[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-necromancer-i-am-a-disaster":3,"chapter-necromancer-i-am-a-disaster-necromancer-i-am-a-disaster-chapter-541":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Necromancer: I Am A Disaster",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1617022,2080,"Chapter 541: Never Underestimate Any Class","necromancer-i-am-a-disaster-chapter-541",541,"\u003Cp>The dungeon ran in batches of one hundred participants, one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Few ever reached the ninth level, and those who did rarely lasted more than five minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The highest score achieved was 85 points—just short of the 90 required.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu had seen how the four tigers in the final level spawned faster and faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every two or three seconds, another appeared, inevitably surrounding the challenger until defeat was unavoidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone who made it that far was already considered exceptional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another group entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Anwen pointed to a screen, “Doesn’t this one look familiar?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On it, a man with a sword on his back radiated an aura as sharp as his weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu glanced over, “He does look familiar. His temperament is like Senior Feng Chang’an’s.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Anwen chuckled, “That’s Feng Xuan, the most outstanding talent of the Feng Family’s current generation—and elder brother to your classmate, Feng Xiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Bai and I have been watching him. If anyone from the Feng Family is destined for reached God-level, it’s him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu nodded. Feng Xuan’s presence alone set him apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, inside the dungeon, his brilliance flared even brighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu couldn’t help but wonder if Feng Xuan would be the first to break 90 points in this Divine Stone Dungeon event.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The challenge began. The first and second levels posed no obstacle to any of the challengers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xuan swept through them with ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the third level, as the wind tiger appeared, Feng Xuan drew his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sword light over ten meters long illuminated the dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it faded, his sword was already sheathed, while the tiger’s head rolled to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“An amazing strike.” Lin Moyu murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a perfect fusion of power and skill, executed with mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Anwen nodded, “The Feng Family has produced another prodigy. To reach such heights of swordsmanship at merely level 62, truly remarkable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice carried, as though meant for Sword God Feng Chang’an to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others were full of praise as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Chang’an beamed with pride, clearly delighted by Feng Xuan’s performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he glanced at Lin Moyu and sighed, “If not for him, Feng Xuan might have ruled an era. What a pity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Chang’an knew better than anyone how powerful Lin Moyu was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had witnessed every detail of Lin Moyu’s feats in Shenxia City. Compared to him, Feng Xuan indeed fell short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the dungeon, Feng Xuan cut through one level after another. No matter how many tigers appeared, a single sword strike felled them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the eighth level, four tigers fused into a massive boss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a burst of momentum, Feng Xuan unleashed brilliant sword light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For ten seconds, the dungeon blazed with sword light, arcs of fire and lightning shooting through the space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fused boss collapsed instantly, and Feng Xuan advanced into the ninth level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By then, all other challengers had been eliminated. He alone remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spectators held their breath as the ninth trial began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four level 62 tigers encircled Feng Xuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dungeon pulsed with wind, fire, water, and lightning elements, further empowering the tigers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xuan didn’t retreat, but pressed on. His sword flashed, and the wind tiger’s head fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could kill monsters of his own level in a single strike, but such power was draining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the wind tiger fell, another wind tiger appeared in the air—this one at level 63, one level above Feng Xuan himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other three tigers struck in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fireballs rained from above as Feng Xuan darted between them with quick, precise movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bolt of lightning, swift and unavoidable, slammed into him, his body jolting with numbness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frost crept over his skin, locking his movements further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fireballs, as if sentient, swarmed toward him in a tight cluster before erupting in a series of fiery explosions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a shout, Feng Xuan broke out with sword light, blasting the incoming attacks away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He charged through the explosions and then beheaded the fire tiger in a single stroke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barely ten seconds had passed since the battle started.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another level 63 tiger appeared in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new tiger spawned every five seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just running wasn’t an option, not if you wanted to last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dungeon was spacious, but not endless; eventually, you'd be cornered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xuan knew one thing clearly: he had to kill fast, or he wouldn’t make it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned sharply, sword flashing twice. Sword qi erupted, tearing through the water and lightning tigers in a single breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking down two tigers at once wasn’t easy. The strain pressed heavily on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That technique consumed all his power—he couldn’t use it successively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xuan panted, his forehead slick with sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the viewing stands, Feng Chang’an frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Anwen murmured, “He lacks experience. Too impatient.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu nodded, “It’s fine. He can still turn this around—if he figures it out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His combat experience far exceeded Feng Xuan’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just one glance, he had already seen the flaw in Feng Xuan’s approach, and how to correct it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind howled. Another attack closed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, Feng Xuan chose to retreat. He didn’t swing his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began weaving between strikes as more tigers spawned, twelve every minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five minutes passed. Sixty tigers now filled the dungeon, the latest ones already level 65, three levels above him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xuan hadn’t countered once. He only dodged, slipping away again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as everyone thought him finished, his sword blazed to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same devastating technique from the eighth level erupted, flooding the dungeon in radiant light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twin arcs of sword qi thundered out, drowning the battlefield in brilliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the light receded, more than half the tigers lay slain, clearing a section of the dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He figured it out!” Lin Moyu chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strike bought Feng Xuan a moment’s breath, and he immediately went back to dodging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tigers that spawned next were stronger, higher in level, and appeared with increasing frequency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Xuan didn’t hesitate. Before new tigers spawned, he dashed forward and cut down another dozen or so already-wounded tigers, making the most of every second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In mere moments, he achieved maximum impact, buying himself precious time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, without hesitation, he withdrew like the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one mocked him. This was strategy, not cowardice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time trickled by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, Feng Xuan reached his limit, surrounded by tigers once more, with nowhere to run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fought savagely, holding on for another thirty seconds before finally being eliminated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His score shimmered, then locked at 90—the highest anyone had achieved since the Divine Stone Dungeon opened this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon leaving, Feng Xuan found a stone had appeared within his spirit world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Talent Divine Stone (incomplete)]: has a 30% chance of awakening a talent during the third class awakening]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile touched his lips as he returned to the viewing stands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Admiration filled the gazes around him. Hundreds had entered since the dungeon’s opening, yet he alone had succeeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next group!” The commanding voice of the God-level powerhouse rippled through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Yiyi bounced up, exclaiming, “It’s my turn!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Yun and Shu Han also rose, “We’re up too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu blinked, “Senior Shu, aren’t you a Concocter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Anwen chuckled, “Who said Concocters can’t fight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Qingliu laughed, “Moyu, don’t underestimate support classes. Some of them can fight just fine. Take us Healers, for example. At God-level, we can slay Demons as easily as your teacher.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill pricked Lin Moyu’s heart. He remembered a line he’d once read:Never underestimate any class. At God-level, every class holds the power to make the impossible, possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>God-level was a threshold, the first great barrier in the path of class users.\u003C\u002Fp>",1286,"2026-06-06T10:27:19.222Z",1,"novelbin.me","1d6ce8c9a21a0d86829999b6f9810de41e634873506c11fa6c549ab001b1d117","necromancer-i-am-a-disaster-chapter-542","necromancer-i-am-a-disaster-chapter-540",748,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnecromancer-i-am-a-disaster-cover.jpg"]