86: Chapter 86: The Prodigy Shows Off Wildly, While Lin Yuan Watches the Show from Behind.

Passing through the black canyon that spanned the earth, the surrounding Aura of the Law changed abruptly.

The core area had arrived.

The air was filled with materialized dark matter dust.

Inhaling a single breath caused a burning, stinging pain in the lungs.

The sky turned into a viscous dark red; there were no clouds, only churning blood-colored vortices.

One step forward, the gravity was ten times that of the outside world; the next step, it might become a weightless state.

The most lethal thing was the spatial rifts.

There were no energy fluctuations, no warning.

Black lines of varying lengths would suddenly tear open in the Void Realm.

These black lines hovered in mid-air or slithered along the ground.

At the very front, Bai Ye's three-million-strong undead army was clearing the path.

A row of heavily armored Death Knights was galloping forward, with nothing unusual in front of them.

The next second, a three-meter-long spatial rift flashed across their waists.

The warhorses, along with the upper bodies of the knights, continued to charge forward, while their lower bodies remained in place.

The incision was incredibly smooth; not even a single drop of blood flowed out.

Losing the support of their Soul fire, the remains turned into bone dust.

Having only penetrated less than ten kilometers into the core area, Bai Ye's undead army had already lost a full one hundred thousand.

"Ouch! My Death Knights!"

Bai Ye was walking in the middle of the formation, slapping his thighs in heartache, his features twisted together, his wail so shrill it could be heard for two miles.

"Those were the elites I spent over thirty million faith points to raise!"

"Just like that, they're gone! You big shots, you must remember my contribution!"

No one paid any attention to his wailing.

All the Prodigies' nerves were stretched to the limit.

Peak Gold-tier monsters were merely cannon fodder wandering in groups here.

What truly dominated the battlefield were the Platinum-tier Abyss species seen everywhere.

Occasionally, one could feel the Diamond-tier pressure coming from afar.

From the moment they stepped into the core area, the fighting had never stopped.

To the front left, a group of over ten thousand [Abyss Crystal-Armored Demon Spiders], each over ten meters long, burrowed out from underground.

Their entire bodies were covered in black crystals that refracted energy beams, and their mouthparts spat out poisonous webs capable of corroding Divine Power.

"Vile beasts."

Li Changfeng stood on his Flying Sword, his eyes cold and arrogant. He waved his sword finger.

One hundred thousand Sword Cultivators drew their swords in unison.

The Nine-Palace Eight-Trigrams Sword Array activated, and one hundred thousand sharp rays of Sword Qi converged in mid-air into a silver Sword Dragon a thousand feet long.

The Sword Dragon roared downwards, ignoring the energy refraction of the Crystal-Armored Demon Spiders, and pierced through the demon spider formation.

Purple blood gushed out, and over a thousand Platinum-tier demon spiders were hacked into mincemeat.

High in the sky to the right, a patch of dark red thunderclouds pressed down.

Tens of thousands of [Thunder Corrupt Demons] wove through the clouds, throwing thunderballs downwards.

Qian Duoduo rubbed the fat on his belly and sneered.

"Blast them down for me!"

Fifty thousand pure-blooded Dragons raised their arrogant heads.

Dragon language magic resonated in their throats.

Fifty thousand scorching Dragon breaths shot into the sky, converging into a sea of fire, flowing against the current, and forcibly evaporating that patch of thunderclouds.

A rain of charred corpses fell from the sky.

Chu Yunxuan was not to be outdone.

One point five million mechanical troops advanced steadily.

The main cannons of the mechanical Tyrannosaurus Rexes activated, and deep blue particle beams razed several monster nests blocking their path to the ground.

Murong Bai's heavy-armored Behemoth beasts brandished totem pillars, engaging in the most primal hand-to-hand combat with the charging [Abyss Earth-Walking Dragons].

The sounds of bones shattering and muscles tearing were endless.

Zhan Kuang piloted his blood-red mecha, his chainsword cutting at high speed, hacking every monster that tried to approach into two.

Su Yueying floated in mid-air, her expression filled with compassion.

The six-winged Angel legion chanted hymns, and a large-scale purifying holy flame descended.

The [Void Wraiths] that lurked in the shadows and were immune to most physical damage hissed in the holy flame, turning into green smoke and dissipating.

The young girl shrouded in starlight stood in mid-air.

Hundreds of thousands of Star Spirit creatures intertwined in mid-air into a massive star array.

Brilliant starlight descended, forming an annihilation barrier.

Any high-tier monster that stepped into the range of the barrier was silently decomposed into the most primitive dust by the starlight.

It truly verified the saying, "As long as the starlight does not extinguish, no monster shall live."

Nine Prodigies, nine factions.

Each person was displaying their own proud foundation.

They were not just clearing monsters; they were competing with each other, and no one wanted to be outdone in terms of Aura.

They wanted to show off the prestige of Tianhai Province's top Prodigies in this core area.

Lin Yuan stood on the Tyrant's shoulder, watching the immortals fighting ahead, unmoving.

He had the Tyrant shrink the range of the Extreme Gravity Field, covering only himself and the main legion behind him.

Lin Yuan's strategy was very simple: OB (observing).

Since this group of Prodigies had such a strong desire to perform, let them fight.

The monsters in the core area were endless; there was no need to steal this bit of spotlight.

As for battle losses, save them where one can.

His gaze passed through the brilliant divine spell light and gunfire, crossed over the Prodigies showing off their Divine Might, and locked onto Bai Ye, who was walking at the very front.

Bai Ye was still wailing dryly.

"Young Master Murong! Take it easy with that Behemoth beast's club! You smashed my ghouls!"

"Young Master Qian! Ease up on the Dragon breath! My skeleton soldiers' bones are being roasted crisp!"

Bai Ye shouted while commanding the undead army to fill the areas where the monsters were densest.

It looked incredibly miserable.

But Lin Yuan captured the flow of energy at the bottom of the battlefield.

Within Bai Ye's massive undead army, there were tens of thousands of [Undead Bone Callers] and [Corpse Stitchers] wearing tattered black robes mixed in.

Li Changfeng's Sword Qi shredded the demon spiders.

As soon as the demon spider remains hit the ground, several Undead Bone Callers waved their staves.

Purple Soul fire ignited within the remains.

The incomplete demon spider limbs quickly pieced themselves together, stood up shakily, and joined the undead ranks.

Qian Duoduo's Dragons blasted a large patch of Thunder Corrupt Demons to death.

Before the corpses had even cooled, the Corpse Stitchers threw out barbed chains, dragging those charred corpses into the undead camp.

In the blink of an eye, stitched Thunder Demons reeking of burnt flesh flapped their wings and flew up.

It wasn't just monsters.

Even the Prodigies' fallen familiars were not spared.

A Behemoth beast that had its neck bitten off by an Earth-Walking Dragon fell.

A few seconds later, its body stood up again; its originally brownish-yellow fur had turned gray-white, and Soul fire flickered in its eyes.

It had become an Undead Behemoth.

The remains of a mechanical beast torn apart by monsters were also injected with death energy by the undead mages, becoming a bizarre unit that was half-mechanical, half-undead.

Bai Ye was "corpse picking."

While crying about being poor and playing the victim, he utilized the characteristics of the undead Law.

He received all the death resources on this battlefield.

This blatant action naturally could not escape the eyes of the other Prodigies.

Xiao Ting stood on the back of the Lion Dragon King, watching his fallen Lion Dragon being converted into an undead by Bai Ye, his expression terrifyingly gloomy.

The power of wind and thunder surged violently around him, and he wanted to lash out several times.

Chu Yunxuan also gritted his teeth, staring at Bai Ye's back, his eyes full of murderous intent.

But in the end, no one made a move.

The reason was simple.

Bai Ye was indeed walking at the very front.

The three-million-strong undead army withstood the pressure of the spatial rifts and the first wave of monster counterattacks.

In just three short hours, Bai Ye's visible undead troops had already lost five or six hundred thousand.

Not only did he exert the most effort and act as the most dangerous cannon fodder, but his attitude was also extremely humble, calling everyone "big shot" every other word.

If they fell out with Bai Ye over a few corpses at this time, forcing him to withdraw his cannon fodder, then who would clear the path for the road ahead?

Moreover, the Prodigies valued their status.

It was too demeaning to bicker with a rogue over a few corpses of familiars that had already died in battle.

They were high-and-mighty scions of noble families; what they wanted was the big picture and the final Demon God core source.

They held their noses and accepted it.

This was the current mental state of all the Prodigies.

In order to maintain this fragile Alliance and ensure the speed of the advance, they tacitly allowed Bai Ye's opportunistic behavior.

Lin Yuan's gaze swept back and forth across Bai Ye's undead army.

Three million troops.

Gold-tier made up less than twenty percent.

Platinum-tier undead lords, at most, numbered less than five hundred.

This was clearly unreasonable.

Among the Prodigies who could stand here, who didn't have a few tricks up their sleeves?

Li Changfeng had one hundred thousand Sword Cultivators, with at least six thousand at the Platinum tier.

Qian Duoduo's Dragon Clan had even more than ten thousand at the Platinum tier.

As the top noble family in Tianhai Province, the Bai family's foundation could not possibly be just a mere few hundred Platinum-tier units.

"He is hiding his strength."

Lin Yuan made this judgment in his heart.

Bai Ye had hidden all his true high-tier combat power in the shadows of the Void Dream Spirits.

What was left on the surface was all low-tier cannon fodder used to fill lives.

Furthermore, as the route progressed, Bai Ye was consuming low-tier cannon fodder while converting the battle losses of other Prodigies and high-tier monsters.

He was using this group of Prodigies to work for him.

"A bit interesting."

Lin Yuan withdrew his gaze.

He did not intend to expose Bai Ye.

If someone was willing to be at the front taking the heat, and someone was willing to be a free hired hand, he was happy to see it happen.

But he had already labeled Bai Ye as extremely dangerous.

"Insect King."

Lin Yuan issued an order through the Mental Energy link.

The Insect King lay at the Tyrant's feet, its compound eyes flickering.

"Scatter one hundred thousand Stinger Insects, do not get close to the center of the battlefield. Lurk entirely underground and in the shadows, and keep a close eye on Bai Ye."

"I want to know the final destination of the high-tier corpses he converts."

The Insect King nodded silently, and a large number of the Insect race began to disperse.

The Allied forces continued to advance.

The high-intensity combat caused everyone's energy consumption to increase.

But the distance to the depths of the core area still seemed far off.

Four hours later.

The undead army walking at the very front suddenly stopped in its tracks.

It wasn't that Bai Ye had given the order to stop.

It was that the road ahead had ended.

The flat, dark red wasteland suddenly dipped downwards here, forming a massive circular crater.

The diameter of the crater exceeded one hundred kilometers, and it was bottomless.

Inside the crater, there was no Devilish Qi overflowing.

There were no gravity disturbances or spatial rifts either.

Quiet.

Eerily quiet.

It was so quiet it made one's heart crawl.

Bai Ye stood at the edge of the crater, leaning over to look down.

The bottom of the crater was pitch black; even when his Mental Energy probed inside, it was like a clay ox entering the sea, with not a single bit of feedback.

"Everyone, big shots."

Bai Ye turned his head, and the lewd smile on his face disappeared.

"This place is not right. My undead cannot sense any life Aura, but my Soul fire is trembling."

Xiao Ting urged the Lion Dragon King forward, looking coldly at the deep pit.

"Playing god and acting like a ghost. Since there's no road, just fill it in and cross."

Xiao Ting waved his hand, directly overstepping his authority to issue an order.

"Your undead, jump down. Test the bottom."

Bai Ye gritted his teeth and did not refute.

He pointed his finger.

One hundred thousand Silver-tier beginner skeleton warriors.

Driven by the undead will, they leaped into the deep pit like a white waterfall.