Beast Taming: Sequence Evolution Chapter 257 : Resentful Spirit Entity

Chapter 257: Resentful Spirit Entity

On the Ninth Floor of the Tower, a black tal gate stood before Zhou Ming and the Scorpion-Lion.

The gate was about five ters tall and three ters wide, its surface engraved with all kinds of eerie relief carvings as decoration.

“Still going?”

Looking at the heavy black tal gate before him, Zhou Ming did not imdiately push it open to search for any remaining rare resources. Instead, he turned his head and asked the Scorpion-Lion beside him for his opinion.

“What, afraid?”

Although they had not yet opened the gate, both of them could clearly sense the oppressive aura coming from behind it.

It was obvious that sothing behind the gate posed a threat to them.

“I don’t want my friend to die here because of my wrong decision.”

“Friend? Hearing that word from you, Ten Thousand Snakes, is no small thing. Since you consider your friend, then accompanying you on one risky venture won’t hurt.”

A faint smile appeared on the Scorpion-Lion’s face. Compared to the threat behind the gate, hearing Zhou Ming say the word “friend” seed more aningful.

Seeing that the Scorpion-Lion was willing to continue, Zhou Ming did not speak further. He imdiately placed his palm against the black tal gate.

With a harsh tallic grating sound ringing in their ears, the tal gate was slowly pushed open by Zhou Ming.

The mont it was fully opened, a gray torrent surged toward them.

Decay. Death. Different from normal elental energy particles—these were negative energy particles born from the deaths of countless living beings, sothing usually only encountered within death-oriented transcendent systems.

Seeing this, Zhou Ming imdiately activated the Greenwood Necklace hanging around his neck, a defensive transcendent equipnt he had obtained from Qi Kaiyuan in the past.

Driven by his Spiritual Power, a jade-like barrier rose like a great dam, blocking the torrent ford by the negative energy particles behind the gate.

The wood-elent energy particles imbued with life not only prevented the negative energy particles from eroding Zhou Ming and the Scorpion-Lion, but also neutralized them in the process.

When the gray torrent dispersed, the scene inside the tower finally appeared before their eyes.

Corpses. Corpses of all kinds of creatures were piled like mountains—Ferocious Beasts, Foreign Races, and a large number of human bodies.

So had already turned into white bones, while others still retained their appearance from before death. However, once the black tal gate had been opened, they began turning into drifting ash at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“So that’s it. The defensive asures of this black tal gate have already been corroded by the negative energy particles.”

Seeing the scene before him, the doubts in Zhou Ming’s heart were instantly resolved.

“There are at least a thousand corpses here, and every one of them, while alive, was comparable to a Professional Beast Tar.”

While Zhou Ming examined why the gate’s defensive asures had failed, the Scorpion-Lion briefly reported what he had discovered.

Hearing this, Zhou Ming seed to understand why the Tower’s Master had established this Secret Realm on such a remote island in the Green Archipelago.

Although the Tamu World followed the law of the jungle, using beings comparable to Professional Beast Tars from various races as experintal subjects would inevitably incur the hatred of those races.

Especially the Foreign Races that relied primarily on bloodline power—they would never wish to end up as experintal materials.

There were more than a thousand corpses here, but the actual number used in experints was certainly far greater. A large number of experintal subjects must have been consud in the process.

“I wonder what kind of project the Tower’s Master was conducting to expend such effort.”

Looking at the mountain of corpses, Zhou Ming did not lant the cruelty of the thods. Instead, he felt curious about the purpose behind them.

Just as Zhou Ming was about to investigate the surroundings to obtain intelligence, a sinister cold wind suddenly rose, and dense negative energy particles gathered once more into gray currents.

However, this ti the visible negative energy particles did not rush toward Zhou Ming and the Scorpion-Lion. Instead, they converged upon the mountain of corpses. As the decaying gale grew more violent, a grotesque Spirit-type Creature appeared before them.

It stood three ters tall, its entire body primarily semi-transparent gray. Twisted and ferocious faces constantly surfaced across its body.

A fallen, polluted aura spread through the Ninth Floor of the Tower like a rising tide.

Zhou Ming and the Scorpion-Lion instantly felt their consciousness being contaminated. Their Spiritual Power descended into chaos, and negative energy particles even began manifesting within their bodies.

“Snake Swarm Will.”

Sensing sothing wrong, Zhou Ming invoked the will of the Ironthread Snake swarm to empower himself. A half-human half-serpent phantom appeared above his head.

“Lion King’s Roar.”

With a roar from the Scorpion-Lion’s Beast Tar partner, A Yue, the spiritual consciousness of man and beast resonated at that mont, and the phantom of a majestic lion manifested as well.

“Ten Thousand Snakes, this looks like an extrely dangerous aggregation of resentnt! Be extrely careful—do not let it co even a single step closer!”

The Scorpion-Lion warned with a grave expression. But before he could finish speaking, a miserable green aura suddenly erupted from the resentful aggregation.

Carrying an invisible curse, the aura expanded outward in all directions with the resentful aggregation as its center. Wherever it passed, the air seed twisted by that wicked force, forming visible ripples.

As the aura spread, the surrounding environnt began to change in eerie ways.

Wisps of black smoke rose from the decayed corpses on the ground, intertwining in midair and gradually forming hideous ghostly faces.

“Blood Descendant Secret Technique · Snake Tide Poison Miasma.”

Without hesitation, Zhou Ming imdiately cast his exclusive spell. Countless black serpent shadows appeared, blocking the miserable green aura from approaching.

However, the Snake Tide Poison Miasma that had helped Zhou Ming defeat many powerful enemies before proved completely ineffective this ti.

The black serpent shadows imbued with deadly venom dissipated into trails of black smoke the instant they touched the green aura.

But Zhou Ming was not exploring this Secret Realm alone. Just as the Snake Tide Poison Miasma failed, an extrely dazzling white radiance blossod behind him.

Compared to the environnt before them, the white light was filled with a sacred aura.

“Ten Thousand Snakes, my Holy Light Emblem can only hold for a short while. Use whatever ans you have—quickly!”

At that mont, the Scorpion-Lion held up a golden emblem. The radiance ford from light-elent energy particles possessed a purifying effect.

However, judging from his tone, the effect of this transcendent equipnt could only guarantee their safety for a brief period.

“Wuuu…”

Before Zhou Ming could respond, the resentful aggregation seed enraged by the sacred light. A large number of mutilated spirit bodies suddenly erged from within it.

Curses filled with muttered incantations and illusionary realms that distorted consciousness began to manifest. The surrounding corpses started lting, and the chaotic, polluted aura—putrid corpse water and fragnted spirit bodies—rged into a towering tidal wave that surged toward Zhou Ming and the Scorpion-Lion.

Before the two even made contact with the resentful aggregation’s attack, the negative energy particles had already begun eroding their life force. Their flesh started to feel increasingly uncontrollable.