55: Chapter 55 That person's figure was so tall and imposing!

Lin Yunfei stood in place, staring intently at the barrier before him, flowing with foul black blood. He raised his hand and controlled a lump of xuanming heavy water to smash violently against it.

"Bang!"

A dull impact echoed as waves of water exploded. However, the blood-colored barrier merely sent out an insignificant ripple, then returned to complete intactness, without even a single crack appearing.

"We can't get out."

The Starry Sky Ancient Tree's voice carried deep gravity: "Great Creator, this space has been completely locked down by that filthy creature. Unless its main body is thoroughly annihilated or its creation core is smashed again, this law barrier will never disappear."

Lin Yunfei took a deep breath and slowly pulled back his hand from the barrier.

Since the way back was cut off, there was nothing left but to fight to the death!

Lin Yunfei sneered, a terrifying glint flashing in his eyes beneath the mask: "At worst, we fight to the bitter end and sink this world!"

As his words fell, his body shot up, turning into a black beam of light. With an unstoppable momentum, he backtracked along the original path, charging straight toward the central square!

Meanwhile, at the edge of the wasteland square.

"Haa... haa... haa..."

Lian Zhan's heavy panting, sounding like a broken bellows, echoed across the dead wasteland.

His legs were as heavy as if filled with lead, his lungs felt like they were burning, and his vision was blurring from extreme panic.

Behind him, Zhang Hao was equally bedraggled. His gorgeous mage robes had long been shredded into tattered rags by the thorns and gravel along the way as he crawled forward on all fours.

"We escaped... we escaped..."

Lian Zhan looked at the miasma ahead, which had thinned slightly, and forced a look of relief onto his pale face—a look that looked worse than crying.

However, right at the moment he was about to stop and catch his breath—

"Hum!!!"

The space ahead twisted violently, as if the void had been brutally torn apart by a giant, invisible blood-red hand!

Accompanied by a sickening stench, a massive, mountain-like mass of bloody flesh burst through the void without warning. Like a crashing meteorite, it firmly blocked the path directly in front of Lian Zhan and Zhang Hao!

"No... Impossible! How could its speed be so fast?!"

The stroke of luck on Lian Zhan's face instantly froze. His legs gave way, and he collapsed directly onto the ground.

This monster didn't need to chase them on legs at all. In this space already assimilated by its laws, it was the absolute ruler, capable of tearing space apart to descend at any moment!

The reason it hadn't immediately pursued them earlier wasn't because it couldn't keep up, but because it had deliberately let them run, enjoying this game of cat and mouse!

"Fight it to the death! Young Master Lian, we have no retreat left!"

Zhang Hao let out a desperate roar. At the juncture of life and death, this noble scion was finally driven to unleash the ferocious nature in his bones.

"Right! Fight! I, Lian Zhan, am a chosen child of heaven! I can't die in a godforsaken place like this!"

Lian Zhan's eyes were blood-red, looking like a maniac. He bit his tongue violently, spraying a mouthful of essence blood onto the battleaxe in his hands.

"Burn for me!!!"

Boom!

Lian Zhan forcefully burned his Creator core origin without hesitation, and a violent power far exceeding his current realm soared into the sky. He slapped his storage bag, pouring out all of his trump cards!

"Tier-3 defensive artifact, Vajra Glazed Shield, activate!"

"High-tier attack scroll, Raging Fire Heaven-Burning Array, go!"

"Surviving dependents, hear my command! All units enter Berserk, charge with me!"

In an instant, a dazzling golden shield protected Lian Zhan firmly at its center. A sky full of high-tier magic scrolls turned into a sea of fire, ice spikes, and thunderbolts, raining down overwhelmingly on the Ancient Blood Demon.

The remaining elite heavy-armored dependents also had bloodshot eyes, letting out suicidal roars as they raised their weapons and charged at that mountain of flesh.

Beside him, Zhang Hao likewise held nothing back. Madly overdrawing his mental strength, he chanted a lengthy, ancient incantation, condensing a terrifying frost giant sword tens of zhang long in midair and slashing it violently toward the Ancient Blood Demon's head!

This was undoubtedly the strongest strike unleashed by these two aristocrat geniuses when faced with death!

The light was dazzling and the momentum grand; even a peak powerhouse of the same tier would have to temporarily retreat when faced with such an all-out bombardment.

However...

Faced with these grand and splendid attacks, the Ancient Blood Demon didn't even bother to dodge.

In its massive eyes filled with tyranny, a strangely human-like trace of playful banter and mockery flashed past.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a scene that brought absolute despair appeared.

Those scroll spells capable of moving mountains and draining seas, Zhang Hao's frost giant sword, and the suicidal charge of the elite dependents merely left a few insignificant white marks on the Ancient Blood Demon's skin, which was dripping with filthy black blood!

It hadn't even broken through its defense!

"How... how could this be..." Zhang Hao stared blankly at this scene, spat out a mouthful of blood, and instantly became dispirited.

"Lu lu lu..."

The Ancient Blood Demon uttered a low, strange laugh as a bizarre mental wave exploded directly in the minds of Lian Zhan and Zhang Hao.

It was a voice filled with greed and mockery.

[Struggle... tiny food...]

[The more fear you feel, the harder you struggle, the richer the aura of despair in your flesh becomes. Such prey is all the more delicious!!!]

"Pfft!"

A few blood-red tentacles casually flicked out, instantly piercing through and draining the charging elite dependents, then tossing them aside like garbage.

Then, a tentacle thicker than a thigh slowly raised up like a poisonous snake and whipped heavily against the Vajra Glazed Shield that Lian Zhan took pride in.

"Crack—"

With just a single hit.

The shield that was claimed to be capable of withstanding a full-power blow from a Tier-3 god became covered in dense cracks.

"No... Don't!"

Lian Zhan stared at the bloody, cavernous mouth right in front of him, reeking of a nauseating foul smell, and his psychological defenses completely collapsed.

On a broken stone pillar not far away, Liu Ting, tightly bound by dozens of small tentacles with half her body corroded and dripping with blood, was uttering shrill screams.

"Save me... Brother Lian Zhan... Save me..."

Liu Ting's wails sounded like death-knell notes.

Lian Zhan's knees thudded heavily against the ground as the battleaxe slipped from his hands. He raised his head, his face covered in snot and tears, without a shred left of his pride as a noble scion.

The gap was too vast; he only felt a sense of helplessness, like a python wrapping around his body!

"Bang!"

With another crisp sound, the Vajra Glazed Shield completely shattered.

The thick blood-red tentacle was like a grim reaper's scythe, bringing a bloody wind as it whipped violently toward Lian Zhan's head.

Lian Zhan closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to arrive.

However...

Just at the critical moment when the tentacle was about to touch his hair!

"Rumble!!!"

An explosion like thunder from the ninth heaven suddenly burst above the wasteland!

Immediately after, a grand column of black water, seemingly capable of freezing the souls of all living things, was like an enraged dragon hanging upside down from high heaven.

Carrying overwhelming and terrifying power, it slammed with pinpoint accuracy onto the bloody tentacle about to take Lian Zhan's life!

"Roar!!!"

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding sizzling sound of corrosion, the xuanming heavy water's property of suppressing all filth erupted with a bang!

The Ancient Blood Demon uttered a painful, shrill scream as that indestructible tentacle actually broke inch by inch under the washing of the black water column, turning into a pool of foul-smelling black water!

The sudden turn of events made Lian Zhan, who had closed his eyes waiting for death, snap his eyes open.

He stared blankly upward into midair.

Amidst the churning dark-red miasma, a figure clad in a black trench coat descended with a bang, like a beam of dawn light tearing through endless darkness!

The figure stood floating in midair, stepping upon raging black waves, with an aqua-blue phantom of a god looming indistinctly behind him.

"A filthy, mindless beast dares to speak so arrogantly?!"

Lin Yunfei looked down from above at the massive Ancient Blood Demon. The voice coming from under the mask was bone-chilling, like a divine judgment, causing the entire space to tremble slightly.

On the other side, Liu Ting, tightly entangled by tentacles and suffering torment, seemed to grasp at the final lifeline. Straining with all her might, she extended a blood-covered hand and cried out shrilly:

"Save me! My lord, I beg you to save me! I was wrong..."

However...

In midair, Lin Yunfei's gaze was locked tightly onto the Ancient Blood Demon like ten-thousand-year-old ice. From beginning to end, he didn't even spare a glance from the corner of his eye toward her direction.

Complete disregard.

The wild wind howled, blowing against the hem of Lin Yunfei's black coat.

Lian Zhan collapsed in the muddy pool of blood, tilting his head up and staring blankly at the figure surrounded by xuanming heavy water in midair.

Once upon a time, this faceless mask had made him grit his teeth in hatred, wishing he could slice its wearer into a thousand pieces.

But now, looking at this person's figure again, it was actually so tall and mighty!