Chapter 110: Advancing to Level Three: The World's Impact

The dark underground.

The emerald pond, as Fulade and Ma'erjin frantically draw from it, the originally intense emerald hue gradually turns clear.

A profoundly mysterious, powerful aura, like a ferocious beast about to break out of its cage, begins to brew in the darkness.

No, to be precise, it should be two!

With Ma'erjin's breakthrough arriving, Fulade, who is affected up close, also experiences a subtle change in his internal aura.

At the same time, the Dark World, affected by the two's breakthrough, sees for the first time in millennia a major shift in the rule layer, as well as an expansion of that layer.

The most obvious change is that the Dark World's energy elements, in recent times, are in a rapid growth phase, increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye each day.

The number of beings that have broken the Level One Life Shackle experiences its first massive collective breakthrough wave! The birth scale of infants with extraordinary cultivation aptitude has multiplied several times over previous numbers!

The impact goes far beyond this! Deeper changes continue to ferment over time.

……

As the two simultaneously break through the Level Three Life Tier.

In the unseen realm, a vague yet massive will slowly awakens from slumber, in a daze, casting its gaze toward the two about to breakthrough.

And with the attention brought by that gaze, an anomaly suddenly descends upon the Dark World! Affected by that unseen will, the comatose Fulade and Ma'erjin seem to feel as if they are returning to their mother's embrace.

It is warmth, it is reassurance.

Like a small boat bobbing on emerald waves, gently rocking, a faint smile from deep within gradually appears on the two's comatose faces.

Subject to that vague will's attention, and the effects of the two's breakthrough.

The blood moon night, which should occur once every hundred years, lasted a full month! The wondrous sight of sun and moon sharing the sky returns to the Dark World!

Consequently, over the sea, tsunamis occur frequently, tides rise and fall, and tidal phenomena become extremely chaotic.

For a time, the southern coastal region suffers frequent disasters; as a territory governed by the Holy Court, its losses are severe.

This also forces the Holy Court's front‑line army, reluctantly, to begin pulling back the defensive line and retreating to the rear.

The abandoned multiple nations are swiftly seized by the Dark Faction, added to its holdings.

This compels us to praise Fulade's foresight.

It is precisely because of the Strategic Department's existence that, even when Fulade is absent during major upheavals, the Dark Faction can still seize the moment, operate swiftly, and respond actively.

One could say that during this month, the entire Dark World has already sunk into the collective revelry of dark creatures.

Dark elements and a series of negative energies continue to rise, while light‑type elements begin to be suppressed and crowded out.

Moreover, in the Holy Court's rear, tsunamis are frequent and the crust is shifting.

This causes the entire Holy Court to fall into panic.

And the mastermind behind all this is the comatose Fulade and Ma'erjin, who are undergoing a breakthrough.

……

Panduo Mountain.

Annie, Dumitelu, Angelique and others wear shocked expressions, their gazes fixed on the low hill in the distance.

A blood‑red moonlight blankets that peak, and under its influence, massive energy spanning a thousand‑mile radius continuously pours toward the mountain, gathering wildly.

Even dozens of miles away, everyone can clearly feel the deadly threat of the swirling energy storm encircling the peak.

"Even though three days have passed, each sight still deeply shocks me," Angelique said.

Is this the ability of a Level Three creature!?

Looking at the scene before her, a flash of intense heat passes through Angelique's eyes. Not only her—everyone who witnesses it feels an almost burning yearning in their hearts.

"Head Guard Dumitelu, have you informed Queen Malina and the elders of the Strategic Department?" Angelique asked, a bit uneasy.

Such an anomaly is truly astonishing; surely many extraordinary strong beings will come to investigate, yet their manpower is far insufficient.

Although it's unclear who is breaking Level Three, Angelique and the others lean toward Prince Fulade.

After all, at that time only two Level Two strongmen were fighting here, and Fulade held an absolute advantage in the battle.

Everyone largely agrees with this.

Even the captured Shadow Demon Leopard Sorcerer Sa'erjin also leans toward Fulade achieving the breakthrough.

They would not think that the impact stems from both advancing simultaneously.

Moreover, some already pessimistically think that Queen Ma'erjin may have been killed by Fulade.

"We'll arrive shortly. This time, led by Lady Weiluona and Forest Giant Atess, we bring a supernal army of roughly five hundred people.

Lord Ravenna, it is said, has also undergone a Level Two Life Tier metamorphosis and may arrive later," Dumitelu said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Angelique's nervousness eases somewhat.

……

Holy Court Headquarters.

"North… this is a sign that someone is breaking Level Three."

"No wonder, recent anomalies have been frequent; so that's it, so that's it…"

Astrologer Leisen gazed at the crystal ball, and, seeing the divined scene, showed a flash of realization, murmuring.

"Is it Fulade Dracula, or Ma'erjin, or that little phoenix!?"

"This cannot wait; we must promptly inform the Pope and make preparations."

……

"Finally someone has broken through; now I can relax a little…"

As the words fell, a rapid footstep sound arrived.

"Pope Ni, down."

"This celestial upheaval is most likely caused by someone breaking Level Three Life Tier, so preparations must be made early!"

"Oh, it's Bishop Leisen, you also sensed it?" the Pope said slowly, standing by the window, looking at the sky outside, thick with dark clouds, where the strange sight of sun and moon sharing the sky unfolded.

As the words fell, the Pope slowly turned his head, gazing at Bishop Leisen walking up from behind.

In the swaying, alternating bright and dim firelight of the fireplace beside him, beneath the Pope's crown, that pair of eyes once familiar now wavered between light and dark, taking on a slightly sinister cast.

Bishop Leisen, who had still wanted to say something, for some reason suddenly felt that the Pope at this moment was utterly unfamiliar.

"Bishop Leisen, faced with this situation, what are you going to do?!"

Faced with the Pope's question, Bishop Leisen's pupils contracted sharply; he dared not believe it, raising his hand to point at the Pope, his voice trembling with terror as he said:

"You, you, are not the Pope!?"

On his wrinkled face, filled with disbelief, his body trembled unnaturally, like chaff in the wind.

"Yah~! This time you've finally found me out."

A hint of a sinister smile appeared on the Pope's face, his eyes instantly turning blood‑red, and a chill began to seep through the whole room.

(End of chapter)