Chapter 218 – Are You… Summoning Me?

The situation took a sudden turn.

The terrifying aura of the “Newborn” Elephant Man enveloped the entire battlefield.

The Yellow Bear members, initially filled with joy and excitement, had their spirits completely doused by a bucket of cold water, leaving them pale-faced.

Even those merely spectating were already trembling with fear.

Lu Yuan, who was facing this terrifying pressure directly, felt it even more intensely.

He squinted his eyes and looked up at the Elephant Man.

He was still in the state of the [Eye of Doom].

This skill itself was close to leveling up, and after a series of battles, it had directly leveled up to LV3.

But even at LV3, the [Eye of Doom] could not detect any trace of death energy from the Elephant Man.

This wasn’t a new discovery.

Lu Yuan had noticed it as soon as he activated the skill.

“Not a living creature?”

A thought emerged in Lu Yuan’s mind, but this was not the time to dwell on it.

His five senses were already somewhat distorted, and even his mental power was affected.

The terrifying aura emanating from the Elephant Man, like waves of a tsunami, made Lu Yuan feel an unprecedentedly awful pressure.

It felt as though he were standing in a gravitational field two hundred times stronger than normal.

In his vision, the black body of the Elephant Man kept growing larger and expanding…

It was as if it had really transformed into a vast, undulating black mountain, blocking out the sky and compelling people to kneel down and worship at its feet.

The metallic taste of blood quickly filled Lu Yuan’s mouth; the sharp pain from biting his tongue helped him snap out of the illusion brought on by the pressure.

He swallowed the blood expressionlessly.

His face remained calm.

“A towering, lofty, massive, and indestructible opponent.”

Lu Yuan quietly observed the Elephant Man in front of him, while a skill on his professional panel began to glow subtly.

“Then…”

He once again slowly clenched his right fist.

His wounded arm began to bleed from the scars, with blood flowing quickly down the grooves between his muscles.

Nebulous mental power began to boil, and the air within a hundred meters around him started to distort, like a school of transparent fish swimming rapidly towards him.

They gathered at his blood-soaked right fist, shining brighter and brighter.

Until…

It seemed as though he was holding a ball of “light”!

“Then I will shatter this mountain,” Lu Yuan thought calmly.

And then, he struck.

Extraordinary Martial Arts: [Super Killer Move – Thousand Crows Salute the Moon]!

LV2!

“Whoosh—”

Lu Yuan, clutching the “light,” pushed the transparent distortion in front of him forward.

Under the tsunami-like terrifying aura of the Elephant Deity Emissary, it was as if a massive counter-wave had been forcibly lifted within it.

The screeching of the Elephant Deity Emissary abruptly stopped.

The next second.

“Boom!”

Lu Yuan’s LV2 Super Killer Move punch landed squarely on its chest, where he had previously cracked it.

“Boom boom—”

The highly condensed “light” exploded on the Elephant Man’s body.

In that instant, many of the spectators witnessed something remarkable—

A full moon hung in the sky, the Styx flowed silently, boiling. Thousands of Black Crows obscured the sky and the full moon transformed into the eerie eye of a crow in an illusion.

It was beautifully strange, silently noisy, with a chilling killing intent hidden beneath the calm… The mental perception of it brought deep shock and horror to everyone who saw the illusion.

However, in the next moment…

“Thump!”

A dull heavy impact snapped everyone back to reality.

The illusion dissipated, and everyone’s pupils contracted sharply.

They saw a figure being propelled backward like a cannonball, crashing through layers of the ground, disappearing deep into the underground for who knows how many meters.

Looking back at the battlefield.

The elephant-headed human form of the Elephant Deity Emissary stood quietly, seemingly not having moved an inch, with only a web of cracks on its chest quickly closing and healing.

The Elephant Deity Emissary stood.

Then, the figure that had been sent flying was…

“Boom boom boom—”

Lu Yuan felt as though he were sinking continually in an incredibly viscous liquid, falling… and falling…

Pain shot through his entire body.

But compared to the pain in his chest, it was nothing.

“I lost…”

“Am I going to die?”

Lu Yuan’s consciousness was muddled, with only a sliver of clarity remaining.

He was gravely injured.

“Not yet.”

“Yuwen Tong knows my strength, and she knows the strength of the Elephant Deity Emissary. She must have a contingency plan; she wouldn’t let me die.”

“But still…”

Lu Yuan struggled to rise from his downward plummet, but his whole body felt like it was about to tear apart.

“How could I possibly be content with this!”

[Undefeated Instinct] was still activated, refusing to let him fall without a fight.

But he could do nothing.

The extraordinary power he wielded, the killer moves, the super killer moves, the attributes after a limit break…

All those things he had once prided himself on.

In front of an emissary-level Elephant Man, they all seemed like a joke.

A profound sense of helplessness enveloped Lu Yuan.

For a brief moment, he felt as though he was back before he had even stepped into martial arts, before he had unlocked the [Martial Artist] panel.

Back when his family was burdened with heavy financial pressures, watching his parents live in anxiety every day, wanting to help but unable to do anything.

“Thud!”

His descent finally came to a halt as Lu Yuan crashed heavily into the bottom of the “abyss.”

He could distinctly feel many of his bones shattering, and his internal organs were severely injured.

Though not at the brink of death, his injuries were indeed severe.

Struggling, Lu Yuan brought up his professional panel.

His consciousness was growing increasingly murky, and it wouldn’t be long before he entered a self-protective “forced shutdown” state.

Before that happened, he tried to find a way to turn the situation around, just like when he faced Karofis of the Crow Deity Sect.

Choosing to face the Elephant Deity Emissary alone, he had boasted confidently in front of Yuwen Tong.

To end like this, in such a hasty manner-he could not accept it!

[Student], [Ancient Language Expert], [Martial Artist], [Death Messenger (Extraordinary)], [Spear Bearer (Extraordinary)]

Five professional panels, dozens of skills.

Lu Yuan scanned through each one, over and over.

But he found not a shred of the hope he was seeking to turn the tide.

He had already used up all his skill points and attribute points before this battle began.

It seemed he was truly at the end of his rope.

Lu Yuan’s consciousness began to fade, his eyelids growing heavier.

Waves of exhaustion and pain swept over him relentlessly.

He could barely maintain the integrity of his professional panel anymore; it started to distort, morph, and flicker like a water curtain.

“Is this… really it?”

Lu Yuan struggled to keep his eyes open, to gaze at the light leaking in from the abyssal opening created by his own body.

He tried to grasp that light.

But the light dimmed, and the world in front of him grew darker and darker…

“Sigh…”

With a whisper of resignation in his heart.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes.

However, in the instant before all light vanished.

It seemed he saw…

The numbers behind the four basic attributes on his panel…

Tremble slightly, then…

Melt away like water.

His [Undefeated Instinct]… seemed to still be active.

…..

“Crack-“

A handsome man in a black trench coat effortlessly snapped a person’s neck and discarded the body like trash.

He casually surveyed his surroundings. In the hall of this villa, bodies lay scattered at his feet, blood pooling across the floor.

A burly man, his face smeared with blood and filled with terror, clutched his broken arm and leaned against a nearby wall. He shouted at the man, “Liu Daoyuan, you’ve gone mad! You dare to kill people?!”

With a smile on his face, the man walked step by step towards the burly man. As he walked, he said, “Why shouldn’t I dare to kill?

Is there anything in this world that Liu Daoyuan would not dare to do? Hand over the Legacy of true skill, and if I’m in a good mood, I might spare your life…”

“In your dreams!”

“Boom!”

Minutes later, the man casually strolled out of the villa.

Behind him, through the open doors, lay a man immersed in a pool of blood, gravely injured but not dead.

His eyes were fixed on the man’s departing figure, but what was reflected in his pupils was the shadow of a thin, elderly figure.

“Poison-Handed Crane Demon! You killed my fellow disciples from the Overlord Fist Sect… This hatred is irreconcilable!!!”

As the man walked out of the villa, a black-robed man, as massive as a mountain, was already waiting for him at the entrance.

“It went smoother than expected.”

“The old bastard didn’t leave, but that little bastard managed to escape…”

The man chuckled and then lazily said, “On to the next one.”

The black-robed man remained silent, merely following him quietly.

The two of them swaggered through the villa area.

The people they passed saw…

An old man with white hair and a cold expression, radiating a murderous aura and malevolence, striding boldly.

…

“Vital signs are stable, that’s a relief…”

On the mountaintop, the handsome young man fixed his eyes on a specific point, blue light flickering in his pupils.

After locating the target, he sighed in relief and casually slipped a prepared potion back into his pocket.

“What a pity…”

The handsome young man let out a soft sigh, a touch of regret in his tone.

“If he were truly at the emissary level, he would assuredly become famous overnight. Although he’s already impressive, saying it aloud just lacks a certain weight…”

“Indeed, a very remarkable individual.”

Beside him, Julian, the Fiery Fist, uncharacteristically didn’t contradict him. He nodded in agreement and said, “No wonder a mere Golden Bear warranted sending you, a Flying Bear General, to protect him secretly. He is worth it.”

“In the Xia State, we have countless talents. Individuals of such caliber, while not growing on trees, are nevertheless plentiful… something you can only envy.”

The handsome young man grinned, a proud and smug expression on his face.

Julian’s face darkened, regretting that he had given the “shameless man” before him too much credit.

He shifted the conversation coldly, “Can we move now?”

“Of course.”

The handsome young man casually patted the rhombus-shaped crystal at his chest.

Instantly, the crystal emitted a brilliant blue light.

Countless streams of deep blue flowed over his entire body, and in the span of a breath, he was encased in a set of exquisite and ornate exoskeleton armor.

“How are we splitting this?”

Red light began to radiate from Julian as well, and the two men simultaneously lifted off the ground.

The handsome young man moved swiftly, transforming into a deep blue streak of light that shot forward.

He left only one sentence for Julian.

“Whoever grabs it first keeps it, of course, you idiot!”

“You shameless bastard!”

Julian cursed in Javier’s language before rapidly taking off to chase after him.

A blue and a red streak of light zipped through the sky like shooting stars.

Below, the Yellow Bears and Sleepless, who were caught up in various emotions, regained their spirit the moment they saw the two streaks of light.

“It’s Lord Julian, the Fiery Fist!”

The blond man leading the Sleepless group displayed a look of excitement and quickly announced, “Lord Fiery Fist is taking action. Everyone, get ready!”

“Yes, sir!”

The group of Sleepless immediately started executing their pre-arranged plan.

Among them, a seemingly ordinary yet beautiful woman was holding binoculars, frowning as if deep in thought.

“Academician Bai, what’s wrong?”

Noticing her unusual expression, the blond man couldn’t help but inquire.

“Nothing, I just thought that looked a bit like… but it must be my imagination. How could it be?”

She spoke briefly before quickly shaking her head, dismissing her own thoughts.

The blond man didn’t quite understand her, and with no time to delve into it, he merely advised her to stay sheltered and remember to protect herself during the upcoming battle, then hurriedly walked away.

…

By now, the Handsome Young Man and Julian, the Fiery Fist, had arrived at the quarry.

The elephant man, who had just established his dominance on the battlefield, was about to pick up the three stone balls.

Sensing the intense hostility emanating from the two newcomers, the elephant man immediately halted his actions. He began stomping and beating his chest, raising his elephant trunk high and letting out a loud trumpet in their direction.

“Demon Mountain!”

The terrifying soundwaves spread out once again, but they had no effect on the Handsome Young Man and Julian.

Their expressions remained unchanged; they perfectly understood the intent of this elephant deity emissary’s actions.

This marked a ritualistic declaration of war against their enemies.

Alternatively, it could be seen as-an exclusive form of provocation belonging to the Elephant Deity Sect.

Both men exchanged a brief glance, preparing to dive down and engage in combat.

However, at that moment…

A voice, deeply suppressed and laden with an indescribable weight.

Broke through the layered soundwaves of the elephant deity emissary’s fearsome roar.

It echoed by their ears, and across the battlefield sky…

Slowly and coldly.

“Are you… summoning me?”