Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

THUD.

A spirit herb, bitten down to half its size, was tossed carelessly onto the ground by Wen Yu.

Even though he had lost a spirit herb that could increase poison resistance, Wen Yu didn’t feel the slightest bit of regret.

There were simply too many spirit herbs, and he couldn’t possibly eat anymore.

Looking at the piles upon piles of Immortal Herb Elixirs before him, reminiscent of harvested rice paddies, Wen Yu couldn’t help but sigh inwardly—he hadn’t expected to ever have such a ’fortunate’ day.

”How long is left?”

”About two hours.”

The Almighty Demon Vine’s response informed Wen Yu that for the next couple of hours, he and his three soul pets would likely continue facing the bountiful harvest, which felt akin to corporal punishment.

Picking up a spirit herb capable of enhancing physique points by five, Wen Yu shoved it directly into the Cyclops’s large mouth. By now, Wen Yu no longer bothered discerning which spirit herb was fed to which soul pet. After all, they were all his soul pets, so it didn’t matter who ate what. More importantly, his main concern was who could still manage to eat more.

Furthermore, he was only on the Fourth Layer of the Heavenly Palace. With the Almighty Demon Vine at his disposal, Wen Yu was certain that he could reap even more abundant harvests from this treasure land.

Wen Yu continued to digest his gains as if undergoing torture, all while anticipating the disabling of the restrictions.

「First Layer of the Heavenly Palace.」

”Die! Die!! DIE!!!”

Three continuous roars, like those of a dreadful ghost, were followed by two streams of black, laser-like Evil Spirit Swarms.

At that moment, Wanping, bare-skinned like a demonic creature crawled from hell, had Guan Tao’s distorted face at the center of his chest, which seemed to be letting out a silent roar.

The two consecutive Evil Spirit Swarms bombarded Ye Nan’s body, only to dissipate immediately upon approaching him, as if disturbed by some unknown force.

*Note: Once the Avenge Contract is formed, the target unit transforms into an Avenger. Avengers possess independent personalities and thoughts (identical to their pre-transformation state). However, Avengers are absolutely loyal to the Avenging Spirit. Until all Avengers are eliminated, the Avenging Spirit cannot be harmed, nor can it harm others.*

Before all Avengers were eliminated, the Avenging Spirit could neither harm nor be harmed by anyone! This was an incredibly powerful characteristic brought by Ye Nan’s profession!

It seemed to have both advantages and disadvantages, but at this specific moment, Ye Nan was exploiting the tactics and strategies derived from this professional characteristic to their fullest extent.

Ye Nan, practically naked after having lost all his clothing, clung tightly around Wanping’s waist like a koala. The sight of two naked men entwined like this was as bizarre as one could imagine...

Moreover, the Dominator’s decree of ”being invulnerable to damage while not being able to hurt others” strictly speaking, offered substantial room for maneuver.

Ye Nan clinging to Wanping was like a heavy sandbag attached to the latter’s body, significantly hampering Wanping’s movements. However, mere physical contact or a bit of pushing and shoving couldn’t be termed ’damage’.

The recently awakened Wanping hadn’t figured this out yet. He was constantly fending off Ye Nan’s entanglement by launching Evil Spirit Swarms, all in vain. Wanping believed that his attacks were ineffective merely because he had encountered some powerful defensive artifact.

Further away, Zhang Shaojie, transformed into a black-armored monster, stood with his right fist raised. Waves of Energy Fluctuations emanated from his fist, as if he were brewing some unknown, powerful move. Even further in the distance, Akad directed a boundless blood slaves army, which charged towards Wanping wave after wave.

From the looks of it, Ye Nan’s party had the upper hand for now, but the advantage wasn’t considerable...

Equality in strength—perhaps this was how a fated duel was meant to be.

「Second Level of the Heavenly Palace.」

”Tang Haofei, to the southeast, we’ve detected an energy fluctuation, roughly S-Class in intensity. The Tactical Command Department preliminarily determined it might be a small, hidden chamber.”

”Find someone to check it out then. Why are you telling me?”

Hearing Tang Haofei’s nonchalant reply, a powerful expert from the military standing beside him said with a look of exasperation, ”This is standard operating procedure, Sir...”

”Then get someone to look at it. Working with you people is nothing but trouble.”

Large organizations had their benefits, but they also came with various troubles and annoyances.

”By the way, how’s this ’scavenging’ operation going?”

Tang Haofei’s use of the word ’scavenging’ was very apt.

”In twelve hours, everything of value here will appear in the Yanjing Assembly Site and the Eternal Sky City. Oh, yes, we just received word from Fran. Wen Yu might have entered the Fourth Layer of the Heavenly Palace and has been stationary in a specific location for quite some time. Do you want to go take a look?”

The wording was subtle, but the message was clear: Wen Yu had found a trove of treasures. Tang Haofei should go take a look, and if the findings were significant enough, he should seize them...

But Tang Haofei, despite his volatile temperament, was highly intelligent.

SWOOSH!

Tang Haofei’s violent head turn even created a whistling gust of wind.

The military expert standing beside Tang Haofei immediately felt enormous pressure enveloping his body. The illusion of being targeted by an unrivaled beast surged from the depths of the expert’s heart. The terrifying pressure left the Sequence-class expert scarcely daring to breathe.