Five Hundred and Fifty-Six Years

Time passed.

Another half hour later.

At the edge of the ancient battlefield, streaks of white light flashed and disappeared one after another.

Those who are still holding on are also struggling to survive. The core cards are almost dead, the biological cards are almost wiped out, and the defense line is torn open and blocked again and again.

The number of people eliminated has exceeded nine hundred. Less than one hundred remain.

And these fewer than a hundred people were all watching Su Mu at that moment.

It's like looking at a monster.

Why is he still here?

A double S-level candidate gritted his teeth, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

His core card had only 20% health left, and almost all of his biological cards were wiped out. He could only last for five more minutes at most. But when he looked in Su Mu's direction, the young man in the gray coat was still standing high in the dungeon, hands behind his back, calm, and his posture hadn't even changed much.

"The monsters now flooding into his territory are all over level 22."

Another candidate's voice was hoarse, "What's his level? I can't see his exact level, but the information said it was level seventeen. A level difference of more than five levels is no joke."

"And look at the size of his territory, the number of monsters pouring in is dozens of times that of ours. We're barely holding on with just a few hundred monsters, while he has... thousands? Tens of thousands?"

How did he manage to persevere?

No one can answer that.

The same thought was swirling in everyone's mind... they were no longer on the same level as Su Mu.

Zhao Wuji stared at the projection of Su Mu's image, his lips pressed tightly together.

He was initially trying to reassure himself that Su Mu was just using the size of his territory to buy time.

But another half hour passed, and Su Mu remained as steady as a mountain. Meanwhile, two of his Nine Nether Sword Master support cards had died, and his core card's health was down to only 40%.

He won't last much longer.

"Damn it..." Zhao Wuji clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms.

He once thought that even if he lost to Su Mu, it would only be by a hair's breadth. But now he understood that there was an insurmountable chasm between Su Mu and him.

It's a gap so wide that you can't even feel jealous of it.

Lin Qingyin looked at the instance.

Her core card only had 30% health left, and the range of the Zither Sound Bewildering Formation had shrunk to its minimum. She could only hold on for a maximum of ten minutes.

She looked in Su Mu's direction and remained silent for a long time.

"No wonder he won first place in last year's design competition," she said softly. "This person was never on the same track as everyone else from the very beginning."

Ye Qingxue stood in her own Ice and Snow World, the icy blue light of which had dimmed considerably.

The Snow Queen's health was down to 40%, and the ice wall she built was shattered by the monsters in less than two seconds. Gritting her teeth, she commanded the Snow Queen to retreat, and with her last strength, she unleashed a blast of ice shards, freezing the onrushing monsters.

She took the opportunity to glance in Su Mu's direction.

The person remained standing high above the instance, their face calm.

Ye Qingxue clenched her fists, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

She desperately tried to catch up for a week, spending millions on cooldown reduction items and grinding dungeons day and night. But the gap between Su Mu and her not only didn't narrow, it actually widened.

She bit her lower lip, looked away, and continued fighting.

In the crowd, Wang Hao's clone projection was tucked away in an inconspicuous corner.

He chose an area with the lowest monster density, where the monsters were only around level 18, lower than his own level.

He managed to survive until now by relying on this clever choice.

But he struggled to hold on.

With his core card's health down to only 15%, and all his biological cards wiped out, he could only barely hold on thanks to the Martial Soul Resonance with the Chaotic Hair Cloak Hammer. He could be eliminated at any moment.

But when he saw Su Mu's direction, his sense of superiority was instantly shattered.

The monsters that Su Mu faced were over level 22 and outnumbered him by several dozen times.

Su Mu, however, seemed to be working effortlessly.

Wang Hao gritted his teeth, his nails digging into his palms, a trickle of blood seeping from between his fingers.

He remembered his father's angry roar on the phone, the family's refusal to give him more resources, and Ye Qingxue publicly reopening his wounds.

He had no way to deal with Su Mu.

He used to be able to comfort himself by saying "Su Mu was just lucky." But now, he can't even find that excuse anymore.

Meanwhile, in Su Mu's Dungeon Space.

Su Mu stood high in the sky, overlooking the entire battlefield.

More and more monsters are flooding into his territory, and their levels are getting higher and higher, but he is not flustered.

Benbo'erba and Babo'erben have reached level 15.

He glanced at the panel:

[Name: Benbo'erba (Catfish Spirit)]

[Rank: SS]

[Level: 15]

[Blood: 294000/294000]

[Attack: 26800/26800]

[Defense: 16200]

[Agility: 14200]

[Combat Index: 298000]

[Name: Babo'erben (Black Fish Spirit)]

[Rank: SS]

[Level: 15]

[Blood: 306000/306000]

[Attack: 28200/28200]

[Defense: 15400]

[Agility: 15200]

[Combat Index: 314000]

Level 15, combat index close to 300,000.

They shared a lot of the pressure in the water area, killing off the monsters that came around from the direction of the Jade Wave Pool one by one.

If it weren't for them, the core card area would also be attacked by monsters.

Even when attacked, Su Mu remained calm.

The HP of the Stone Left Over from Mending Heaven has increased to over 800,000, and its defense is close to 8,000.

Those level 22 or 23 monsters only deal limited damage.

But he chose to persevere anyway.

In fact, according to his own calculations, with such a huge number of monsters, even if he lasted longer than others, his calculated score would far exceed that of everyone else.

Because he killed just too many monsters.

He persisted because killing monsters here was simply too rewarding.

Nearly two hours have passed, and his level has reached about 20% of level 18.

It's much more comfortable than grinding Hell difficulty dungeons by himself.

More importantly, Hell difficulty requires cooldown removal items, which Ye Qingxue used to provide, but he can't rely on her forever.

Wouldn't it be great to be able to upgrade here?

Moreover, the Momentum Points recovers quickly here.

In just two hours, his Years Like a Blade fourteen times.

With the addition of the replication of the Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water, it's equivalent to twenty-eight catalytic reactions.

Each Years Like a Blade, catalyzing two years at a time; twenty-eight cycles equal fifty-six years.

The core card, which was originally 500 years old, is now 556 years old.

However, there was one other thing that Su Mu found regrettable.

He glanced at the translucent golden lion on the main peak of Lion Camel Ridge.

The Green Lion King has also reached level 15, but because it is suppressed in its semi-embedded state, it cannot play a significant role on the battlefield.

Furthermore, if this type of card, which is not fully embedded, is damaged during battle, it will be destroyed, meaning you will need to purchase a new one.

With a price tag of tens of millions, Su Mu naturally wouldn't bear to let it be destroyed like this.

Therefore, the Green Lion King was kept deep within Lion Camel Ridge and did not participate in the battle.

He withdrew his gaze and continued clearing the strange objects.