Chapter 525: Soloing This Dungeon Isn't Impossible

Lin Moyu remained outside the dungeon for less than five seconds.

The snowstorm was fierce, so his brief appearance went mostly unnoticed—except by the person who had seen him enter earlier.

That person rubbed his eyes in disbelief, “I saw him again.”

A companion, his face flushed from drinking, asked lazily, “Saw who?”

“The guy who went in alone before. He just came out.”

“Where?”

“He already went back in.”

Laughter erupted around him.

“You’ve had too much to drink.”

“Maybe you saw a ghost.”

No one believed him.

After all, soloing the Kunlun Divine Palace, a 12-person dungeon, was unheard of.

These people lacked the knowledge Lin Moyu possessed. They had no access to academy libraries, let alone the imperial secret archive.

In their minds, soloing the Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon was impossible, not even the early stage.

Amid the jeers, the man wavered, eventually convincing himself he’d imagined it.

No one noticed the pair of eyes hidden in the swirling snow, hovering silently a thousand meters above.

A cold gaze swept the scene, then finally settled on the dungeon entrance and stayed there.

Lin Moyu’s second dungeon run was even faster than his first.

His undead army, combined with the Poison Lich, tore through the mobs with terrifying efficiency. No matter how many enemies appeared, they were swiftly wiped out.

His EXP increased slowly but steadily.

Gaining 3% EXP per run, that was already an excellent rate. He was leveling once a day, far outpacing other class users.

For most, gaining a level past level 50 could take months, even half a year.

“Probably only Sister is faster than me.”

Lin Moyu thought of Lin Mohan. It had been a long time since their last meeting—in the Ancestral Land.

She was even busier than he was, constantly on the move. Being a disciple of a half-step Transcendent God-level powerhouse wasn’t a picnic.

He thought of Lin Mohan, Ning Yiyi, and Mo Yun, each one forging ahead at full speed.

[Killed Kunlun Demon Bull, EXP +5,800,000]

The notification flashed, but Lin Moyu’s expression remained indifferent.

He glanced at the spot where the Kunlun Snow Grass had appeared during his previous run. This time, it wasn’t there.

He sighed, disappointed but not surprised. After all, finding even one grass blade had been an extraordinary stroke of luck.

“Guess I got greedy.” Lin Moyu chuckled to himself.

He exited the dungeon, preparing to enter again.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed as he glanced behind him. He felt like someone was watching.

His sixth sense was sharp. If anyone was watching him, he would notice.

But a quick scan of the area revealed nothing.

Around the tents and campfires, people chatted casually, minding their own business.

“Was I imagining it?” He wondered.

Shaking the thought, Lin Moyu activated a Cooldown Talisman to reset the dungeon.

He had brought three Advanced Cooldown Talismans—one his own, the others borrowed from Bai Yiyuan and Meng Anwen.

Together, they allowed up to 150 dungeon resets, which he felt was more than enough.

With each run, his efficiency improved, gradually dropping from 40 minutes to 30.

In under a day, he reached level 54.

His attributes and skills were all upgraded, but his frown only deepened.

The sensation of being watched grew stronger each time he left the dungeon.

Yet no matter how hard he searched, he couldn’t identify the source.

“It must be someone whose level is much higher… at least level 80.”

“Is it someone from the Demon Worship Society? A Dragonkind or a Demon who snuck it?”

He considered the possibilities, but found no clear answers.

The Human World’s defense systems had grown extremely advanced of the years.

For Demons to infiltrate, they had to pay a steep price. Even then, their power would be heavily restricted.

A being like the Fire Demon King was already pushing the limit. If it were the Succubus Queen, she’d be able to send only an avatar at most.

If a low-tier God-level being had slipped through, Lin Moyu was confident they wouldn’t leave alive.

“I can’t figure it out. Forget it. Whatever it is, I’ll handle it when the time comes.”

He brushed the thought aside and returned to level grinding.

After level 54, the EXP curve spiked.

Each run now yielded just 2.5% EXP—slower, but still within acceptable range.

40 runs would push him to the next level. At 30 minutes per run, it wouldn't even take a full day.

Gradually, others began to take note of Lin Moyu.

The first to point him out exclaimed, “See? I told you I wasn’t imagining it. Someone really is soloing the Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon!”

“No way. This guy must be crazy. He keeps going in and out—what’s he doing, messing around with a Cooldown Talisman?”

“Look closer. He’s using Advanced Cooldown Talismans, and more than one!”

“How extravagant... Who even is this guy? Those aren’t exactly easy to come by.”

“No clue. But seriously, what’s the point of constantly entering and exiting like that?”

Confusion spread through the crowd.

A few people tried calling out to Lin Moyu, but he ignored them and continued doing his thing.

“I’ve been timing him. He comes out once every 30 minutes. Almost like clockwork.”

“What a waste. Recharging Advanced Cooldown Talismans costs a fortune.”

“Maybe he just doesn’t care.”

“Comparison is the thief of joy.”

While envy, curiosity, and resentment simmered within the crowd, Lin Moyu emerged once more, this time radiating the unmistakable glow of a level-up.

The aura from his advancement had not been entirely suppressed, and what escaped was enough to leave the crowd in stunned silence.

“He actually leveled up? He’s been level grinding in there?”

“No way. He’s soloing a dungeon to level up? Seriously?”

“Anyone high-level here? Check his level.”

Someone spoke up, “He was level 54 earlier. Now hit level 55.”

It came from a level 68 class user, just shy of his third class awakening. His word carried weight.

“So it’s true... He’s been level grinding in the dungeon by himself.”

“This guy’s a freak.”

After hitting level 55, Lin Moyu cleared the dungeon again, this time earning only 1.5% EXP.

At that rate, he’d need to clear it 67 times just to level up again. Even at peak efficiency, it would take over 34 hours—more than a full day.

He checked his Advanced Cooldown Talismans. 77 uses left, just enough to push him to level 56.

“I was too optimistic.” He muttered, “Didn’t expect the EXP curve to spike this hard.”

“A day and a half... just for one level.”

Undeterred, Lin Moyu dove back into the dungeon, summoning new skeletons as he went.

Now at level 55, he commanded 35 Lich Generals, and his summon space had expanded to 1,050 slots, bringing the total of skeletons in his undead army to 36,750.

As always, he distributed them evenly: 12,250 for each of the three types.

Even though by now, the Skeletal Berserk Warriors clearly outshined the others, especially under the Enhance Troops skill, where their burst damage was leagues ahead.

However, Lin Moyu believed that everything existed for a reason.

If a skill was part of the system, then it had to have its strengths.

He hadn’t discovered them yet. But perhaps, in time, those strengths would reveal themselves.

After all, it wasn’t just certain classes that became powerful in the late stages; some skills did too.

Thanks to bonuses from hit talent, the Skeletal Berserk Warriors' four attributes had reached a 312,000, with each individual attribute capable of rival that of lord rank bosses at the same level.

When the attributes were combined, they easily surpassed even world rank bosses.

If their health ever increased, the Skeletal Berserk Warriors might become more powerful than world rank bosses.

Lin Moyu even found himself fantasizing, “When I reach God-level one day, will my skeletons reach God-level with me?”

What a sight it would be: an army of hundreds of thousands of God-level skeletons charging into battle.

Quantity led to a qualitative change. With numbers like that, Lin Moyu felt he might even be able to stand against Transcendent God-level powerhouses.

After exhausting the power of all three Advanced Cooldown Talismans, he leveled up again, right under everyone's nose.

His actions proved he wasn’t just burning through rare items for show. He really was soloing the dungeon.

Through sheer results, Lin Moyu told the world: soloing this dungeon wasn’t impossible.

A direct slap to the face of every skeptic.

He glanced at his level—level 56 (13%).

"Only 1.3% EXP per run now…"

Activating the Teleportation Stone in his hand, Lin Moyu vanished in a flash of light.

But just as he teleported, a beam of energy tore through the sky and struck a specific location.

While mid-teleportation, Lin Moyu instantly sensed that something was wrong.

"I've been waiting for you to make a move." He murmured, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

The enemy lurking in the shadows had finally made their move.