Chapter 389: Chapter 316: Six Emblems Dragon Swallow, Drag Back to the Battlefield_1

“Not just that…”

Koyle, who was standing nearby, couldn’t help but laugh. “If Xilin can comprehend even a hint of the Life Star Chart’s Power, he’ll definitely make it into the top thirty on the Supernova ranking list!”

Life Star Chart’s Power…

Yin Muqing muttered these words, then suddenly asked, “How many stars are in his Life Star Chart?”

Koyle didn’t hide it, answering with a smile, “Thirteen.”

Thirteen stars… and five activated Star Caves… That’s somewhat promising…

A touch of admiration flashed in Yin Muqing’s eyes before she shook her head. “But it’s just a slight chance; the odds are too slim.”

“Slim?”

Koyle chuckled. “Before entering the Secret Realm, no one believed Xilin could actually break through. But now, he’s done just that.”

Yin Muqing picked up on an odd nuance in Koyle’s words and frowned. “What does his breakthrough have to do with you?”

Koyle turned his head toward her and replied with a meaningful look, “Once this exploration of the Secret Realm is over, Xilin Vasilyevich, Atesdan’s ’national treasure’ genius, will officially join Havel and become a shining new star under the Snake Eagle Flag…”

“Atesdan is even trading away a genius like Xilin? What price did you have to pay?!”

Yin Muqing was incredulous, but Koyle didn’t continue the topic.

His gaze shifted to the distance, his gray-blue eyes reflecting Xilin’s dazzling trajectory across the battlefield. A grin touched his lips as he eagerly anticipated what was to come.

Yin Muqing’s expression was complicated.

She saw Xilin, like a dazzling comet, hurl himself straight into the battle raging between the new and old Elephantman Kings.

Having advanced to the fourth tier, Xilin’s unrestrained power radiated with such intensity that even she could clearly sense it from her position.

He looked like a king descending from the heavens. Unstoppable, he was on the verge of truly ending this battle…

However, before Yin Muqing’s reverie could conclude, the scene that unfolded in the next second left her frozen in disbelief.

Just as Xilin, streaking down like a comet, was about to crash into the battlefield, a terrifying figure—who had just sent the Elephantman King stumbling back with a kick—seemed to sense Xilin’s entrance.

The figure turned abruptly and threw a punch at the descending Xilin.

“Six Emblems Dragon Swallow!”

Six dark suns materialized instantly, rapidly merging into a single, massive dark sun.

The dark sun and the dazzling comet collided head-on, without any finesse.

And then…

BOOM!

With a deafening crash, the comet vanished.

Xilin, enveloped in brilliant light, didn’t even grunt as his body was flung in the opposite direction. He shot away faster than he’d arrived, slamming into the hard black plain and gouging out a huge crater.

This all happened so suddenly that neither Yin Muqing nor Koyle had anticipated it. They stood rooted to the spot, dumbfounded, their gazes fixed on the large crater Xilin had created for several long seconds. Only when they saw a disheveled Xilin climb out of the pit step by step did they gradually snap out of their daze.

Koyle turned to Yin Muqing. “He just broke through, so his realm is unstable. He’s unfamiliar with his own strength and that of his opponent… A minor mishap is quite normal, isn’t it?”

Yin Muqing’s lips twitched. “You don’t have to explain to me…”

Koyle fell silent.

The two continued to watch the battle, but this time, the joy and anticipation on Koyle’s face were buried much deeper.

Only when Xilin flew out from the crater, rallied, and once again charged toward the battle—his spirit bold and momentum overwhelming—did the light in Koyle’s eyes rekindle.

“Die!”

Xilin’s bestial roar and the sound of his punches echoed across half the battlefield. This time, all five dazzling star-like points orbiting him converged onto one fist. His right fist, infused with the total power of the five Star Caves, blazed as brightly as a true Supernova.

And then…

BOOM!

The dazzling supernova was swallowed by the terrifying dark sun. Xilin was once again sent flying by a punch from the Elephantman at the center of the battle!

The light in Koyle’s eyes died once more. This time, his mouth hung slightly open, his expression somewhat dazed.

Yin Muqing blinked, watching Xilin get blasted away a second time, get up, and then get sent flying yet again. Beside her, the light in Koyle’s eyes flared and died, flared and died…

Even though it was an intense life-or-death battle, it’s starting to give me an inexplicable… sense of comedy?!

She even began to feel sorry for Xilin on the battlefield. It was clear that Xilin, after his breakthrough, was desperate to join the fight, but he was repeatedly and ruthlessly kept out.

Of course, Yin Muqing was more shocked by the strength of the New Elephantman King on the battlefield.

Xilin, having just entered the fourth tier, isn’t even qualified to be his opponent. This guy is too terrifying. Next time, we’ll need at least two mid-fourth-tier experts to have a chance of taking him down… No! With the enhancement from the Evil God’s treasure, even mid-fourth-tier strength might not be enough…

As these thoughts raced through Yin Muqing’s mind, she noticed a sudden change in the battle below!

The Elephantman King, who had been on the defensive, suddenly roared. The gray-white giant axe in his hands erupted with a bloody light, releasing a terrifying power that was both familiar and chilling. It seemed the Mystic Treasure in the Elephantman King’s hands had cooled down and could be activated again.

The fearsome Elephantman he was fighting keenly sensed this. All six of his arms moved simultaneously, generating countless dark ripples. The two forces intertwined, instantly shattering the surrounding ground and pulverizing it into dust. This debris was then swept up, rapidly forming a huge dust tornado that engulfed both figures.

BOOM!

A figure shrouded in resplendent light suddenly appeared, plunging headfirst into the tornado. It was Xilin, finally succeeding in joining the battle!

This battle is about to end…

The spectators were all on edge. None present were weak; they all had some perception of the battle’s situation.

Yin Muqing and Koyle’s expressions tensed. They subconsciously edged forward, slowly approaching the battle.

The tornado below grew larger. Scarlet and dark lights roiled within, emitting an indescribably terrifying aura, like a storm cloud pregnant with thunderbolts.

“Who do you think will win?” Koyle’s face was taut. He reached for his waist, and a golden, mercury-like liquid flowed from his battle suit, coalescing into a war blade in his palm as waves of energy surged into it.

Yin Muqing glanced at him but said nothing.

As the tornado below swelled, their tension mounted, reaching a fever pitch. Just as it was about to peak…

Suddenly!

A figure enveloped in radiant light burst out from the black tornado.

“Is that Xilin?!” Koyle exclaimed in surprised delight.

But before his joy could last, he and Yin Muqing witnessed a scene they would never forget:

Xilin had barely taken a step out of the tornado when an immensely thick arm shot out from behind him. A massive hand clamped down on Xilin’s head. He struggled desperately, his face a mask of terror, trying to break free from the huge hand’s grasp. But it was no use; inch by inch, the gargantuan hand clutching his head dragged him back into the tornado.

Yin Muqing and Koyle watched helplessly as Xilin was slowly devoured by the black tornado. His final gaze—filled with stark terror, desperation, and a plea for help—sent chills down their spines and made goosebumps erupt on their skin.

The energy Koyle had been gathering in his hand instantly dispersed, vanishing within a few breaths.

Yin Muqing, her face deathly pale, retreated frantically.

By the time they had retreated to the edge of the battlefield, the massive black tornado, having swelled to its limit, seemed unable to contain the horrific power brewing within. It exploded with a BOOM.

DRONE—

Invisible shockwaves spread in all directions, whipping up violent gusts across the flat ground. Everyone caught in the aftermath experienced tinnitus-like symptoms.

An unknown amount of time passed before the turmoil between heaven and earth finally subsided.

All eyes turned to the center of the battlefield. Time seemed to stand still. Despite their premonitions, many still felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation.

A colossal three-headed, six-armed figure stood silently in the field. He was the only one left standing. The silent, majestic being resembled an immortal Demon Mountain blooming with blood-red, bewitching flowers.

His expression was calm. His six arms held three heads and a massive black heart. At his feet lay the lifeless Elephantman King and a dazed, disheartened Xilin, who knelt on the ground with a vacant expression.

Time passed.

The newly crowned Elephantman King dropped the heads, crushed the heart, then bent down to pick up the now-dull, gray axe from the corpse of the former king. His three heads scanned the spectators at the edge of the battlefield.

Then, treading on the shattered ground, he slowly walked toward the center of the black desert before him.

The winds howling across the black plains carried the mournful call of an ancient tribal horn. The swirling dust resembled a tattered, decaying flag…

The Elephantman King, giant axe in hand, gradually vanished from sight, leaving no trace.

Everyone on the field stood dumbfounded, silent. Only a middle-aged Flying Bear General, his temperament as cold as an iceberg, looked down at the synchronized disappearance of the positioning beacon on his map, the confusion on his face deepening.

Lu Yuan stepped onto the black desert. The Flower of Flesh on his chest gradually faded, leaving only the pattern of a blood orb.

After deactivating the [Three Flowers] state, Lu Yuan felt an unexpected “lightness.”

His Ming King Body at its peak was already immensely powerful. However, having experienced its strength tripled, he now found the normal state of his Ming King Body rather fragile—much like the Elephantman King he had just slaughtered… very fragile.

It seems that stacking stats and combining skills truly is the path to power. The Evil God System panel is the weapon, and the Martial Arts Grandmaster panel is my technique for wielding these weapons… The same techniques, when applied through different weapons, can produce many unexpected effects…

The synergy between the Elephant God panel and the Martial Arts Grandmaster panel was exceptionally strong, like Mars colliding with Earth. It instantly amplified my combat power tens, even hundreds of times, elevating it to an unprecedented level in a flash.

Unfortunately… After absorbing the Elephantman King’s heart, my [Elephant God. Ming King Posture (Extraordinary)] panel didn’t advance. The progress bar is stuck at 99% and won’t budge.

Though slightly disappointing, I somewhat expected this.

…It must be a lack of the necessary advancement materials.

Lu Yuan’s eyes gleamed as he slowly lowered his gaze to the gray great axe in his hand. He pondered, looking at the scarlet, blood-like orb rolling on the gray surface of the axehead.

Could this be it?

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