Chapter 1502

Xiao Feng flies fast, speeding through the Xing Kong, approaching the area where our side's battlefield is located.

Along the way, many players can be seen battling various tentacles of all sizes.

Under the frantic output of hundreds of millions of players, ordinary tentacles with 100 Jing HP have died in large numbers.

At this moment, the total number of tentacles has sharply dropped to over 12,400.

However, a large portion of tentacles, having slain over 10,000 players, evolved into giant tentacles, their HP surging to 1000 Jing, making them much harder to kill.

With an ordinary player's strength, the average damage dealt to a tentacle's body is between 5 and 8 million. Since the tentacle is large, at least several thousand can attack it each second, so the damage it receives per minute is usually over 3 Jing.

Those tentacles that failed to evolve cannot survive long under this frantic assault.

But the evolved giant tentacles are troublesome; their HP has increased tenfold, and they can only be worn down slowly.

After flying for over ten minutes, Xiao Feng finally saw his teammates' familiar silhouettes.

He multitasks, using a clone of his immortal sword to idle in a spot where the boss's main body cannot reach and tentacles are sparse, keeping 120 layers of the "Endurance" buff without acting.

His main body and the No. 2 clone separate to the left and right.

"Old Li, you're not dead yet? Come give me a buff!" Seeing Li Li still alive, the No. 2 clone steps forward and shouts.

Li Li chuckles hehe: "No way, my life is too tough." He casually lifts his scepter and applies three layers of blessing to him.

Xiao Feng glances at the attack panel, satisfied, and says: "Brother will show you a low‑end version of the War God Kingdom's Snowfall ultimate!"

Yin-Yang Breath!

Yin-Yang Circulation!

Chaotic World Ice River!

The clone, holding a duster, casts with yang‑attribute divine power in place; a chill spreads outward, centered on himself, covering a radius of 781 kilometers.

Cold winds sweep through the Xing Kong, and soon frost and snow appear, scattering down.

Because this is in the Xing Kong environment, the skill's attack range is somewhat larger than usual.

Normally, when cast on the ground, the range of a magic attack mainly manifests as "area."

But in the Xing Kong there is no land; the distribution of players and monsters is more three‑dimensional, with targets above, below, front, back, left, and right.

The Chaotic World Ice River's default height coverage is 100 meters; after a 70‑fold increase it reaches 7100 meters, and adding the yang‑attribute divine power's extra 10% total range gives 7810 meters, equivalent to a cylindrical strike zone with a radius of 781 kilometers and a height of 78.1 kilometers.

Such a vast range is considerable even for the entire battle zone, covering a considerable number of tentacles.

Shush-shush-shush

Goose‑feather‑sized snowflakes fly wildly in the air; with no ground, they cannot form snowpack or ice, making it look rather empty.

But the skill's damage is real and solid!

-61.3 trillion (crit)

-60.9 trillion (crit)

-61.1 trillion (crit)

Damage ticks off the ancient god's tentacles one segment at a time; although each tick is far less than a sword strike, ten ticks in ten seconds add up to over 600 trillion.

Each tentacle hit for over 600 trillion; striking eight or nine hundred tentacles at once yields total damage in the tens of Jing, comparable to the main body's single‑target ultimate.

Moreover, this can only be considered one of his minor skills.

After a wave of ice and snow, a second wave of magic arrives quickly.

This time it's Fire‑type Divine Punishment!

Boom~

A mass of flames erupts in the Xing Kong, its shockwave spreading outward, covering a radius of over seventy kilometers and likewise affecting no fewer than twenty‑to‑thirty tentacles.

Moreover, its damage exceeds the combined damage of the ten segments of Chaotic World Ice River!

"I still need to use a few Heavenly Dao skills to accumulate Dao resonance." Xiao Feng mutters to himself.

Immediately afterward, he conjured a Great Five Elements Annihilation Formation.

As a tier‑3 Heavenly Dao Secret Art, the Great Five Elements Annihilation Formation's power is dozens of times greater than ordinary magic skills.

However, lacking the boost from the Black Star Magic Ring and Meteorological Talent, its range only benefits from the Xuanwu gear's 20× effect and yang‑attribute divine power, giving a radius of only about a pitiful 23 kilometers.

It's small, but still usable; tossing it into a dense tentacle area can hit seven or eight monsters.

The Five Elements' power cycles, bombards, and rends; one round of this secret art deals single‑target damage of several Jing, fiercer than anyone grinding for an hour.

Nearby players watch his successive massive‑skill damages and are immensely envious.

"Senior brother is so awesome; if I could have even one percent of his ability..."

In the Blue Star camp's region, an elementary‑school player wields a staff, constantly attacking the giant tentacles, but his eyes gaze admiringly at Xiao Feng, who is displaying great divine might in the distance.

"Huh? Why are there two senior brothers?"

At that moment, he suddenly noticed something strange.

One Xiao Feng keeps unleashing ultimates, bombarding nonstop.

Meanwhile, in another place, another Xiao Feng, dressed in different attire, wields a long sword and releases incredibly flashy single‑target skills.

The kid, wanting summer vacation, finds his brain a bit slow to process, even thinking he's hallucinating.

He can't help opening his friend list and sending a private chat: "Senior brother, senior brother, I found someone impersonating you!"

While properly holding a top‑grade spirit‑artifact flying sword, the Xiao Feng main body fighting the giant tentacles chuckles and explains: "That's not an impostor; it's my talent clone. Little guy, are you nearby too? Which legion are you in?"

"A clone? Sounds cool…… Senior brother, I'm in the Newbie Corpse‑Lie Guild… alas, I'm dead!"

While chatting about wanting summer vacation, suddenly his vision went dark; a varicolored storm swept in and he was instantly killed by the elemental magic vomited by the giant tentacle.

Xiao Feng laughs helplessly, consoling: "It's fine, don't cry; I just got killed too, I'll fly back right away."

"I won't cry, yeah, I'll be back right away! Summer vacation has started, I can play for a long time!"

The little junior brother, fearless and full of vigor, respawns in Snow Lord City and rushes back toward the battlefield.

Xiao Feng found the legion of the "Newbie Corpse‑Lie" Guild.

This is a mid-sized guild with several hundred thousand players, but there are relatively few experts; someone like his junior martial brother who possesses a main divine artifact is already considered a backbone force of the guild.

The newbie corpse-laying corps is fighting a 300-meter giant tentacle, suffering considerable losses.

Xiao Feng's true form arrived, his spirit sword trembled and rang, a flash of light passed, dealing a massive 20 jing damage, instantly reducing the tentacle's HP by 5%.

Then followed a dozen or so consecutive sword ultimate moves, his mana seeming inexhaustible, and the giant tentacle was cut down beneath his sword.

"Xiao Feng the Great God is invincible!"

Seeing his unmatched bravery, nearby players were greatly encouraged.

So far, the number of giant tentacles killed is still relatively low; almost all those slain are ordinary tentacles.

A giant tentacle with 1000 jing HP is truly of Ancestral God-level combat power, just with fewer means.

After slaying a tentacle, Xiao Feng flew toward the next target.

In the midst of fighting, unnoticed, the number of tentacles dropped below 9,999!

We can now attack the Ancient God's true form!