Full-time Creation Master

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In the distance, five werewolf lords transformed into silver streaks of light, gliding close to the ground.

The shockwave overturned the tables in the hall, and the crisp sound of teacups and porcelain shattering intertwined with their low roars.

Seven vampire marquises hovered in mid-air, their crimson energy condensing into spheres in their palms.

The light from the luminous pearl pierced through the energy sphere, casting distorted shadows on the stone wall, like ghostly phantoms ready to devour their prey.

Nearby, Wolf moved with lightning speed, his body transforming into a silver-gray afterimage, dodging the spatial fluctuations emanating from the Xuanqing Purple-Gold Lotus Platform, his right claw tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound as it aimed straight for his opponent's throat.

The cult leader's pupils contracted sharply, and the crane cloak woven from millennia-old ice silkworm silk tightened instantly.

Thirty-six lotus petals simultaneously turned outwards, each petal condensing the spiritual power of a near-7th level space mage, transforming into a rotating shield in front of him.

A loud "clang" rang out.

The moment the wolf claws collided with the lotus petals, the shockwave collapsed the entire hall and even affected the surrounding 13 mountain peaks!

Countless creatures with weak spiritual power were silently annihilated in the aftershocks!

The surrounding elders retreated one after another, and Master Zhao felt his arm go numb.

The lotus platform, which had been blessed and passed down through generations of religious leaders, was shaken and slid back half a foot. Fine cracks appeared on the array patterns on the edges of the lotus petals—although they were still being repaired!

However, it's terrifying that Wolf managed to break the 36th grade Pure World White Lotus, a Heavenly Grade Soul Artifact, with brute force!

..........

The battle between Avira and the Grand Elder was filled with an eerie beauty.

Her movements were as swift as a bat, and the silver dagger twirled dazzlingly between her fingers.

Each thrust precisely avoided the silver threads of the whisk, while the silver needles in the sleeves seemed to have a life of their own, bypassing the frontal defenses and heading straight for the Grand Elder's vital acupoints.

The elder's water magic spread and turned into ice beneath his feet, attempting to restrict the opponent's movement. The silver threads on his whisk suddenly swelled up and cascaded down like a waterfall, but they were unable to restrain the countless blood-red butterflies.

The moment the silver thread pierced through the swarm of butterflies, the real Avira appeared behind him, a dagger pressed against his back.

It was less of a battle and more of a curtain call after an elegant dance by Ivira!

........

Kaisa was applying intensity to Zhao Ye, the process tinged with a playful, cat-and-mouse dynamic.

Zhao Ye let out a pig-like scream as he watched his blood flow backward along the spatial spikes. Fear left him too weak to even curse.

The battle broke out swiftly and ended just as abruptly.

When Wolf's wolf claws shattered the last lotus petal, the sect leader's crane cloak had been torn in several places by the claw wind, and the front of his clothes was stained with blood; the Grand Elder's whisk had long since slipped from his hand, and his face had lost all color.

Zhao Ye was still convulsing from pain and fear.

Scott put away the damaged Heavenly Grade Soul Artifact, the 36th Grade White Lotus, sealed its spirit, and put it away.

The smoke and dust in the hall slowly settled, and the light from the luminous pearl illuminated the mess on the floor:

A longsword broken into several pieces, scattered scrolls, talismans made from white lotus leaves, and a crushed cup...

The White Lotus Sect's high-ranking members lay sprawled on the ground, while the few elders who hadn't died were trampled underfoot by the werewolf warriors, their spiritual energy channels shattered, their eyes glazed over like soulless puppets.

Scott straightened his wind-blown bow tie and said to his men behind him, "Take them all away alive for Lord Chu Ming to see."

Some sub-monarchs and commander-level undead vampires flew out from the shadows and took the person away for custody.

"Gentlemen, sweep this place clean and bury it!"

Half an hour later, twenty-one figures stood in a row a thousand meters above Lotus Peak!

No one paid any attention to the dozens of spying eyes of the same or even higher level lurking in the shadows.

"Then I'll do it!"

Wolf, beaming with delight at his considerable gains, stepped forward, his scarlet beast eyes gleaming with excitement.

He stepped lightly into the air, and the mere aura he unleashed caused boulders to tumble down the cliff, and all the demons living on the surrounding mountains bowed their heads in submission.

With a deafening wolf howl, his body began to swell wildly.

His bulging muscles tore through his black outfit, and silver-gray hair covered his entire body like a tide.

The cracking sound of bones echoed through the mountain, as if countless thunderclaps were exploding deep within the rock strata.

In just three breaths, Wolf had transformed into a giant wolf that was eight hundred meters tall.

Its head was level with the peak of Lotus Peak, and when its two lantern-sized golden vertical pupils lit up, they were even more dazzling than the luminous pearls on the dome, illuminating the entire mountain as if it were daytime.

He lowered his head, his nose almost touching the dome of the council hall, his breath carrying a wild and untamed aura.

The runes on the rock wall shattered one after another under this pressure, turning into specks of light.

"Little thing, it's time to tear the house apart."

Wolf's voice was like a resounding bell, each word making the mountainside tremble.

The suppression runes carved on the mountain suddenly flickered violently, as if they had foreseen an impending catastrophe.

"roar--"

The giant wolf suddenly swung its claws down.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only visible silver blades of light bursting from the claws, slicing through the rune-covered rock wall as easily as cutting tofu.

Wherever the light blade passed, the black iron rock instantly turned into dust.

The nine chains that were wrapped around the dragon pillar were severed like noodles, and the runic links disintegrated into energy particles the moment they came into contact with the light blade, as no one was in charge of activating them.

Even more terrifying is the chain reaction triggered by the light blade.

The core of the entire Lotus Peak formation, hidden somewhere unknown, was precisely struck by the indiscriminate light blade.

The array's core, buried deep within the rock strata, emitted a piercing shriek before falling completely silent.

The mountain, now free from the support of the array, began to shake violently.

The outer layer of basalt crumbled off like peeling paint, revealing the grayish-brown mountain underneath.

Nine iron chain bridges at the foot of the mountain collapsed at the same time.

The miasma, tempered by the Spirit Transformation Water, was freed from its restraints and surged up the mountain peak like a tide, only to be evaporated into white mist by the silver light surrounding Wolf.

"There are still some who slipped through the net."

Wolf turned his enormous head, his golden pupils sweeping across every crack in the mountain.

The remaining disciples of the White Lotus Sect and the demons they kept, hidden in secret compartments, tunnels, and chambers, were now exposed to his view.

Several high-level mages tried to resist, but were turned into charred remains by Wolf's casual breath.

The power of faith that permeated every plant and tree lost its vessel, transforming into the smoke and fire of human life, and the colorful clouds in the sky.

Several rock demons that depended on the formation had just emerged from the stone wall when he froze them into sand sculptures with his gaze, and then they shattered into pieces amidst the shaking of the mountain.

Wolf simply raised his paw and pressed it against the summit.

An invisible spiritual force poured down the mountain like a tsunami, completely crushing the intelligence of these demons.

The screams came from deep within the rock strata, but were quickly drowned out by the roar of the collapsing mountain.

Half an hour later, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

The once majestic Lotus Peak has been reduced to a low hill. The rune-covered rock walls, the ruins of the nine-story pavilion, and all the remaining traces of life have been reduced to dust by the power of the Light and Shadow Wolf King.

Only Wolf's enormous figure remained standing in place. After scanning the wasteland once more with his boundless spiritual power, the golden light in his eyes slowly dimmed.

He looked down at the scorched earth at his feet, where not even a blade of grass could survive, and suddenly yawned: "Done, job done."

The best way to balance the books is to destroy them!

Although the master, Chu Ming, would not coerce or exploit the resources obtained from fieldwork too much.

In fact, they usually draw a bottom line, which is very flexible!

But it's in the nature of intelligent life to keep some secrets for themselves!