Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

Li Yelai placed the Rakshasa King's head into his storage space.

He plans to find an opportunity to ask psionic artisans to extract the mysterious substance from it to arm himself.

The Rakshasa King's spatial abilities are extremely unique. He can be considered the transport captain of the Terror Demons, repeatedly gathering them and sending them to the battlefield, or transferring some of the defeated elite Terror Demons.

Now, with his death, the Terror Demons are like two legs severed; their mobility has been greatly reduced.

Even if Li Yelai couldn't create a spatial channel like the Rakshasa King to allow the main force to move quickly,

At the very least, it allows for spatial jumps.

A vast spatial jump, combined with a target-finding effect that guarantees encounters with powerful enemies.

Li Yelai would probably jump right into the enemy's face.
This is an epic-level enhancement! Even if the enemy is inside the most fortified fortress, Li Yelai can directly rush in front of him and decapitate him!
It's even more accurate than the Möbius strip; one shows it appearing next to a powerful enemy, and the other shows it peeking out directly.
“It seems I’ve finally embarked on the path of an assassin,” Li Yelai said to Little Mad King.

The clothes that Li Yelai prepared were still a bit too big for the tall and slender Little Mad King.

The cuffs loosely covered half of her hands, revealing only her slender fingertips. The wide hem of her dress reached her newly grown knees.

The waistband of her trousers hung loosely around her waist, forcing her to tighten the belt as much as possible, which unexpectedly created a breathtakingly beautiful curve.

She was rolling up her overly long trouser legs when she heard Li Yelai's voice. After thinking for a moment, she nodded and said, "If you're not looking for stealth, then spatial jumps can indeed make you a battlefield assassin. Especially with your instant death ability, your decapitation success rate is extremely high!"

Divine Path, Yi the Archer's Mask - Piercing the Sun!
The malevolent energy gained through one's own killing can be used to imbue items or weapons with a dangerous instant-death effect.

If the opponent has strong enough vitality, even if they are not killed instantly, a large amount of their vitality will be consumed.

This is the ability that assassins envy the most; even the Little Mad King is green with envy.

If someone dies from a mere brush or bump, who wouldn't be envious?

If she had had enough instant-death effects on her weapon, neither of them might have been forced to use the clone teardrop.

Unfortunately, the cataclysmic event did not last long.

Furthermore, once Li Yelai changes his mask, the instant death effect will gradually dissipate.

Otherwise, Li Yelai could just mass-produce instant-death weapons for the assassins.

After putting on a pair of oversized boots, Little Mad King said, "Of course, if you're looking for secrecy, that's fine too. As long as you kill everyone who discovers you, it'll be a successful infiltration."

"That's really outrageous, but this way the outside world won't even know how they died. It definitely counts as an assassination." Li Yelai nodded.

“But I’m worried about your luck with space jumps; there might be problems,” Little Mad King warned. “After all, it’s not exactly a safe ability.”

That's true. Li Yelai had fought against the Overlord-level Annihilation Titan, which also had the ability to jump through space. However, under the influence of Li Yelai's vehicle killer, it made mistakes multiple times and ultimately only jumped its upper body out during the space jump.

Li Yelai also had to be careful about this. If he were to be cut in half by his own spatial jump, it would be like delivering his weakened self to the enemy.

The enemy, seeing half a human champion suddenly appear before them, would probably laugh themselves to death.

We still need to see which of Rakshasa King's abilities can be extracted first.

Subsequently, adhering to the principle of not wasting resources.

Li Yelai and Xiao Kuangwang went back to the battlefield again and found Xiao Kuangwang's destroyed arm. Unfortunately, the space bracelet on it, as well as some medicine and clothing inside the bracelet, had been cut into pieces and could only be partially recovered.

Fortunately, the Holy Healing Potion was stored in Li Yelai's storage space; otherwise, it would have been wasted.

Then came the corpse of the Rakshasa King.

He was beaten terribly; the teardrops seemed to pierce his chest and tear him apart.

The death was gruesome, and the body was scattered in pieces. However, even though the sealed remains of a monarch lacked a throne and only possessed supreme power, they were still definitely valuable items.

Li Yelai took away all of his corpses and destroyed all the blood and bones left behind by the Little Mad King.

"What's next? Continue killing the Terror Demons?" Little Mad King asked. "We shouldn't be in the original Dark Side anymore."

After thinking for a moment, Li Yelai shook his head: "I don't have much spiritual energy left, and you're not yet familiar with your new legs. Let's go to the shelter first and make contact with our fellow citizens in this dark side. Without the Heavenly Soldiers' Furnace, the situation in this dark side might not be good."

"Our original dark space has half of the champion team's elite troops, as well as the Heavenly Soldiers' Furnace. It shouldn't be a problem."

Li Yelai passed through the spatial passage and entered different dark spaces, thus severing his contact with Cheese and the others.

However, once the connection is established, it should be possible to reconnect the system.

Little Mad King nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Tonight, they achieved great success, with the insectoid lord, capable of rapidly mobilizing troops and adapting to battlefield evolution, being beheaded.

The Rakshasa King, who was capable of diverting the movement of a large force, was also killed by the imitation teardrop.

With the other leader-level terrors also eliminated, the pressure on the various sanctuaries should be reduced.

So, Li Yelai raised his hand and pulled, taking out the Mad Dragon Prince from his storage space.

The previous battles had caused the Mad Dragon to suffer damage in many places.

His chest was pierced, his thick thighs were almost torn off, and the armor he wore was severely damaged.

It seems that Old Ma No. 7 is also nearing the end of its life. I wonder if the shelter can still be repaired.

Li Yelai thought to himself that he still needed to find a rideable one among the demons to use as Old Horse No. 8.

Then, Li Yelai and Little Mad King boarded the Mad Dragon's back, and the Mad Dragon spread its wings and flew into the distance.

But deep within the fog of disaster, there was a deathly silence.

The news of the Rakshasa King's death left them all bewildered.

The Demon King Rakshasa, whom he was so wary of, even secretly restored himself to the Supreme level.

Despite being extremely cautious in dealing with a few Sixth Awakenings and an Overlord, he still died.

This is unacceptable to them!

Especially after the death of the Rakshasa King, the Demon Fear side no longer had the ability to teleport regardless of space, which greatly reduced their mobility and combat power deployment.

The death of the Insect Lord terrified many of the Terror Demons, leaving them without a major fighting force on the battlefield.

Many of the demons already harbored doubts about their command.

The death of the Rakshasa King further eroded the trust of the demons.

"We used 'Sorrow's' relic, a weapon specifically designed to counter the champion. The Rakshasa King also used this relic cautiously, even concealing his trump card and unleashing supreme-level power. And yet, he died just like that."

"Is it reasonable that the ninth champion, a sixth-level awakening cultivator, could have killed so many leaders?"

"He has a trump card to destroy the Supreme Being!"

"We can't target him anymore, at least not until stronger Terrors emerge. We can't let other leaders face the Champion." "Let's regain the Terrors' trust first; fighting alone is too dangerous."

"Time is on our side. The orcs continue to evolve, and the Will of Calamity is forging even stronger dreadlords."

Meanwhile, when the massive shadow of the mad dragon swept across the sky, still several kilometers away from the sanctuary, the psionicists stationed on the ground defense line had already noticed it.

When Li Ye arrived, they were receiving Iron Fist and his group, who were being escorted by silver mechs and mimicking celestial soldiers.

After confirming his identity via virtual communication, the mad dragon landed at the designated location, stirring up a gust of wind.

Upon learning that the visitor was the human champion, the psionicists were extremely excited.

Many strong individuals rushed out of their cover.
However, when they saw the tall figure leaping off the dragon's back right after Li Yelai, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

"It's Little Mad King!"

"You dare to come here!"

"Champion, watch out!"

"She's a traitor!"

"Lock on her! Produce the forbidden item!"

Instantly, countless weapons locked onto it, and psionic energy surged like a tidal wave.

This is the root of the trouble left by the illusion.

It once copied the Little Mad King's appearance and abilities to infiltrate human defenses and assassinate several powerful figures.

Even worse, it used the Little Mad King's outstanding appearance to lure unsuspecting psionicists, and then killed them when they were completely unprepared or even blushing with embarrassment.

As a result, when the news spread, the entire shelter was extremely wary and suspicious of the Little Mad King.

Furthermore, a powerful individual sounded the alarm, notifying the remaining combat forces within the shelter.

In an instant, several powerful individuals rushed out of the shelter.

The first to rush out was a sixth-level expert clad in dark blue armor.

He wielded two swords, one black and one white, while four small flags fluttered wildly behind him. Each flag was imprinted with different ancient runes, and faint phantoms of divine beasts could be seen churning within them.

Wei Jie, a prodigy from the Northwest Giant City, was once a powerful figure who reached the tenth level in the Land of Inheritance!
His closest friend died at the hands of "Little Mad King".

At this moment, enemies meet, and their killing intent boils over!
"die!"

Without uttering a single wasted word, Wei Jie unleashed a flurry of sword strikes, the sword light like a dragon tearing through the sky.

Behind him, four small flags simultaneously burst forth with dazzling light, and the phantoms of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise roared out, unleashing the power of the Four Symbols.

Flames, frost, lightning, and heavy rocks—different domains—pressed down on the Little Mad King like mountains.

But the next moment, the crimson spear suddenly erupted, shattering the Four Symbols Domain and striking Wei Jie's twin swords directly.

Its formidable power forced Wei Jie to retreat.

"The champion?" Wei Jie was shocked as he stared at the figure. Suppressing the stinging pain in the web of his hands, he shouted, "Be careful! She's a traitor! Stay away from her!"

"No, it's a misunderstanding!" Li Yelai shouted, "Among the Terror Demons, there are enemies who can mimic appearances and abilities; that's a conspiracy by the Devious Path. Those things have nothing to do with her; you've been provoked. Calm down, trust me! We've killed the Insect Lord and the Rakshasa King together; everyone calm down!"

To prevent them from even suspecting Li Yelai, the champion's cape behind Li Yelai fluttered without wind, and the unique aura of a champion confirmed his identity as a champion.

Wei Jie frowned, his gaze fixed on the Little Mad King behind Li Yelai.

“I once fought against that treacherous creation and chosen one. It called itself a shapeshifter and saw the appearances and abilities of many people, even my own body and abilities,” Li Yelai said. “It can replicate itself as long as it collects the blood of its target. It’s extremely troublesome, but it cannot store the same body. I destroyed multiple of its bodies.”

"And the curse of the Little Mad King is that she cannot be trusted. That's why you doubt her."

"Trust me, put down your weapons first. It would be bad if Guidao were to pull some other scheme in the shadows."

Everyone was astonished by the bizarre nature of the illusionary ability, but they still couldn't prove that the current Little Mad King was real.

"The message from the airdrop is that you champions should be in the third heaven," Wei Jie said.

“Yes, indeed.” Li Yelai explained, “When the Little Mad King advanced to the Overlord level, the Terror Demons attacked. We took the opportunity to break into their spatial passage and beheaded the Insect Lord. Afterwards, we returned to the ground through the passage and beheaded the Dragon-Headed Demon King. We also rescued a group of our compatriots. You should know this.”

Wei Jie was shocked by Li Yelai and the others' feat, but he remained wary and suspicious of Little Mad King.

Little Mad King, however, remained expressionless.

But she was already mentally prepared to disappear into the darkness and escape the battlefield at any moment. She knew she wasn't suited to stay in the shelter.

She was already used to this misunderstanding. Under the influence of the curse, no explanation was of any use. Even if she presented evidence, the other party would still be suspicious, and explanations would only make things more complicated.

Otherwise, she wouldn't habitually retreat into the shadows.

As long as I can't see her and don't know where she is, those things will be less of a problem.

Now, at least she has a companion who completely trusts her.

Li Yelai's words made the psionicists hesitate and waver.

If someone else said these words, they might think that person had been misled, or was simply an accomplice!
But the one who said those words was the human champion.

Many psionicists looked at Wei Jie, as he was currently the strongest person in the shelter and his words carried great weight.

Wei Jie, however, remained hesitant.

He naturally trusted Li Yelai. As a powerful figure who had challenged the Wanlong Lake Inheritance Land, he was one of the few who could step into the tenth level!
Although he was defeated within twenty moves, it also depends on who the boss guarding the gate is.

Those who don't know the situation, upon hearing that Wei Jie was defeated by someone of the same level in twenty moves, will surely say:

'Wei Jie is a piece of trash!'

But if they found out that the ninth champion had chosen him, then it would become:
'Wei Jie is a remarkable person!'

If such a powerful being harbors ill intentions, who in the shelter can stop him?

After much deliberation, Wei Jie finally sheathed his weapon. The others secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put down their weapons.

Wei Jie said, "Champion, I trust you. But if she makes any further moves..."

“That’s impossible.” Li Yelai waved his hand. “If it happens, it will definitely be a conspiracy by the treacherous sect. You should be careful of the illusory infiltration. Each team should establish its own code and characteristics.”

“Understood, I’ll go make the arrangements.” Wei Jie hesitated for a moment before saying, “Perhaps because of the curse, I still can’t trust her. So, regarding the subsequent actions…”

“I know she will cooperate with me,” Li Yelai replied, “or secretly eliminate those assassins for you.”

"There's absolutely no need for that." (End of Chapter)