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Before my eyes, the mangled corpse was flailing its arms and legs, its twisted face filled with madness.

And all around, countless dead were also shouting fervently:

"Death! Death! The gospel of the world, eternal peace for all things!"

A powerful yet hoarse voice boomed through the air and echoed across the entire southwestern land.

All the living turned deathly pale instantly, clutching their heads in agony and collapsing to their knees. The weaker ones even instantly entered the process of becoming the dead.

"Just a few words were enough to make all the dead follow, and to unleash such a terrifying power of death."

Xiao Yun's face was extremely ugly, and his heart was filled with dread:

"Could it be... that this guy is the source of death?"

On the other side, the Son of Death seemed to have once again captured what he was thinking.

"No, I can only be considered one of the sources of death."

"My death is a death that leads to rebirth, not a death that leads to destruction; it is a broken death."

The Son of Death's face was contorted with rage, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yun with a greedy and playful gaze:

"But, by killing you, I should be whole again!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Xiao Yun's pupils contracted sharply, his intuition screamed a warning, and he instinctively held his sword horizontally in front of him.

A dark shadow flashed past, its claws, imbued with a dense power of death, slamming down with overwhelming force.

clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the mithril sword trembled slightly, emitting a soft groan of pain.

A terrifying force emanated from the sword, and Xiao Yun let out a muffled groan as his body flew backward like a broken sack.

In the air, flames emanated from Xiao Yun's body, and wisps of ashes drifted down.

Xiao Yun's eyes glazed over for a moment, then when he came to his senses, his eyes were filled with terror.

If the Descendant weren't devoid of human form, he would be drenched in sweat by now.

With a single blow, the Son of Death nearly shattered his descending body and almost shattered his spirit.

And this was after the mithril sword actively absorbed some of the damage.

"If my true form were here, there would still be hope of winning this battle, but now..."

Xiao Yun's heart sank to the bottom, and just then, the face of the Son of Death suddenly appeared in his sight.

He was licking a trace of blood-red flame from his claws, his eyes glazed and burning as he stared intently at Xiao Yun.

"Being distracted during battle is not a good habit."

The Son of Death grinned and slammed down with his claws once more.

call!

The power of death roared, and flames flickered around Xiao Yun, as if he was about to be completely destroyed by this claw.

"Stop harming my father!"

"Do not harm my lord!"

Charmander and King Crow roared, their dragon wings and scythes slashing down from both sides.

"Ugh, what a hassle."

A look of displeasure flashed across the Son of Death's face. He turned around, opened his arms, and met their attack.

clang!

With a crisp clang, the great battle between the two sides began.

Norton, the little fire dragon, has flames that specifically counter the power of death. As a true dragon, his combat power far surpasses that of his peers, making him comparable to the sixth order and thus an absolute main force.

With the assistance of Raven King, a top assassin who could pose a threat to the Sixth Sequence, even the Son of Death felt the pressure.

However, the smile on his face grew increasingly excited and frenzied:

"Haha, how interesting! These are all interesting new friends! It was worth the trip!"

His laughter echoed in the sky, and in the distance, the Tower of Death, which was faintly visible, trembled once more.

An invisible force descended from the sky, and the power within the Child of Death grew even stronger, instantly reversing the battle and forcing Charmander and King Crow into a disadvantageous position.

"Roar! This guy's too fierce, let's retreat, Dad."

The little fire dragon roared through gritted teeth.

The Child of Death is too terrifying; even with Xiao Yun's current strength, he is no match for it.

"Unless one can recover all their strength, it is not impossible."

"The transformation between illusion and reality! My settlement score savings account has accumulated 10 points, enough for me to advance to the sixth sequence on the spot. Although this is not my true form, I can unleash my full power in a short time by using the transformation from illusion to reality and the [Light of Purification]."

"However, this Son of Death descended using the corpse of the Overlord of the Dead, and is not his true form. His true form should be somewhere in the south. I also want to try to use the descent ritual to kill him in advance and end the invasion of the dead."

"If we use this tactic here, the whole plan will fall through."

"But if we don't use it..."

A flicker of struggle crossed Xiao Yun's face. He glanced back at the unconscious Qin Yuqing, then shook his head.

"Don't worry, there's definitely a way to solve this."

His crimson-gold eyes were filled with crisscrossing runes as he stared intently at the Son of Death in the center of the battlefield.

The Myriad Manifestations True Understanding was operating at full power, but all it could analyze was pure death, without any physical form, flaws, or weaknesses.

"Unkillable? Impossible, this isn't the real thing, there must be a weakness."

Xiao Yun's eyes were deep and unfathomable as he gazed at the distant, faintly visible tower.

It is made up of countless living people; it is not just bones, but all of the living.

Just one glance was enough to send chills down one's spine, as if countless living people were struggling and screaming before one's eyes.

"That tower was placed in a core location behind the dead and was guarded by a supreme-level dead, so the tower should be easy to destroy."

After making his judgment, Xiao Yun quickly looked away.

The few dozen seconds he had just watched made him feel his mind tremble violently; if he continued watching, he feared he would not be able to maintain the descent ritual.

"However, the tower has a great influence on the spirit, and if I want to destroy it, I only have one chance!"

A glint flashed in Xiao Yun's eyes; he had a plan.

The little dragons shared Xiao Yun's thoughts and quickly understood the plan.

"Hmm!"

The Insect Ancestor let out a long roar, riding the starlight that blanketed the sky as it descended to join the battle.

Charmander and King Crow also instantly sprang into action, unleashing their full power to forcefully suppress the Child of Death.

Meanwhile, propelled by the mithril sword, Xiao Yun rapidly approached the tower.

Clang!

The sword rang out, and in the sight of Wang Jie and the others, a line of sword light pierced the dark sky, trailing a blazing white tail, and rushed towards the tower like a rainbow.

"Did you notice?"

The Son of Death frowned, but was firmly suppressed by the three pets and could not break free.

Before Xiao Yun's eyes, the Tower of Death was already within reach.

The mournful cries grew even more piercing, and Xiao Yun even saw the living beings on the tower looking at him and waving at him.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do to save you."

Xiao Yun sighed inwardly, desperately resisting the influence of the Tower of Death, and took out three [Wrath of the Candle Dragon].

His strongest attack is sealed inside; three of them fired at once would be enough to raze the entire core area to the ground!

But before he could unleash the Wrath of the Candle Dragon, a soft laugh suddenly sounded behind him.

"Do you think I wouldn't guess what you're up to?"

A ninth-order dead man suddenly stood up and transformed into the appearance of the Son of Death.

"I am the caretaker of death, and all the dead are extensions of my limbs."

"Of course, that includes you from now on."

In the midst of laughter and conversation, his sharp claws pierced through Xiao Yun's chest.

scoff-

Xiao Yun's body was torn open with a large hole and began to collapse instantly.

Ashes scattered in all directions.

"Ah, it's not the real body."

The Son of Death understood, but was not disappointed:

"I have...captured your soul!"

Death was imminent, yet Xiao Yun laughed.

That smile was mocking and playful, which startled even the Son of Death.

"You don't actually think that a newborn thing like you, who hasn't even grown all its feathers yet, can outsmart me, do you?"

As Xiao Yun spoke, the three [Wrath of the Candle Dragon] in his hand trembled slightly.

The three regular dodecahedrons rotated, and the black dot in the center slowly disappeared, instantly spreading out in a burst of crimson-gold flames.

The three sleeping dragons opened their eyes and let out a destructive roar:

"roar!"

The intense heat, enough to scorch the heavens and boil the seas, spread out instantly, engulfing the two of them.

In an instant, the two of them, along with the space around them, melted into a vacuum, leaving only a pile of ashes.

The world fell silent for a moment, and at that instant, the three little fire dragons, who were already prepared, roared and rushed forward, joining forces to destroy the Tower of Death.

Rumble!

The tower collapsed with a crash, and Wang Jie and the others slowly came to their senses.

Looking at the conspicuous craters in the ground and the ashes that blotted out the sky, they all fell silent.

"Our brother-in-law... he's really something!"

Several association presidents who had given gifts exclaimed in surprise, their eyes filled with awe and joy.

The joy wasn't just because they had found a powerful ally, but also because, with the collapse of the Tower of Death, the other dead seemed to have gone offline, remaining motionless in place.

"It's over, we're alive!"

The crowd cheered, and just then, three figures landed in front of them.

The cheers suddenly fell silent as they watched the three little fire dragons, which were capable of annihilating the overlord-level creatures.

A group of people looked at Sanchong with a mixture of fear and fawning, as if they were seeing their long-lost father.

The three pets didn't even glance at them, only looking at Wang Jie.

"Oh no, has my bribery been discovered? It can't be that bad, I was planning to give it all to the big boss anyway."

Wang Jie couldn't help but start to let his mind wander, until Norton's voice rang out:

"What are you standing there for? Quickly pull my dad back."

Everyone was taken aback at first, then looked at Wang Jie with complicated expressions.

Wang Jie calls that mysterious big shot his brother-in-law, and this extraordinary-looking dragon calls that big shot his father. Does that mean Wang Jie has to call this dragon his nephew?

Wow! Your house is a mess!

"We love it!"

Several association presidents' eyes gleamed, and they huddled together again beside Wang Jie, whispering in his ear:

"Brother Wang, um... does our nephew need a kindergarten teacher? This old servant is available too!"

Wang Jie and Norton: "(⊙?⊙)?"

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