Chapter 100: Three Demon Kings

The top five teams on the Shanhai Pass Talent List, besides Jiang Xia and Akatsuki Jin who were already there, now all gathered outside Shadow Canyon!

“Tch, made too much noise—now even wolves have come running.” Wang Teng sneered.

Du Gu Yun’s gaze swept over the massive corpse of the lava lizard dragon, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, then turned to Jiang Xia and Akatsuki Jin.

“Looks like Itachi’ve already claimed the first prize. But the commotion inside this canyon isn’t something a single mutated lizard dragon could cause.”

Li Jiuyuan scanned the group and bowed: “Gentlemen, it seems we’ve all received similar missions.”

“With the canyon’s anomaly, fighting alone will benefit no one. Let’s temporarily unite, eliminate the threat, then discuss the rest?”

The situation forced their hand—the unsettling ripples from deep within the canyon grew clearer, as if some ancient and terrifying presence was awakening.

Faced with an unknown, overwhelming threat, even proud figures like Akatsuki Jin and Du Gu Yun knew cooperation was their best option.

After brief consultation, the five elite teams—nearly forty prodigies—formed a temporary alliance, each led by their captain, advancing together into the canyon’s depths.

The deeper they went, the stranger the environment became; the air thickened with a primal, violent aura, yet tinged with a hint of sacred antiquity.

“A chance, yet also a death trap.”

Jiang Xia felt the faint pulse from the jade seal on his third eye—he understood.

This anomaly likely involved some kind of legacy artifact.

Suddenly, a strange roar echoed ahead—not purely violent, but carrying clear willpower… and mockery?

“Humans… ants… dare Itachi covet the Sacred Artifact?”

Three massive figures appeared like phantoms on an open stretch at the canyon’s deepest point.

There stood a ruined ancient altar; at its center, a chaotic-colored orb slowly rotated, radiating an alluring aura.

The three beasts, each uniquely shaped, all exuded a terrifying pressure far beyond the King Rank—reaching Disaster Level!

On the left, Zhen resembled a crimson leopard, with a single horn on its head and five tails lashing like steel whips, wreathed in dark red malevolent energy!

In the center, Ji Meng had a human face and a dragon’s body, surrounded by thick mist as if ready to unleash a colossal tidal wave!

On the right, Fei Lian had a deer’s body, a bird’s head, sharp horns, a serpent’s tail, leopard spots, and half-spread wings, stirring chaotic air currents and howling gales!

Three Disaster Level Initial-stage beasts—and exceptionally powerful variants.

“Three Disaster Level?!” Wang Teng’s eyes nearly popped out, “Did I see that right?”

Jiang Xia’s face grew grim: “Disaster Level… and all three as strong as Feng Xi… this is bad.”

Akatsuki Jin’s body burned with golden flames, his gaze razor-sharp: “Of course there’s something strange here! These beasts are here for that orb!”

Du Gu Yun slowly drew his longsword from his back, blade pointing at the three beasts: “Doesn’t matter why—they block the path, they die.”

Ji Meng’s dragon eyes swept over them, his voice deep and heavy: “Mortal brats, this place is designated by the Kage Long Lord—none of Itachi are worthy to tread here. Withdraw, and Itachi may live.”

Fei Lian let out a sharp, mocking laugh: “Ji Meng, why waste words with these ants? Their flesh and souls will make perfect nourishment for us!”

Zhen whipped his five tails, bloodthirsty eyes locking onto the group: “I haven’t tasted human flesh… in a very long time!”

Before he finished speaking, Zhen struck first! He became a streak of crimson lightning, five tails screaming through the air as they slammed into the densest cluster of opponents!

“Form a defensive formation!”

Li Jiuyuan roared; the Wu Alliance disciples instantly formed a battle array, their bloodlines linked, manifesting a massive shield-like shadow.

“Boom!”

The tails struck the shield—the shield shuddered violently, cracks spreading. Disaster Level power far surpassed King Rank!

“Attack!” Akatsuki Jin roared, unfolding his Golden Crow Divine Domain, charging toward Ji Meng like a golden meteor, “I’ll take this one! Burning Heaven Golden Flame!”

Ji Meng’s dragon eyes flared; mist around him instantly condensed into countless ice spears and water arrows, lashing toward Akatsuki Jin: “How do Itachi wield the Golden Crow clan’s flame?”

“Beat me and I’ll tell Itachi, Sacred Flame!” Akatsuki Jin summoned Sacred Fire to melt the incoming water arrows.

On the other side, Du Gu Yun merged with his sword, his sword qi transforming into a river of light, striking straight at Fei Lian: “Can your speed outpace my blade?”

Fei Lian shrieked, flapping his wings, darting like a phantom through the gales, summoning countless wind blades that clashed with the sword qi, producing piercing tears of sound: “Ant’s blade, how dare Itachi boast?”

Cui Jue faced Zhen; countless vengeful ghosts and tormented souls howled forth, forming a ghostly domain that clashed fiercely with Zhen’s malevolent aura: “Your malevolence suits my Underworld’s appetite!”

Jiang Xia did not immediately choose a target; his eyes swiftly scanned the battlefield, Sharingan rapidly analyzing the three beasts’ combat patterns and weaknesses.

“Fatty, Ling Zhantian—assist Cui Jue in restraining Zhen! Its defense is relatively weak, but its attacks are swift—focus on harassment!”

“Lingxi—use extreme cold to aid Akatsuki Jin, suppress Ji Meng’s water principles!”

“Wang Shichen—disrupt Fei Lian’s movement with spatial interference, create openings for Du Gu Yun!”

“Shi Man, Su Xiaorou—construct defensive fortifications, protect the rear, heal the wounded!”

Jiang Xia issued orders swiftly, his voice calm, instantly giving the panicked group a center of gravity.

“Understood!”

Everyone shouted in unison and moved immediately according to the commands.

The battle erupted into full fury! Five prodigy teams—nearly forty top talents—battled the three Disaster Level beasts in chaotic melee!

The thunderous clashes of colliding energy never ceased; elemental forces ravaged the canyon, tearing the ground, shattering the cliffs!

The strength of the Disaster Level beasts exceeded everyone’s expectations.

Even though they were only at the Initial stage, even though the prodigies outnumbered them and fought with perfect coordination, they were still being pushed back, many wounded, some critically injured, barely pulled back from death by Su Xiaorou and other healing specialists.

“No good! Their defense is too strong—their power tier is far above ours! If we keep this up, we’ll be worn down to death!”

Qin Hao took a direct tail strike from Zhen, blood trickling from his lips as he roared.

“We must find their weaknesses!”

Du Gu Yun forced Fei Lian back with a single sword thrust, his breathing ragged—his sword qi could only leave shallow scratches on Fei Lian’s scales.

Akatsuki Jin’s golden flames were suppressed by Ji Meng’s Xuanming True Water; his face darkened: “Damn! Its water principle is closer to the origin than my flame!”

At that moment, Ji Meng let out a long, echoing dragon roar, laced with mockery: “Fools! Do Itachi truly think Itachi can stop us? Awaken, my servants!”

Fei Lian shrieked in unison, gales whipping up dust and stones: “Let these ants drown in the beast tide!”

Zhen slammed his five tails into the ground, roaring thunderously: “Kill them all!”

“Roar—!!!” “Howl—!!!” “Hiss—!!!”