章節 87: 291
**Chapter 291: Return, Shocked Bai Shen!**
The Abyss World was shrouded in green flames. In this vast world, there were also distinctions between the strong and the weak.
The deeper the color of the Abyss Fire, the more abundant the Abyss Energy, and the stronger the demons that occupied it.
In the areas where the green turned to deep black, magnificent palaces stood amidst the flames.
These palaces were even larger and more exquisite than those of the Succubus King.
A series of breaths echoed from within.
"Who dares to kill my son!"
"In the name of the Black Sky Demon King, with the Abyss Soul as the seal, resurrect!"
Under the palace, the dark green flames collectively boiled.
Like a volcanic eruption, they soared into the sky, engulfing the palace.
In the flames, a high-level demon gradually appeared.
First as a shadow, then slowly solidifying.
A few minutes later, it was fully formed.
Finally, the dark green flames returned to calm, leaving only the demon suspended in mid-air.
It was resurrected in the Abyss Fire.
The Black Sky Demon Child was resurrected, but its level, originally 64, dropped back to 60 after resurrection.
It barely maintained the threshold of a high-level demon.
Its aura was weak, not yet fully recovered.
Its wings flapped slowly, and although it had been resurrected, its face still bore the fear from the moment of death.
There is great terror between life and death, regardless of the race.
The Black Sky Demon Child took a long time to recover.
In front of it, a gigantic demon shadow slowly appeared.
It covered the sky, and when it appeared, even the space trembled.
The eternally burning Abyss Fire bowed down, as if paying homage.
The Black Sky Demon Child respectfully bowed to the demon shadow, kneeling in the void, "Son, greets Father King."
The Black Sky Demon King responded with a hum, "Who killed you?"
The Black Sky Demon Child said, "I self-destructed."
It recounted the events, still feeling a lingering fear when recalling the moment of self-destruction.
The Black Sky Demon King listened patiently, remaining silent.
The surrounding space trembled, and the Abyss Fire twisted, changing with its mood.
Its every move affected the surroundings.
After a long while, it said, "Necromancer, a new profession of the human race."
"It should be a talent profession, seems quite good."
"He probably didn't die. For such a genius, the human race will definitely protect him."
"But even if resurrected, it will take at least a year to recover."
"You go and rest well first. Once recovered, continue your training to make up for this loss."
As it spoke, a hair fell from the Black Sky Demon King.
The hair turned into a pitch-black spear in mid-air, landing in the Black Sky Demon Child's hand.
The Black Sky Demon Child respectfully accepted, "Understood!"
It flew back into the palace.
The Black Sky Demon King remained in the Abyss World, looking into the distance, "I sense the presence of the Succubus. It seems I need to ask the Succubus King."
After it disappeared, the Abyss Fire began to burn fiercely again.
The space also returned to calm.
...
Lin Moyu experienced for the first time what it felt like to be blown up by someone, and it was quite exhilarating.
A level 64 demon, carrying an unknown weapon, self-destructed together.
The power was unimaginable.
The bone armor didn't last even a second.
Such an attack had only appeared twice in Lin Moyu's memory.
Once was the Death Ray of the Flame Demon King.
The other was the Black Fire Meteor of the Ancient Phoenix.
"Fortunately..."
"Fortunately, there was the Summon Life Connection."
Lin Moyu saw the condition of the skeletons in the summoning space.
The skeletons, along with the Lich Generals, were severely injured.
The golden bones of the skeletons were covered with dense cracks.
The Lich Generals were the same, with wounds all over their dry skin.
Although not on the verge of death, they were more than half damaged.
Without the Summon Life Connection and damage transfer, at least half of his undead army would have been lost this time.
The cost would have been enormous.
But now, the undead army was only collectively injured and would recover soon in the summoning space.
Lin Moyu felt somewhat fortunate.
The Eternal Battlefield remained calm, and a mountain collapse was insignificant in the vast battlefield.
It was like a drop of water falling into the sea, not even causing a splash.
In the ruins of the mountain, a white light shone, shooting straight into the sky like a beam.
The bone spikes, with strong penetrating power, shattered the rocks.
Lin Moyu's fingers glowed slightly, using the bone spikes to carve out a path from the ruins.
Seeing the eternal light of the battlefield again, Lin Moyu let out a long breath.
"Time to go back."
Finding a flat ground, he took out a teleportation scroll and activated it.
The scroll unfolded automatically, glowing brightly.
It quickly carved a one-time teleportation array at Lin Moyu's feet.
Leaving the Eternal Battlefield required breaking through space and crossing a long distance.
A teleportation array was necessary, something a teleportation stone couldn't achieve.
Two minutes later, the teleportation array emitted a brilliant light, taking Lin Moyu away.
Crossing two different spaces gave Lin Moyu a completely different teleportation experience.
At this moment, he thought of Ning Yiyi, who was afraid of teleportation.
"If she had to undergo cross-space teleportation, it would be even harder for her."
With a slight smile, Lin Moyu's lips curved.
A few minutes later, his feet touched the ground again.
The familiar scent of tea and the sound of wind blowing through the bamboo forest greeted him.
Lin Moyu had returned to Bai Shen's courtyard.
Meng Anwen was drinking tea alone, not even opening his eyes, "You're back."
Lin Moyu bowed to Meng Anwen, "Greetings, Master Meng."
Meng Anwen responded with a hum, "Rest for a while, your teacher will be back soon."
Lin Moyu sat by the tea table and made tea for Meng Anwen.
...
In the first battlefield, in the Hall of Heroes.
Bai Yiyuan and Mo Xinghai were still sitting there.
During this time, neither of them had gone anywhere.
Lin Moyu's soul imprint was much stronger than when he first entered the Eternal Battlefield.
This indicated that he had leveled up in the Eternal Battlefield.
Mo Yun was the same, having improved somewhat.
They didn't sense any danger, so they were relatively relaxed.
Suddenly, Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, "The brat is back."
Lin Moyu's return to Bai Shen's courtyard caused a change in his soul imprint, which Bai Yiyuan accurately detected.
Mo Yun hadn't returned yet, but there was no danger.
Mo Xinghai said, "It's good that he's back."
Bai Yiyuan stood up, "Old Mo, I'm heading back first."
Mo Xinghai also stood up, "I'll go with you. I want to see your student."
He was curious about Lin Moyu.
Bai Yiyuan had high standards, and anyone he took as a disciple and praised as 'super god talent' was naturally a top genius.
To what extent, he had to see for himself.
Mo Xinghai also wanted to compare him with his granddaughter to see who was stronger.
Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, "Then let's go see what the brat gained in the Eternal Battlefield."
The doors of the Hall of Heroes closed with a rumble, exuding solemnity.
In the entire human world, only a handful of people could enter the Hall of Heroes.
During Lin Moyu's time in the Eternal Battlefield, only Bai Yiyuan and Mo Xinghai were in the Hall of Heroes, with no third person entering.
A few minutes later, Bai Yiyuan and Mo Xinghai returned to Bai Shen's courtyard.
Seeing Lin Moyu unharmed, Bai Yiyuan laughed happily, "Brat, not bad, you're level 35 now."
Lin Moyu respectfully bowed to Bai Yiyuan, "Student greets Teacher."
Then he bowed to Mo Xinghai, "This must be Master Mo. Greetings, Master Mo."
Mo Xinghai was taken aback, sure he hadn't met Lin Moyu before, "You know me?"
Lin Moyu said, "You resemble Miss Mo Yun by sixty percent. I must be right."
Mo Xinghai and Mo Yun indeed had some resemblance, and Lin Moyu wasn't stupid. In the entire human race, only a few summoners could stand on equal footing with Bai Yiyuan.
Naturally, he could guess.
Mo Xinghai sized up Lin Moyu.
Level 35, Necromancer.
A new profession, with no other visible traits for now.
Bai Yiyuan walked over and sat down, "Tell me, what did you experience in the Eternal Battlefield? Did you gain any good opportunities?"
Lin Moyu recounted his experiences.
He focused on the main points, skipping the minor details.
He didn't mention anything about the Shenzhou Cauldron.
From entering the Eternal Battlefield, he first encountered the Soul Devouring Worm King, then killed the Soul Devouring Worm Mother.
He accidentally obtained the Primal Rune.
Along the way, he was pursued by Abyss Demons and Dragons, all of which became his military merits.
Then he killed the Earth Touch Dragon God...
"Wait!"
Bai Yiyuan suddenly interrupted, stopping Lin Moyu's narration.
He drank three cups of tea in a row, suppressing his shock, trying to stay calm.
He took a deep breath and said, "You said... you killed the Soul Devouring Worm Mother?"
Lin Moyu nodded, "Yes."
Mo Xinghai asked, "You even killed the Earth Touch Dragon God?"
"That's right."
Lin Moyu answered matter-of-factly.
Bai Yiyuan and Mo Xinghai couldn't hide their shock.
They looked at each other, clearly seeing the words: Impossible!
The scene fell silent.
After a moment, Meng Anwen suddenly burst into laughter, extremely happy.
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