Chapter 815: Underground Melee

At the same time, four other passages intersected here.

Figures walked out from various directions in twos and threes, all covered in wounds like Heart 7 and Plum Blossom 7, looking extremely disheveled. At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with bewilderment...

Except for Tu Tian and Fu Di, almost all the other participants who had reached the third obstacle had gathered here.

"That young translator from the Pu family, the champion of the legendary 'Pitch-Pot' who is almost unsolvable, and two civilian Tier 5s... Those who can make it here are indeed not ordinary people." The beggar scanned the few, lowering his voice.

While they were sizing up the others, the others were sizing them up. Pu Xiachan frowned, just about to ask something, when a sign hung down from above:

"Obstacle 3:"

"Because your progress is too slow, the [Privilege] has already been snatched by someone else, but you still have one last chance. The exit of the Dark Palace will only officially open in five minutes. Before then, you can fight for it as you please."

"Note: When the person holding the [Privilege] leaves the Dark Palace in five minutes, the [Privilege] will automatically bind and cannot be snatched."

Seeing the content, everyone's hearts were shaken!

"The [Privilege] has already been snatched?!" Pu Xiachan said in surprise, "Didn't the signs along the way all say that our path had the fastest progress... How could this be?"

"What? You guys also had that written? It was written on our path too... If it weren't for that, the slaughter wouldn't have been so tragic."

"Damn it, this rule can even lie?!"

"But who snatched the [Privilege] first? Are there such experts among us?"

"Wait... we don't even know who has the [Privilege] now, how are we supposed to fight for it?"

“……”

Just as everyone was bewildered, the ceiling above their heads suddenly opened, and a figure fell from above, screaming, and then landed right in the middle of the crowd with a thud...

Thump—!

Dust floated up, and Jian Changsheng sat on the ground, cracking the floor slightly.

The next moment, a stone ball fell from the passage he had come from, landing precisely toward his head, and was caught by Jian Changsheng instinctively.

Jian Changsheng looked at the stone ball that had appeared in his hand for no reason, looking completely confused:

"What the hell... where did this thing come from?"

Seeing the "Privilege" in Jian Changsheng's hand, the breathing of the rest of the crowd grew heavy!

"It's the [Privilege]!"

"The [Privilege] was actually snatched by him first? Who is he?!"

"Time is running out, do it!!"

The [Privilege] was right before their eyes. At this moment, no one held anything back; they simultaneously unleashed their respective domains, which overlapped frantically, turning the deepest part of the Dark Palace into a true human slaughterhouse!

Feeling the killing intent and pressure coming from all directions, Jian Changsheng turned deathly pale. Seeing the stone ball in his hand, he seemed to realize something, and he immediately cursed Chen Ling ten thousand times in his heart!

"Screw you!! Whoever wants it can have it!!"

Jian Changsheng spotted the beggar, Heart 7, standing sneakily at the very back of the crowd, and backhanded the stone ball toward him. The stone ball carved an arc through the overlapping domains and smashed toward Heart 7’s face!

The beggar was startled and instinctively raised his hand to catch the ball.

"Oh, for the love of..."

By the time the beggar wanted to throw the stone ball away, it was already too late. Before he could even finish his last word, his figure was swallowed by the overwhelming barrage of attacks!

In such a narrow space, crowded with several Tier 5 powerhouses and prodigies who had fought their way through countless crises, the stone ball had become the target of everyone's ire. Whoever possessed it would become the target of everyone's siege... It was no longer a [Privilege], but a death warrant!

The beggar's figure was torn apart almost instantly. The blood-stained stone ball rolled along the ground with a clatter. He collapsed into a pool of blood with wide eyes, his expression one of wanting to cry but having no tears.

It was truly cursed. He had been hiding so far back, yet he still ended up being ruined by this kid who appeared out of nowhere... When Spade 7 saw his miserable state, he didn't choose to save him, but instead silently gave him a look of sympathy before turning to join the slaughter for the stone ball!

Pu Xiazhan stood at the edge of the crowd, her eyes fixed on the stone ball as it changed hands repeatedly, a golden glint flickering in her pupils!

Her lips parted slightly, and human speech was quietly transformed in her mouth into some kind of low, mysterious language. A hurricane swirled out of thin air within the Dark Palace!

The next moment, the hurricane seemed to have a mind and consciousness of its own, instantly wrapping around the stone ball in mid-air and forcibly blasting away the two people rushing toward it!

The stone ball seemed to be gripped by a hand of wind; in an instant, it crossed over ten meters and fell automatically into Pu Xiazhan's hand.

"Hmph, you're still a bit green when it comes to snatching things." A figure wearing a black long-sleeved jacket let out a cold snort. His palm directly grabbed two nearby participants, and a mysterious force lifted them up, flinging them out like arrows!

No matter how Pu Xiazhan dodged and maneuvered within the space, the two flung participants seemed to have trackers on them, flying tightly behind her, and their speed was increasing!

"Disgusting ability." Pu Xiazhan knew that once she was tracked, she couldn't shake them off. She simply stopped, used her full strength to instantly kill one of the participants who had been thrown at her, and then engaged the other in battle!

BOOM—!!

In the chaotic battle, the number of participants shrank rapidly. Spade 7 had briefly held the stone ball for a moment, only to be hit by a barrage of attacks that left him severely injured and deathly pale.

In less than four minutes, of the original dozen or so participants, only four remained alive!

Just then,

Another passage was connected to this area, and a heavy door was pushed open with force!

Killing intent and blood surged from behind the door, instantly drawing everyone's attention. They saw Tu Tian, covered in blood and holding a burning flag, walk out like a demon from hell, his eyes seemingly bloodshot from the slaughter!

Behind him, the corpses of the Fudi lay in pieces on the ground, their eyes still wide open, staring in the direction of Tu Tian, filled with resentment and disbelief.

"Give... the... Privilege... to me!!"

Tu Tian's low roar sounded like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

He brandished the burning flag and charged into the fray without hesitation. With a single punch, he smashed a folk expert into three pieces, slamming him against a wall like a pile of mud.

"This guy... why does he feel different from before?" The leader of the [Pitch-pot] was frightened by Tu Tian's aura, his heart skipping a beat.

Pu Xiazhan, holding the stone ball, naturally became Tu Tian's target. She gritted her teeth and shouted angrily:

"Tu Tian! Do you really think I'm afraid of you!?"

THUD—!!

All three of their domains were pushed to the limit, and the door leading out of the Dark Palace in the distance slowly opened amidst the rumbling... Everyone knew that the moment to decide the final ownership of the [Privilege] had arrived.

……

Meanwhile.

Jian Changsheng, long forgotten by the others, passed through layers of mechanical devices amidst another dizzying spin, and finally landed with a thud beside Chen Ling.