Published: February 11, 2025
A fierce battle unfolded; it didn't take long from the moment both sides met until Ye Zhongming escaped, but they exchanged quite a number of skills, giving each party a rough understanding of the other’s capabilities.
However, this understanding was limited and not entirely accurate, sowing the seeds of uncertainty for the upcoming battle.
Ye Zhongming moved quickly with the two others, but their speed was nothing compared to when he was alone. What surprised him was how tightly the royal warriors were chasing them, as if the black mist had granted them enhanced agility.
With the speed of an evolver, they quickly reached the edge of the small island, where the Sea of Blood and Evil lay ahead.
If the sea water here were blue, the trees green, and the sky sunny, combined with soft sandy beaches underfoot, it could easily be mistaken for a beautiful vacation destination on Earth.
The royal warriors rapidly surrounded them. Although the mutated trees initially hindered them, the team's enhancement abilities quickly turned the tide, and they managed to encircle the three once more on the beach.
Here, the open view and lack of obstructions favored their assaults.
The royal clan leader looked at Ye Zhongming, who had stopped fleeing and turned to face them, sneering and shaking his head, his expression clearly conveying to Ye Zhongming and the others that they couldn't escape.
Ye Zhongming responded with his gaze, silently asserting that he wasn't running away.
Neither side spoke, but their exchanged glances conveyed mutual understanding.
With a wave of his hand, the clan leader signaled the royal warriors to reform their previous battle formation: shield warriors at the front, spear warriors behind, and those armed with grappling hooks at the back.
Ye Zhongming was unsure whether the powerful black needles had a cooldown period or if the seemingly earth-splitting Black Fire Long Knife could be used again immediately; he only knew that here, he could fight with these people.
His eyes flashed with black energy, a deep black that seemed to originate from hell.
Ye Zhongming activated his bloodline, becoming a hell messenger!
At the same time, the fine sand on the beach began to swirl around him, quickly forming a sand monster about his height.
The sand monster had two horns on its head, and its eyes were strikingly similar to Ye Zhongming's, dark and deep. Although its body was made of sand, it was surrounded by lightning, with blue arcs of electricity flickering in and out from its form.
Then Ye Zhongming raised his hand, and on the other side, dozens of small puppets landed on the ground, unfurling in the wind to transform into golden puppets about 1.6 meters tall. As soon as these puppets appeared, they arranged themselves into a strange formation, clearly a battle array.
Ye Zhongming's continuous actions left the royal warriors momentarily stunned; they hadn't expected this surrounded individual to possess such abilities.
However, the confidence stemming from their team enhancement quickly made them regard the sand monsters and puppets with disdain, dismissing them as a mere futile resistance against their overwhelming force.
This confidence was well-founded. Ever since they gained the team enhancement ability, victories had come one after another. The royal clan was previously the weakest link among the five, and the leader had struggled to ascend to seven-star; after enduring hardships, he had nurtured them into a formidable group.
In a short time, they had succeeded in taking down multiple high-level mutated creatures, quickly promoting Guo Yi to become the second seven-star evolver in the royal clan.
They believed that with time, they could rapidly elevate their leader to the rank of eight-star evolver.
How could these sand monsters and puppets possibly stop them?
But to their surprise, the boss of Cloud Summit Villa was not done yet; he threw out more than a dozen golden puppets, forming a different battle array.
Next, Ye Zhongming opened an exquisite box containing fine sand, which fell to the ground, forming two sand soldiers armed with long knives.