lin Xu hovered in mid-air, his gaze sweeping over the wreckage and lingering smoke. "Clean up the battlefield, aid the wounded, collect the remains of fallen comrades, and take stock of the losses."

He paused, his gaze turning to the remains of the Daoist Xuanzhen with a complex expression.

The abbot was actually a very kind person; after all, he gave him everything he wanted.

"We have one last thing to do after we've prepared for battle!" His gaze suddenly turned cold and sharp, and he spoke each word with deliberation, "Avenge the Abbot and all our fallen comrades!"

"Revenge! Revenge!"

Roars echoed across the shattered battlefield.

Lin Xu knew that the great battle had only temporarily come to an end, and the final battle was not yet over.

Although the dungeon is now empty, as long as the Dungeon Heart remains, the city will soon be revived.

"We must take advantage of the time before the giant city lord is resurrected to completely destroy this city!" He turned his gaze to the giant's corpse.

A golden treasure chest floated silently above the scorched earth. The chest was a dazzling golden color, and its surface was engraved with complex runes, making it mysterious and luxurious.

This was the first time Lin Xu had ever seen a gold-grade treasure chest. A thought struck him, and he took out a stick of Incense Fire Heaven Silver and cast Wish Art: "Draw the most valuable item from the chest!"

With the fluctuations of a great will, the golden treasure chest opens.

A grayish-black egg lay quietly at the bottom of the box. Lin Xu took it out and saw that the egg was nearly a meter long, and its surface emanated a strong life force, faintly emitting a heartbeat-like pulsation.

Item: Three-Headed Lizard Dragon Rank: Gold Legendary Type: Creature Incubator Effect: After blood binding Three-Headed Lizard Dragon will hatch. The young dragon will grow into Legendary Nine-Headed Dragon. Description: Hatchling, Young Dragon, Juvenile Dragon, Teen Dragon, Young Adult Dragon, Adult Dragon, Ancient Dragon, Primordial Dragon

Ancient Dragon, Ancestral Dragon, can you really live to see the final stage of its evolution?

"A giant beast egg!" Lin Xu gasped, his heart pounding with excitement.

War behemoths are the most advanced war resources in the Spirit Realm. They come in a variety of types and are known for their enormous size and overwhelming combat power.

Take the Manticore from the previous dungeon as an example. On the panel, it is only a level 12 creature, but its actual combat power is much stronger than that of a professional of the same level. When it appears on the battlefield, it is enough to fight against an entire legion.

"Unfortunately, now is not the time." Lin Xu put away the giant beast egg. This thing would hatch into a young dragon, and under the current circumstances, it would only be a burden.

His gaze fell upon the remaining soldiers in the military camp.

The great battle ended, and the survivors began to clean up the mess. The wounded were gathered together and received emergency treatment from inner disciples skilled in healing magic.

Lin Xu descended from the clouds, the Glazed Spirit Lamp in his hand flickering, and streaks of azure light spread like spring water, slowly healing his wounds.

A few minutes later, all the lightly wounded had recovered. Apart from the militia, the original number of several hundred Dao soldiers and cultivators was reduced to just over two hundred. The militia, which was the largest force, also suffered heavy losses, with only two or three hundred surviving.

At this time, the Fallen Demon Legion, which was originally stationed at various resource points, had already arrived at the entrance of the dungeon and assembled as ordered.

The militia stayed behind to guard the camp and care for the seriously wounded, while Lin Xu led the remaining few hundred elite Dao soldiers and cultivator disciples, along with the Tiger Sha Army and the Gloomlamp Mage Corps, straight to the underground city.

The guardian monks waved the Sharp Wind Flag, granting the legion Light Body Technique to reduce stamina consumption and increase their speed.

At this moment, the dark city was filled with a dense mass of free energy, which was the magic power that was originally bound by the magic circuits and was now dissipating through the broken parts.

Collapsed magical buildings, dimly lit magical floor tiles, and exposed magical circuits flickering like the veins of a dying beast amidst the ruins.

The continuous battles had depleted the entire underground city's defenses. At this moment, only a small number of imps were rushing around the city, diligently repairing the ruined city with magical materials on their backs.

In the dark cave, the Ghost Bride silently emerged from the ground and bowed to Lin Xu, who had just stepped out of the passage. "Master, this way, there's a trap there!"

Lin Xu glanced around and saw that more and more Red-Robed Ghosts were gathering. He led his group around the trap area.

Come on, lead the way!

Ghosts have a different field of vision than ordinary people; they are more likely to detect subtle magical fluctuations in magical circuits and trap runes.

Compared to human cities, this dark underground city is like a sturdy fortress, with magical outposts almost everywhere, underground fortresses built for defense and combat, and traps hidden in the shadows.

If the city hadn't been free of monster guards and the lord's control, this group of people would have died several times over.

As Lin Xu walked through the dark tunnel, passing through caves of all sizes, Lin Xu silently calculated the time; about an hour and a half had passed.

"Buzzing~"

The once silent dungeon suddenly emitted a strange buzzing sound, the entire city convulsed like a dying beast, and the magic floor tiles quietly glowed.

This change caused Lin Xu's expression to shift; he keenly sensed that something ominous was taking place throughout the city.