Chapter 233: One Spear Leads the Way

Riding hard, Chu Danqing soon arrived at the designated location.

Li Pihua had arrived first and was already fighting a Death Realm envoy.

Besides him, another Dimension Adept was present—alone holding off four Death Envoys.

The opponent wielded a Fangtian Huaji, wore a purple-gold crown, donned a beast-faced linked armor, and draped a tiger-faced cloak, using sheer martial might to break the deadlock.

When he swung the Fangtian Huaji, each strike carried immense force; no Death Envoy dared to block it head-on.

One Death Envoy bore obvious wounds—clearly inflicted by a single blow of the halberd.

After Chu Danqing arrived, Yue Lan Wuying and the Son of Heaven acted together, while Da Bao joined the fray.

Da Gu chanted the Mourning Whirlwind, while Da Bai began casting Spirit Art: Evil Curse and Spirit Art: Evil Words, reducing enemy stats and applying Weakness and Poison status.

The enemy also recognized Chu Danqing as a threat as a Summoning Adept, so one Death Envoy immediately broke off to target him.

Yet both the Dimension Adept wielding the Fangtian Huaji and Li Pihua sensed the movement and intercepted him instantly.

Da Bai could not only weaken enemies but also heal allies and provide protective shields.

As for Chu Danqing, he was ignored as a mascot.

Yet they understood: a mascot could be overlooked, but he must be protected.

After all, all summoned entities derived their power from the Adept’s own enhancement.

Soon after, Shuang Wen arrived and, seeing the scene, felt an urge to flee immediately.

The close combat was too brutal, especially Da Bao—he had entered Kill Mode, boosting his stats through Berserk despite low health, turning from helpless to evenly matched.

Of course, this was thanks to Chu Danqing’s Blood Sacrifice Blade and Symbiotic Armor, which stacked a 110% attack boost on him.

But it was extremely dangerous, so Da Bai had to constantly restore his HP and reinforce his shields.

“Here, want one?” Chu Danqing said.

Shuang Wen was speechless—were they insane, offering him one?

Of the five Death Envoys present, he couldn’t defeat even one.

If they really gave him one, the only outcome would be digging his grave.

“No thanks, I’ll stick to my support role,” Shuang Wen said, as if he’d never been an output class.

Ice Mage? Not anymore—his true role was Ice Support.

After this mission, he’d find a way to leave the Element Tower Peak, join a major faction, and switch from DPS to Support—never again taking the main role.

The enemy was too terrifying; support was safer. If all else failed, he could even learn to be an Ice Summoner like this guy.

After speaking, Shuang Wen activated his few remaining buff skills and calmly added another layer of Ice Armor to everyone.

That is, an ice-element shield.

Chu Danqing’s shield had no element—it was the most universally applicable, with no extra effects.

Elemental shields could conflict, failing to protect and even causing damage.

But Shuang Wen knew this well—he confirmed compatibility before casting.

On the other side, Da Gu completed his chant and unleashed the Mourning Whirlwind, locking onto the Death Envoy fighting Da Bao.

Da Bao had lost reason, but his instincts and perception reached their peak.

He sensed the threat of the Mourning Whirlwind instantly and broke away before it arrived.

The Death Envoy froze for a moment, then realized the danger.

If his own allies were fleeing, how much more must he run?

This triggered a chain reaction: the targeted Death Envoy broke off, and the others, seeing this, quickly retreated as well.

Then they realized—the Mourning Whirlwind hadn’t stopped; it followed the locked target.

That Death Envoy, adhering to “Let the other guy die, not me,” immediately joined his comrades and attacked the Mourning Whirlwind with his skills.

The remaining four Death Envoys understood his intent—they were furious, but since this was a temporary alliance, they had no choice but to join in.

Together, the five crushed the Mourning Whirlwind’s chain, but in doing so, they sealed their own doom.

The Death Envoy forced to dodge the Mourning Whirlwind was instantly crushed by the Fangtian Huaji—he never even reacted before dying.

Li Pihua used his old trick: his ghost-headed blade fell, cleaving another Death Envoy in two.

The remaining two were slain by Yue Lan Wuying and the Son of Heaven.

Only Da Bao, slightly weaker in stats, failed to finish off the last one.

But it didn’t matter—the enemy had lost all advantage; the group closed in and chopped him into pulp within three seconds.

【You killed 5 Death Envoys. Reward: Paradise Points ×50000, Universal Skill Points ×5】

Only after death did the Paradise notification arrive—four red lights emerged from the five corpses, striking four Dimension Adepts, including Shuang Wen, each receiving five Bloodied Chests.

“Yan Qi,” said the Dimension Adept wielding the Fangtian Huaji, giving his codename.

Chu Danqing recalled the Son of Heaven and replied.

“Something’s off,” Yan Qi said after introducing himself. “How many have you killed before this?”

“One,” Chu Danqing answered.

“Two,” Li Pihua added.

“Add these five, that’s eight total,” Yan Qi said. “If the intel of twenty-five is correct, where are the remaining seventeen?”

“Coincidentally, all eight targeted the trial’s faction groups and wiped them out in short order.”

“This means they’re veterans—they cut off our chance to regroup and eliminated all information channels.”

A Level 1 Recon Adept, without faction backing, has almost no survival rate.

Of course, if one exists, he’s a prodigy.

“Then they can safely pursue their trial tasks,” Chu Danqing added. “And once they complete them, even if they ignore us, we’re still doomed.”

“Exactly—like the great evils in the tombs of Cangmang Guling,” Li Pihua replied.

“No—not great evils. It’s the Underworld beneath,” Chu Danqing corrected.

Everyone exchanged glances—they had no knowledge of such matters.

But Chu Danqing wouldn’t speak without reason.

“Earlier,” Chu Danqing briefly described the Yin Soldiers’ Passage and the Yin Void.

Everyone fell silent.

If this were true, their only option was to return.

Everyone here—including Shuang Wen—had already completed their trial tasks.

Though Shuang Wen seemed weak among the four Dimension Adepts, his overall rating was mostly B-rank, even reaching A-rank once.

He was already among the top tier of Level 1 Adepts.

So even if the final task was C-rank, it posed little difficulty for him.

“This is trouble—why is Paradise silent?” Yan Qi’s expression darkened.

They knew this trial world was seized by the Dimension Paradise from the Death Realm, hence its unnatural, hellish nature.

If the remaining Death Envoys completed their task and overturned the Underworld, the trial world might revert to Death Realm control.

Then the roles would reverse—they’d become the invaders.

“Who knows? But this isn’t that simple,” Chu Danqing said calmly. “We’re only on the outskirts of Cangmang Guling—this is a Level 1 zone.”

“The inner zones are beyond our level. The real battle lies within.”

Chu Danqing was certain the Death Realm had sent far more than twenty-five Death Envoys.

The Dimension Paradise wouldn’t rely on a hundred Level 1 Adepts to turn the tide.

Hence, the trial tasks were deliberately simple.

“Relax—the Paradise will hold up the sky if it falls,” Chu Danqing said, unconcerned.

From all indications, the Paradise wouldn’t be this reckless.

The decisive point wasn’t on their shoulders.

“What now? What do we do?” Shuang Wen quickly steered the conversation back.

“What else? Keep searching. Keep killing,” Yan Qi said.

Through the public communication channel, everyone could see their Dimension Adept numbers had decreased.

But the rate of loss had slowed significantly.

The deaths of Element Tower Peak and Bafang Tower members had doused the enthusiasm of other Dimension Adepts.

Initially, they thought everyone was evenly matched.

But as deaths mounted, they grew sober.

“Hard to find—seventeen people across this vast area,” Li Pihua said.

“Not necessarily—there might be survivors,” Chu Danqing warned against underestimating others.

“True—someone left a location tag before dying,” Yan Qi said. “Someone reported an encounter on the public channel.”

【Immortal Berserker: Avenge me! Image001.JPG, Image002.JPG】

One image was the Bafang Tower’s earlier fixed-point array, with a red circle added over it.

The other was a photo taken moments before death: a group of roughly ten Death Envoys.

“We can’t fight them,” Chu Danqing said. Even combined, they were no match.

“Go check the situation first. If it’s hopeless, we return,” Li Pihua said.

If all Dimension Adepts in this region united, victory odds would be at least eighty percent.

But with just four of us, a real fight wouldn’t be easy.

“Unrealistic—if returning were possible, don’t you think the dead ones would’ve left?” Chu Danqing looked at Shuang Wen—he had the most authority on this.

(End of chapter)