Taibai Mining Area.
Lu Jun hovered high in the sky. After the seawater receded, he saw the lifeless corpse of the Scorpion Lord dusa and finally let out a breath of relief.
This ti, he had gone all out. Eight magic elents were used at will, and his combat power at the Super Tier was exceptionally terrifying.
Previously, the Small-Monarch Jiehai Grand Duke Serpent had not truly tested his limits. Only now, after fighting an True Monarch like dusa, did he roughly determine his own positioning at the Super Tier.
Of course, Lu Jun had benefited from the bug-like advantage of the Ti Domain. His opening move was practically unsolvable.
Under normal circumstances, one would need four Super Tier elents and mastery of Transcendent Power to slay a Small Monarch, just like Mo Fan’s battle against the Wolf Queen in the Southern Ridges.
"Once I fully grasp the Super Tier combat power of Curse and Psychic magic, I should be even stronger. If I activate the Ascension state, I can probably fight a Great Monarch for one or two minutes."
Lu Jun felt exhilarated as he looked down at the densely packed Scorpion tribes below, which were already collapsing and fleeing in all directions.
Seeing this, he chuckled softly. These Servant-level creatures had finally gathered together with great difficulty—there was no way he would let them escape.
High-Tier Level 2 Flower Sky: Sky Collapsing Waterfalls
At this mont, Lu Jun’s expression turned solemn. Vast black-water radiance surged around him as he clenched his fists. Dark clouds gathered in the void, accompanied by torrential rain and raging winds. One after another, broad pitch-black waterfalls descended, roaring as they scoured the plains.
Crash—!
Most of the mountain ranges in the mining area were subrged by the surging black sea. Powerful corrosive force seeped into the mountains, and the imnse water pressure crushed the mine tunnels.
The black marsh continued to expand, swallowing Scorpion monsters one after another, like a Nether Sea harvesting lives. No matter how fast they fled, they could not escape the spread of the Northern Abyss Sea.
No one knew how long passed before a vast Northern Abyss Marsh was forcefully transported onto land, crashing down heavily and unleashing mountain-toppling waves in all directions, carrying enormous amounts of moisture across hundreds of kiloters.
Even the people in Cape of Good Hope City clearly felt a cool, damp breeze sweep over them.
Lu Jun withdrew his magic. The Water Elent Star River dimd, and he let out a long breath.
The Taibai Mining Area had turned into a vast muddy wasteland. Countless Scorpion monster corpses floated on the remaining water, water flooding over gold mountains, corpses piling up by the millions.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Within his field of vision, countless azure-blue essences rose into the air, sparkling like a brilliant starry sky—Servant-level, Warrior-level, Commander-level, all mixed together.
Lu Jun had exhausted his Water Elent magic power, stacking the tidal effects to their extre. He had slaughtered a full fifty thousand Scorpion monsters.
Based on the Servant-level essence drop rate, he alone harvested five hundred essences. Adding the synthesis of residual essences, the total reached one thousand essences. The Warrior-level essence drop rate was higher, yielding around a hundred, while the Commander-level produced about seven or eight.
A trendous harvest. With so many essences, it was enough to push two or three magic elents to High Tier Level Four spells, with power equivalent to half a Super Tier spell.
Hiss—hiss—hiss!
Just as Lu Jun was feeling overjoyed, a banshee-like shriek rang out from deep within the corpse of the Scorpion Lord dusa. A vast azure-blue sun slowly rose, occupying the center of the entire blue starry sky, radiating supre and domineering aura.
Buzz buzz! In an instant, all the Scorpion essences trembled and froze. Glowing points, faint flas, stars, and moons swayed as they all bowed toward their king.
Within the azure sun, a graceful figure appeared. A mature, beautiful face twisted and illusory, filled with ferocity, continuously emitting soul wails and boundless resentnt, as if trying to command hundreds of thousands to overthrow Lu Jun.
"Trying to pull a ’return to the Yellow Springs to summon old troops, banners of a hundred thousand to slay Yama’? What a joke!"
Lu Jun muttered lightly, his tone full of mockery. With the orthodox inheritor of the Ancient King standing here, how could he fear undead turmoil? Moreover, they had all been slain beneath his blade in life—re losers.
However, as he stared at the azure sun in the void, his expression turned slightly surprised. "A Monarch-level essence? I’m quite lucky this ti. Converted into money, that’s at least three to four billion."
The probability of Monarch-level monsters dropping essences was extrely high—roughly one in ten. He had already killed several Monarchs, so statistically it made sense.
Furthermore, dusa specialized in Psychic and Curse demonic arts, with profound soul attainnts, so dropping an essence was perfectly reasonable.
Boom!
Imdiately after, Lu Jun’s eyes flashed with deep blue radiance. He snorted coldly as vast spiritual power burst forth from his body, whipping up an invisible ntal storm in the void. It was as if darkness had descended, and the surrounding essences dimd slightly.
The azure sun shook violently. Inside it, dusa’s soul projection was struck as if by lightning, collapsing completely.
Next, the White Tiger Pendant radiated light. The azure-blue essences scattered across the sky disintegrated, transforming into countless threads of soul energy that continuously poured into the air above the blood-red marsh.
Before long, Lu Jun swept clean all the essences in the Taibai Mining Area, leaving behind only innurable corpses exuding dense deathly aura.
Naturally, he did not hold back. He softly chanted an incantation and released the Death Elent basic spell [Necromantic Revival]. One blood-red formation after another appeared beneath the corpses, slowly engulfing them in crimson light.
Lu Jun had limited ti. With such an enormous number of corpses, turning them all into undead would take an extrely long period. Moreover, many incomplete bodies would require [Flesh Stitching] to be reforged and repaired, an imnse workload.
So he simply stored these corpses within his Undead Space first.
"With the Nether Serpent Undead Lord and the dusa Undead Lord as the core, selecting a few powerful individuals that give birth to talents as backbone contracts, plus this massive batch of corpses, it should be enough to form a formidable cannon-fodder undead army."
Lu Jun calculated silently. Once this undead army was refined, the high-frequency practice of his Death Elent would likely cause his cultivation to surge steadily, making a breakthrough to High Tier effortless.
However, when he was storing the dusa and other snake-scorpion corpses into the Undead Space, a certain bizarre aura rose from deep within their flesh and blood, converging toward him.
At first, Lu Jun thought it was dusa Scorpion Lord’s final counterasure before death, a kind of ntal curse ant to retaliate against an enemy.
But after circulating Super Tier Curse and Psychic magic, he found no trace of any supernatural residue on himself.
This was more like a scent mark—using dusa as the hub, at the cost of the deaths of large numbers of snake-scorpion corpses, it attached itself to the enemy and lingered without dispersing.
"Hm? A special trait of the dusa lineage?"
Seeing this, Lu Jun pondered. He knew that dusa’s Mother, the sovereign of the snake-scorpion race, possessed unparalleled mastery over curses, psychic arts, and other sinister techniques. As her direct descendants, they naturally inherited certain mysterious traits or ritual backhands.
He rembered that in the original tiline, when Mo Fan ca to Africa and provoked a Monarch-level dusa, rely her remote curse had tortured a group of top-tier High Tier young elites to the point of unbearable agony.
It was only dispelled by Apas’s tears.
As for Lu Jun, because his attainnts in both the Curse Elent and Psychic Elent were equally profound, curses from dusas of the sa tier had no effect on him. Only thods left deep within the bloodline by dusa’s Mother herself could take effect.
It was likely a retaliation specifically aid at troubleso enemies like him.
After all, the snake-scorpion race was the most vengeful of all.
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