"Well then, good luck to you!"
After Wen Yu offered his final blessing, he immediately deactivated his combat state, withdrew Cyclops into the Soul Realm, and then re-entered combat state, his feet slowly sinking into the ground.
Dislimning!
He used Dislimning to merge his entire body into the earth, then began moving towards the edge of the barrier, using this method to avoid the chaotic battle raging above.
Perhaps a few creatures possessed burrowing abilities, but with Wen Yuâs current physical prowess, he would definitely not be at a disadvantage, even if fighting underground.
The Dislimning ability seemed simple, but the more Wen Yu used it, the deeper his understanding of it became.
Every S-rank skill and above was anything but simple!
As Wen Yuâs body slowly sank, he finally encountered resistance after a while.
Looking down, he saw a black screen of light emitting a faint glow. This was the boundary of the underground barrier.
The entire Two-Realm Battlefield was enveloped by a circular barrier; there was no escape, whether one flew to the sky or burrowed into the earth.
Well then, so be it...
Wen Yu sighed softly and looked upward. Through the thick layers of earth, it was as if he could see the battlefield above, where creatures were slaughtering each other. It was as if he could see Little Dragon silently enduring the onslaught of all the creatures, Sun Ruixing wandering aimlessly at the edge of the barrier, and the good... and evil hidden deep within the hearts of all beings.
Is this what you wanted? Is this your purpose? Is this the will to survive that you wished to witness?
Iâm sorry. All I see is ugliness, though I am one of them.
The battle on the surface raged for an unknown duration. However, Wen Yu could feel himself steadily rising from his initial position as the barrier continuously shrank.
During this time, Wen Yu shifted his location several times, surfacing to reach the Exchange Stone Pillar and trade for some Energy Recovery Potions. This was the primary reason he could remain burrowed underground for so long.
By the time Wen Yu emerged onto the surface for the sixth time, the battle had mostly concluded.
The barrierâs range had shrunk significantly, now possibly less than a kilometer in diameter. Within this area, blood and mangled corpses were strewn everywhere.
A few mutant beasts and a handful of professionists were locked in a desperate struggle.
A chilling killing intent gleamed in their bloodshot eyes. Whether Human or mutant beast, none cared who their next opponent would be.
Because it didnât matter who the opponent was; ultimately, every other living being was an enemy!
In the spot where Little Dragon had been, countless creature corpses were now piled up, completely obscuring it from view.
Wen Yu didnât know if Little Dragon was actually dead, but just by looking at the black scales scattered about, he knew that even if Little Dragon wasnât dead, it was perilously close.
The barrierâs range was small, so Wen Yuâs appearance naturally drew the gazes of the few creatures still present.
"Brother Wen Yu, hurry up and help me!"
The speaker was Sun Aotian.
The kid had vanished somewhere during the battle against the Demon Tribe and hadnât reappeared even after all the Demon Fiends were dead. It wasnât until the barrier had shrunk considerably that Sun Aotian finally joined the fray.
Consequently, Sun Aotian hadnât expended much stamina, which was how heâd managed to last until now.
Zhang Lifei, who was battling Sun Aotian, was in a far more wretched state.
He was covered in wounds and caked with blood, unclear if it was his own or someone elseâs.
Li Shanlin lay at Zhang Lifeiâs feet. The grievous, hideous wounds on his body indicated he was unmistakably, irrevocably dead.
"Brother Wen Yu, quickly, help me kill this bastard! He ambushed me just now!"
When Sun Aotian saw Wen Yu calmly surveying the surroundings, he grew anxious.
Zhang Lifei was considerably stronger than Sun Aotian. Even now, despite his significant injuries, he was still fighting Sun Aotian on even terms.
However, upon hearing Sun Aotianâs words, Zhang Lifeiâs eyes immediately reddened, and he couldnât stop himself from cursing loudly.
"You goddamn bastard! Me, ambush you? Didnât we agree to eliminate the mutant beasts first? Then you fucking turned around and sold us out! You dare deny you killed Uncle Shanlin? You dare say these injuries I have arenât your fault?"
Hearing Zhang Lifeiâs roar, Sun Aotian remained silent. Instead, he quickened his attacks while continually sneaking glances towards Wen Yu.
Observing their fight, Wen Yu silently summoned Cyclops.
"Go. Clean up all remaining mutant beasts."
There werenât many mutant beasts left to begin with, and their injuries had worsened after the brutal battle. Facing a fresh combatant like Cyclops, they had almost no chance to fight back.
Seeing Wen Yu summon Cyclops but not take a step forward, Sun Aotian called out again.
"Brother! Help me!"
Looking at Sun Aotianâs desperate expression, Wen Yu chuckled softly.
He slowly pulled a cigarette from his space ring, slowly lit it, took a slow drag, and slowly exhaled a wisp of smoke.
Then, he drawled, "Is this amusing?"
Indeed. Is it amusing?
Hearing Wen Yuâs words, Sun Aotian and Zhang Lifei, who had been engaged in a fierce "battle," slowly ceased their movements. Their gazes, now fixed on Wen Yu, slowly filled with killing intent.
"No more acting," Sun Aotian said, a bitter smile on his face as he shook his head. He and Zhang Lifei slowly backed away together. "It really is boring."
Sun Aotian then asked, "How did you see through it?"
"I can only say your acting is terrible. Truly awful," Wen Yu replied.
"The blood on you," he said, looking at Zhang Lifei, "isnât even yours. Iâve been watching for a long time, and I havenât seen any of your wounds actually bleed.
"Most importantly, you two are ruthless. Especially you!"
Wen Yu fixed his gaze on Zhang Lifei.
"That was your uncle, wasnât he? And you just killed him. Just like that. From behind? With a skill like an ice spike, wasnât it? There are still some ice fragments on Li Shanlinâs wound that you didnât clean up properly.
"Did you see the look in his eyes before he died? He must have been in agony, right? He trusted you enough to leave his back exposed to you, and you killed him. Why?
"Why?"
Wen Yuâs voice was calm, cold.
But Zhang Lifei, as if deeply provoked, roared at Wen Yu, "What choice did I have if he didnât die? Only one of us could survive anyway!
"If he hadnât died, we could never have set up this act, this trap!
"He was going to die anyway! Why couldnât his death have had more value?!
"And you! Why didnât you fall for it? Why didnât you fall for it?!
"Because you didnât fall for it, he died for nothing! So, itâs you! Youâre the one who caused his death!
"Thatâs right! You killed him!"
"That was a neat trick, shifting the blame like that. Iâll give you props for it."
Wen Yu nodded at Zhang Lifei and ungrudgingly gave him a thumbs-up.
Then, ignoring Zhang Lifeiâs livid face, Wen Yu turned to Sun Aotian.
"I can understand why youâd try to scheme against me. I donât blame you for that.
"In fact, I should thank you. Because youâve just given me the perfect reason to kill you."
Hearing Wen Yuâs words, Sun Aotian actually laughed.
"Hypocrite!"