Chapter 311

Although none of the five Level 30 warriors had undergone their Second Transcendence, they were unwilling to admit that a mere 40-level difference could create such a vast gap.

Upon successful First Transcendence, the level resets to zero; every level thereafter grants increased growth attribute points, with a correction applied to the attribute points gained from previous leveling.

The Second Transcendence works the same way: if one succeeds at Level 30 of the First Transcendence, the level resets to zero, a certain attribute correction is granted, and one begins leveling up anew.

Uncle Tian was clearly such a person who had undergone two transcensions, had his level reset to zero, and then leveled up again to 35.

But next.

Uncle Tian's performance stunned everyone.

With a casual palm strike from Uncle Tian, explosive flames erupted; his double palms were like branding irons, and upon striking any Golden Skeleton, they would unleash a massive burst of scorching, blinding light.

That light was highly concentrated fire, directly burning the Golden Skeleton's golden framework until it slowly melted.

Moreover, with every palm strike.

It was.

One million health points.

A drop of one million health points.

"This..."

"Is the gap really this large?"

Those who had not yet fled stared dumbfounded, including the two Level 30 warriors on the periphery.

Is the difference between Second Transcendence and First Transcendence really this great?

Furthermore, whenever Uncle Tian struck a skeleton's body with a single palm, a patch of fire would descend from the sky, landing on dozens of skeleton bodies.

The onlookers looked at each other; this was truly a master of combat.

Look at Uncle Tian's speed again.

Up to now, not a single skeleton monster had managed to touch the corner of Uncle Tian's clothes.

De Mu, whose face had previously been ashen with despair, now ignited with fighting spirit.

"Uncle Tian, you're the best! Just like last night, you're performing amazingly!!!"

De Mu was a man; at this moment, some in the crowd began to doubt whether this man was truly pure.

Uncle Tian, waving his palms like phantom images, said with a grim expression: "Young Master De Mu—this old man advises you: if you cannot speak properly, it is best to shut your mouth now."

But clearly—his words only served to cover up the truth; the crowd's expressions were strange, and they obviously did not believe him.

"Uncle Tian—you're so great..."

De Mu's voice gradually grew quieter.

Like a wronged little wife...

This made the crowd even more suspicious.

At this moment.

No one dared to challenge his sharpness and seek death.

Even if they coveted the Golden Monsters, they no longer dared to contend with Uncle Tian.

"Look, a Golden Monster is dying!"

Indeed, after Uncle Tian pressed his palm onto the Golden Monster's head, its health bar completely emptied, and its entire skeletal frame scattered across the ground.

Every palm strike from Uncle Tian carried the splash effect of a Drawn Blade Slash, plus a burning effect, causing a large number of Golden Skeletons to lose health simultaneously.

Moreover, it was over one million, over one million health points lost; if a critical hit or frenzy occurred, it would instantly one-shot the health of some Golden Skeleton Soldiers.

Before the crowd could react, another twenty-something Golden Skeleton monsters had died.

Although the Golden Skeleton monsters were dying one by one, none of them dropped any items upon exploding.

The crowd's expressions turned strange.

Uncle Tian's expression also became peculiar; he clearly could not think of the specific reason.

However, what surprised him even more was yet to come.

Those dead Golden Skeletons were slowly turning into golden mist and resurrecting.

"This is somewhat wrong."

Uncle Tian muttered to himself.

Jiang Li, hidden in the shadows, also frowned and murmured: "In that case, it becomes a contest of who has more potions."

"And even if I have more potions, if Uncle Tian eventually wants to flee, I will have no way to stop him. It seems that the gap in levels truly is the gap in strength; this is indeed correct in normal circumstances!!!"

"Then I must think of some methods!!!"

Thinking thus—

Jiang Li transmitted a voice to Skeleton Number One.

"From now on, do not engage him; each of you should do your best. Those who cannot defeat him, return and rest. I have a way to deal with him."

"Alright, Boss! I know you can definitely do it."

"Get lost, don't feed me chicken soup!!!"

"What is chicken soup?"

"Get lost!!!"

"Two auras are trying to lock onto me? The other one is not particularly powerful."

"Then I will deal with them all together."

In the next instant, Jiang Li activated the Eyes of Death, and a trace of ferocity appeared on his face.

"Those who seek trouble with me, Jiang Li, have not a single survivor to this day, even if you are a Second Transcendence figure."

Under the Eyes of Death, Jiang Li discovered two or three Lines of Death and two Points of Death on Uncle Tian's body.

But now, a bit more observation is needed—Uncle Tian's weakness.

How can I make Uncle Tian expose his weaknesses further?

Jiang Li tried using the Art of Chaos to attack Uncle Tian, but Uncle Tian moved too quickly and was too alert.

It missed.

His gaze locked onto a level thirty Berserker and an Orc Warrior watching the commotion on the other side.

"Then it'll be the two of you."

Thinking this, he immediately cast the Art of Chaos to envelop both of them.

The two unknowingly fell under its effect.

"Skeletons! Skeletons! Golden Skeletons! They killed our captain and brothers!"

"We must avenge them!"

The two level thirty warriors charged straight into the battle.

But their primary target was Uncle Tian.

The Art of Chaos—its core principle is turning allies against each other.

Just now, Jiang Li used the Art of Chaos to envelop both of them, so their fundamental objective became identical.

At this moment, they had only one enemy: "Uncle Tian!!" amidst the horde of skeletons.

"Golden Skeleton, give me your life! Return my brother's life!"

Both activated their skills and launched direct attacks at Uncle Tian.

Uncle Tian frowned and said, "What are you doing? Stealing monsters?"

"These skeletons are suspicious—most are likely illusions; only one might be the true body. This isn't the time to turn on each other."

Uncle Tian was about to retaliate, but upon seeing the clan emblems on the warriors' arms, he hesitated slightly.

The two warriors before him belonged to clans no weaker than the Dracula family.

So he couldn't kill them lightly—otherwise he'd invite trouble.

Yet despite Uncle Tian's warning, the two ignored him completely and pressed their attacks relentlessly.

This allowed the hidden Jiang Li to observe a great many of Uncle Tian's techniques.

"His defense is strong."

"He has a Flame Shield protecting him—opposing my power. Can I freeze it?"

"Normally—killing Uncle Tian carries too great a risk… I can't take that chance…"

His instincts urged Jiang Li to retreat.

But when he opened his inventory and saw the purple skill book, Real Attack Spell, Jiang Li changed his mind.

"I'm not just a Synthesizer, not just an Ice Warrior—I'm also a Summoner. How could I have forgotten my Summoner identity? That's truly unacceptable."

Thinking this, a thought flashed—and the Real Attack Spell skill book vanished from his inventory, appearing instead in the base skill data of every Golden Skeleton.