Chapter 232: Chapter 213: Successive Breakthroughs

The Endless Sea, where the waves rise as high as one hundred meters, is extremely terrifying.

Rhys Blackwood’s serpent tail is tightly wrapped around the rocks, his scales already scattered and peeling, his blood flowing profusely, creating a gruesome sight.

Malachi Arcanus was thrown onto the rocks by a giant wave, his wolf claws desperately clutching the edge of the rocks, cursing: “This hellish place even has poisonous gale winds, and it’s teeming with high-ranked sea beasts. You can’t kill them all, I’ve lost half my life here…”

“Ugh…”

Before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood was spat out, his face extremely unsightly.

Zeke Veridian’s emerald eyes were dim, his expression pale and weary, his fingertips condensing a Wind Blade that split the incoming Poison Water Arrow.

He suddenly let out a muffled grunt, not knowing when a corrosive sea beast bone spike had embedded halfway into his left shoulder, the half of his shoulder horridly black from corrosion.

He gritted his teeth and pulled out the bone spike, blood spurting as high as five meters.

“Lucky for me, it didn’t pierce my heart, so it seems my fate isn’t sealed yet.”

Zeke sneered to himself, turning around to climb onto the rocks to rest for a while, regaining his strength first.

“Where’s Corbin Crowley?”

Rhys asked hoarsely, his dark serpent head scanning the sea, looking for a while without seeing anyone, thinking he might have been thrown into the sea.

Malachi wiped the blood from his face, pointing at a nearby deep-sea whirlpool: “He plundered the Dragon Whisker Whale’s Beast Pill, saying that thing could assist him in breaking through; he’s currently fighting in there.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the deep-sea whirlpool erupted with a column of water reaching the sky.

Corbin Crowley burst through the water, drenched in blood, his silver wolf fur matted by the blood, his mouth firmly holding a golden Beast Pill.

Behind him, the corpse fragments of the Dragon Whisker Whale fell like rain, coloring the entire sea red.

“Did he really kill it?”

Zeke’s expression was amazed, that creature was an eighth-ranked sea beast. How did he manage to kill it and extract the Beast Pill?

Corbin Crowley’s wolf body traced a graceful curve on the surface of the sea, landing steadily on the rocks, soaked in blood, wounds crisscrossed, exposing deep white bones, presenting a pitiful spectacle.

Yet his silver eyes surged with brutality.

He ferociously bit through the Beast Pill, swallowing it directly, the golden radiance rampaging through his veins, his skin cracking inch by inch.

“He’s forcing a breakthrough!”

Rhys frowned, instantly swimming over, his serpent tail wrapping around Corbin’s waist and abdomen, “This is reckless; doing so, you’ll die from your body exploding.”

Corbin’s blood vessels burst forth, golden energy rampaging through his body.

He fiercely broke free from Rhys’s serpent tail, madness surging in his silver eyes: “Die from exploding? That’d be better than being a waste. Without a gamble, we’ll all die here.”

After coming to the Endless Sea, he realized that his previously vaunted strength was entirely inadequate.

This place was full of high-ranked sea beasts, not only sixth, seventh, but eighth, ninth rank were everywhere.

Had it not been for their good fortune, they might have perished in the Endless Sea long ago.

He desperately needed power now, only with strong power could he safely navigate through the Endless Sea.

Even if forcefully swallowing the Beast Pill might cause his body to explode, he didn’t care about taking the risk.

Just then, the rock formations suddenly quaked violently.

A deep buzzing emanated from the seafloor, countless luminous deep-sea fish frantically fled, tracing blue streams in the black seawater.

Malachi’s wolf ears perked up sharply: “Damn, it’s a whale pod…”

From the hundred-meter-high waves emerged three Dragon-Whisker Whales, their decaying single eyes surging with blue flames of revenge.

The lead giant whale, with bone spikes on its forehead, opened its abyss-like mouth, spewing venomous wind and toxin towards them.

Rhys’s cold serpent pupils suddenly shrank into lines, his python body lightning-quickly coiling around the three: “Hold your breath!”

Corbin, Zeke, Malachi were instantly dragged into the deep sea by the serpent tail, behind a massive coral cluster.

The violent toxin grazed the sea surface, corroding the seawater into sizzling white smoke.

Within Corbin, the energy of the Beast Pill suddenly rampaged, his silver wolf body erupted into blinding golden radiance within the deep sea.

Malachi watched as his fur gradually peeled away, exposing ghastly white bones…

“This is bad, the energy’s too powerful, he clearly can’t withstand it.”

Zeke opened his mouth to say something, then immediately swallowed a mouthful of seawater, almost choking to death.

His fingertips instantly brightened with blue light, forming a spherical bubble that separated the surrounding seawater.

Malachi took advantage of the chance to grab Corbin’s neck, dragging him inside.

By the time Corbin was dragged into the bubble, he was almost unrecognizable as a wolf, only a skeleton remained, but the golden energy inside him was still raging.

The Beast Pill’s energy rampaged through his body, his blood vessels bursting and healing, his silver wolf form tore repeatedly at the brink of collapse.

Malachi barely let go before being hurled against the bubble wall by the bursting energy.

Rhys watched over Corbin while also keeping an eye on the sea’s activity, fortunately, they were hidden well enough, the whale pod hadn’t noticed.

Just then, Corbin’s spinal column rapidly protruded, the crescent mark on his brow shining fiercely.

Ancient totems emerged beneath the silver wolf’s fur.

Malachi’s eyes widened in astonishment: “Holy, Silver Moon Grey Wolf’s bloodline evolving backward?”

Corbin’s bones crackled like frying beans, the totem patterns even stirred the deep-sea currents into whirlpools.

Rhys tightly coiled around the deep-sea coral cluster to secure the bubble, watching in shock as the silver wolf skeleton was reshaped in golden energy.

Silver-white fur clad in dark gold patterns, claws tipped with three-inch chilling radiance, most terrifying of all were the pair of white wings sprouting from the shoulder blades.

Even the crescent mark on the forehead transformed into a third vertical pupil.

“This is…”

Zeke was too shocked to continue, never having seen such a form.

Is this still a wolf?

What kind of wolf looks like this?

Malachi was stupefied, unable to speak out of shock, finding his tongue only after a long moment: “This is reverting to a bird? No, birds don’t have three eyes either?”

Rhys recalled a legend he once heard at The Serpent Tribe.

The Ancient Silver Moon Wolf, born with wings, the sky eye opened, able to swallow the sun and moon.

But wasn’t that just a legend?

Corbin’s third vertical pupil suddenly opened, a ray of white cold light shooting from it, cleaving the deep-sea darkness, the surrounding seawater instantly freezing into ice.

Unexpectedly formed a hundred-meter ice field beneath the whale pod.

“Retreat, hold your breath.”

Zeke suddenly grabbed Malachi and shattered the bubble.

Rhys and the others wrapped their snake tails around the two and rapidly dived.

Almost at the same moment, the ice layer erupted fiercely.

Corbin’s wings fully expanded, breaking through the ice.

Silver-white wolf claws stepped across the ice, each step blossoming into frost flowers.

He looked down at his forelimbs covered in patterns, suddenly howling at the sky.

“Awoo—”

The sound wave shattered glaciers, with ice crystals in the sky refracting his eight-rank pressure.

Corbin’s original ability was the ice system, and after returning to his ancestral form, its power multiplied.

With a sweep of his silver wings, the ice crystals turned into blades, instantly pinning the Three-Headed Dragon-Whisker Whale to the ice.

As Zeke emerged from the sea, he saw Corbin tearing open the whale’s belly to extract the Beast Pill, the glow of the silver-white wolf fur was a clear sign of breakthrough to the eighth rank.

“Tsk, bless in disguise.”

Malachi climbed onto the ice floe with his dripping tail, sourly said, “If I’d known, I would have swallowed a Beast Pill too…”

“Then swallow one now.”

Corbin instantly threw a blood-stained Dragon Whisker Whale Beast Pill over.

Malachi barely caught the incoming Beast Pill, with stinky bloody water splattered all over his face, complaining, “If I swallow this raw, I’ll probably have three days of diarrhea…”

Complaining, but he held it tightly in his hand.

Zeke glanced at him coldly, “If you’re afraid of dying, don’t eat it.”

“Bullshit! Am I afraid?”

Provoked, Malachi swallowed the Beast Pill in one gulp, with his Adam’s apple rolling, the stench making his eyes red, his expression like constipation, almost vomiting then and there.

But he forced himself to swallow it.

The next second, a violent energy burst from his abdomen.

He groaned, instantly kneeling on the ice, wolf claws digging into the ice layer.

His blood vessels protruded, as energy rampaged inside, no better off than Corbin just now.

Malachi’s bones emitted an unbearable crisp sound, his skin cracking and bleeding.

Zeke’s face changed drastically, just about to gather green light at his fingertips.

“Don’t touch him!”

Corbin instantly blocked him, coldly said, “Nether-dark Wolf’s breakthrough method is special, external intervention can kill him.”

Zeke withdrew his hand, observing coldly.

The energy inside Malachi was rampaging, Netherworld Dark Fire entwining his body, instantly burning a big hole in the ice layer.

“Awoo—”

He howled, as the ice layer was burned through, directly falling into the sea.

The surrounding seawater instantly boiled, turning into hot water in an instant.

The ice layer on the sea surface gradually melted.

Corbin swept his silver wings, taking Zeke with him to fly and land on a distant reef.

Rhys also swam over instantly.

Zeke stared at Malachi, full of worry, “Can he make it? Will he be okay?”

Just because Corbin could, doesn’t mean Malachi could.

Breaking through has a large element of luck in it.

Rhys frowned, watching Malachi’s gradually swelling body, “Either he breaks through, or… burns to ash, none of us can help him.”

Malachi’s wolf body rolled in boiling water, suddenly expanding a circle, fur standing like steel needles.

Netherworld Dark Fire not only didn’t extinguish but burned the whole body, even evaporating the surrounding seawater into billowing white mist.

“Awoo…”

An earth-shattering wolf howl.

Malachi’s body suddenly leapt, waves overturning dozens of meters high, steadily landing on the nearby reef.

“Seventh Rank Peak!”

Zeke squinted, “Still a bit short…”

Malachi instantly transformed into human form, eyes gleamed with pride, with a wanton smile on his face, “Refreshing! One more Beast Pill, I can directly rush to eighth rank!”

Corbin sneered, “Greedy.”

Rhys stared at the surging waves in the distance, suddenly flipped his snake tail, rolling up a corpse of an eighth-rank sea beast pierced by Ice Blade, pulling out a Bone Knife to open its head and extract a pitch-black Beast Pill.

“Poisonous Flood Dragon Beast Pill? Just right for me.”

His voice was low, swallowing without hesitation.

“Rhys!”

Malachi frowned, unable to resist reminding, “That thing is poisonous…”

Zeke looked at him coldly, with a strange expression, “He’s inherently a poisonous snake, would he be afraid of poison?”

Malachi instantly realized, awkwardly scratching his head, “Isn’t it just that I’m worried?”

Zeke glanced at him, yet said nothing before his gaze turned to Rhys’s side.

Corbin tossed a Beast Pill to Zeke, “You go try it too.”

Zeke instantly caught it, slightly raised an eyebrow, “I fear I won’t be as lucky as you.”

Corbin sneered at him, “Chicken?”

Zeke snorted coldly and swallowed the Beast Pill.

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