Chapter 116: Haunted by Nightmare Spirits, Dungeon Activated!

“Little brother… come back quickly…”

“Your poor sister is going to starve to death…”

Wu Xiaoyou looked at the pile of instant noodle boxes and takeout bags from downstairs, silently cleaning up the trash and tidying the house.

Thinking of Wu Wang’s delicious meals, tears helplessly spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Where the hell has that brat gone!

She hadn’t seen him in ten days!

Maybe

As night grew deeper, Liang Lingfeng ultimately couldn’t resist sleep and climbed into bed early—he hadn’t rested properly in days, and after successfully mastering the most powerful and mysterious technique of the Sky-Rending Palm, he fell into a deep, satisfied slumber.

Next came the residences for alchemists of Earth-grade and above—numerous courtyards, divided into three tiers: Heaven, Earth, and Human.

The next instant, the already bright room suddenly glowed with a faint, eerie light.

Too bad I didn’t have the Strange Ruler with me back then, and my strength had dropped too severely—if I had, I could’ve identified which of the two thousand in the Dark Hammer were the extraordinary beings.

But Cloud of Shangguan naturally paid no attention to any of this—he was a fusion of two souls, and the strength of his soul granted him spiritual power far beyond ordinary people.

At the same time, the [Alchemy Diagram] floating above would gain new, real, and tangible elements.

“I’ll give you one chance—leave the combat platform yourself, or don’t waste my time with your nonsense,” Cloud of Shangguan sneered.

The roar shook the air; the hammer, which had paused mid-air, now carried layers of brilliant yellow electric sparks, as if preparing for a long-range strike—it came crashing down, the metal block wrapped in lightning slamming violently onto the dark blue floor.

Too slow to dodge, the Death Seal struck Hu Zhuolei’s left shoulder with full force, producing a crunch of shattering bone; even the muscle was destroyed by death energy, stripped of all vitality.

Moments later, a long, majestic horn blast sounded, and a coffin was solemnly carried by guards into the Ziwei Grand Hall.

Lei Ting had now decided to kill Meng Fan—he had planned and schemed for so long, and he would not allow even the slightest accident to ruin his plan! He had originally wished to avoid direct conflict with Meng Fan, but facing this ungrateful fool, he was truly angry.

Meng Fan stepped forward and sat on the motorcycle; the seat was comfortable. He reached out and gripped the handlebars, a sense of satisfaction rising within him.

Tian Ci was delighted, and after the three of them planned together and confirmed there were no flaws, they all relaxed.

Cui Huimin begged Lanlan to save her cousin, but Lanlan looked helpless—if they hadn’t sought out Gao Qing, the three of them wouldn’t be trapped here; in the end, it was all Gao Qing’s fault.

But when Feng Zhan pushed against the stone pillar, he realized it wasn’t as easy as he thought—the stone’s material was exceptionally unique, far harder than ordinary rock, making it much more difficult to shatter than regular stone.

“It’s in the trunk—you’ve already asked me several times,” the soldier in the passenger seat griped, clutching the handhold with a wry smile.

In the vast history of the Angel Alliance, it was Bai who repeatedly led them to victory in their holy wars against the Demon Alliance, granting them this brief period of peace. So the NPCs behaved this way—Lin Feng found nothing strange about it.

Many had never seen a Legendary-summoned creature before; beyond curiosity, they were mostly awestruck—in their eyes, Lin Feng was growing ever more unfathomable.

Meng Fan’s voice rang out just in time—he rushed before Bai Li, facing the zombie at point-blank range, his face showing not a trace of fear.