Chapter 838

And now, among the thirteen Grandmasters, some had gone completely mad, their eyes blackened, mouths roaring as they wildly attacked everything around them.

As for the Spirit Energy Masters, all had fallen.

"Old Liu! Calm down!"

"I'm Old Xu! Why are you attacking me... I'm not a beast! Snap out of it!"

"What's going on? Why do I feel dizzy... No! It's the black mist—this black mist is dangerous!"

Han Li bit his tongue hard, forcing his spirit to rally, a flicker of terror flashing in his eyes: "My desire to destroy is growing stronger! If this continues, I'll eventually lose control of myself."

Mo Wen clenched his fists, his expression shifting between dark and light: "What's happening? In past battles with beasts, it was always brute force! But why is this happening now? Or... is this a new ultimate technique the beasts have devised?"

Huang Xun said nothing.

Two Grandmasters charged at him, roaring.

A flicker of brutality and struggle appeared in Huang Xun's eyes; he raised his hand to block their attacks.

He desperately suppressed his own killing urge, refusing to kill the two Grandmasters.

Not just him—Mo Wen and Han Li were also surrounded by other Grandmasters and Spirit Energy Masters.

The number of Grandmasters and Masters was too great.

Even if they fought to the death, they might not defeat them.

Worse, they all knew these were their own colleagues, their comrades.

They dared not strike to kill.

They dared not kill, but their opponents showed no mercy, so they were quickly pushed onto the defensive.

After just a few moments of combat, they were brutally wounded.

"It's over... Jin Ling City is doomed! Jiangnan Province is doomed!"

Han Li felt his consciousness fading; a Grandmaster's Seven Kill Fist slammed into his chest, making him spit blood.

He knew the situation had completely collapsed—even if he gave everything now, he could not reverse the tide.

The beasts hadn't even arrived yet, and they were already being wiped out by infighting—Han Li felt that even if he died, he would not rest in peace.

Just as he felt everything was lost...

A clear, familiar voice rang out.

"Lam, stop them!"

"Master, no problem! Leave it to Lam."

Blazing flames erupted instantly.

The black mist in the battlefield was instantly burned to ashes.

But the black mist still flowed—continuously seeping from cracks in the underground caverns, resisting the crimson flames.

With the black mist gone, Han Li finally gasped for air.

He barely held onto his senses, looked up—and his pupils shrank sharply.

He saw Su Han and Lam stepping out from a magic array.

"... The Haicheng District Grandmaster! And his maid... I never expected it to be them!"

Realizing this, Han Li instantly exhaled in relief.

Due to his status and position, he didn't know Su Han was a Saint.

But even if he only believed Su Han was a Yizun Grandmaster, he now felt utterly at ease.

After all, a Yizun Grandmaster was already the pinnacle of power in this world.

Lam moved—her toe lightly tapped the ground, her body instantly turning into a blur.

With a few sharp cracks, hundreds of confused Masters and over a dozen Grandmasters all collapsed, knocked unconscious on the ground.

Han Li: "..."

What the fuck! Han Li froze in place.

He instinctively rubbed his eyes.

When he confirmed he hadn't imagined it, his head spun even worse.

What the hell is going on? Am I really not dreaming? Knocking out this many Grandmasters and Masters in an instant—that's something only a Yizun Grandmaster could do! If Su Han had done it, Han Li wouldn't have been surprised.

But for Lam to do this... how do you explain it!? "Could it be... that one has successfully become a Yizun Grandmaster?"

Han Li's lips trembled as he stared at Lam's figure, unable to believe it.

But then he remembered—when Lam first appeared, she still called Su Han "Master." Han Li rolled his eyes and nearly fainted.

It wasn't about anything else—just the sheer volume of information he'd deduced was overwhelming him.

If before, Han Li had thought Su Han was a Yizun Grandmaster, now that he knew Lam was also a Yizun Grandmaster, he no longer believed that.

As fellow Yizun Grandmasters, each carries their own pride.

How could one bow to an equal? But if Su Han and Lam weren't equals... Han Li dared not think further.