Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 173 Target: Sha Yuan
Qing Ning's powerful destructive force immediately attracted the attention of the Mountain Corpse.

It slowly turned its terrifying head, pieced together from countless corpses.

The giant eye locked onto Qing Ning's figure, its pupils flashing with a bloodthirsty glint.

“Woo—”

The corpse of the mountain roared deafeningly, and the sound waves created shockwaves visible to the naked eye.

Qing Ning was not afraid at all. The golden demonic power surrounding her suddenly surged, and her nine fox tails spread out behind her like a peacock's tail, each hair shimmering with crystal grains of sand.

She hovered lightly in mid-air, looking directly at the corpse on the mountain peak, as two completely different yet equally terrifying monarchical auras clashed fiercely in the air.

"Woo-hoo—"

The corpse of the mountain was the first to attack, its giant arm suddenly swinging out.

At the same time, the surrounding corpses responded, transforming into a gigantic net of rotting limbs that blotted out the sky, spewing out dark green corpse poison.

A flash of blue light appeared in Qing Ning's eyes, and instead of retreating, she advanced.

Nine fox tails stood up simultaneously: "Sandfall - Sky Collapse!" With her cold shout, the sand on the entire battlefield instantly surged, condensing into a huge sand wave in the sky, rushing towards the corpse net with overwhelming force.

"boom!!!"

The moment the two forces collided, heaven and earth became silent.

The violent energy shockwave spread in a ring, the sand waves and the corpse net eroded each other, the sand grains dissolved in the corpse poison, and the rotting corpses were crushed in the sandstorm.

Ultimately, this probing exchange ended in a draw—the sandstorm dissipated, and the net of corpses crumbled.

Immediately afterwards, the massive body of the mountain corpse displayed an agility that was disproportionate to its size, taking a single step to close in on Qing Ning, and its fists slammed down like meteorites.

This strike contained all the power of its supreme monarch, and the space itself was subtly distorted wherever the fist passed.

Qing Ning dared not be negligent. The nine tails quickly gathered and intertwined in front of him to form a blue barrier: "Sand Realm - Heavenly Guardian!" Complex ancient patterns appeared on the surface of the barrier, which withstood the earth-shattering blow from the mountain corpse.

“Boom—”

A dull thud echoed across the entire battlefield, and the ground cracked in a spiderweb pattern around the point of impact.

Qing Ning was knocked back by the residual force of the punch.

But she quickly regained her footing, her fighting spirit growing even stronger.

"My turn." Qing Ning suddenly shoved her claws into the ground: "Sand Burial - Guide to the Underworld!"

In an instant, the entire land began to turn into sand, and countless sand hands emerged from the ground, gripping the legs of the mountain corpse tightly.

Moreover, these grains of sand contained powerful flames, which began to scorch the corpse of the mountain peak.

The battle between the two supreme monarchs has reached a stalemate.

Qing Ning used her agility and exquisite sand magic to constantly move around and attack, while the Mountain Corpse relied on its terrifying brute force and a constant supply of undead to steadily advance.

Wherever they went, buildings collapsed and the earth cracked.

Zhu Meng felt much less pressured when he saw Qing Ning stop the corpse on the mountain peak.

Quickly organize mages to reinforce the defenses and devise a way to deal with the sandworms.

As orders were issued, the previously chaotic defense line began to operate in an orderly manner.

Just as the defensive line was gradually being secured, the Imperial Guard Mage Corps, the backbone of the ancient capital, also arrived.

The man in the lead was around forty years old, with a resolute face; he was none other than Lu Huan, the chief of the Imperial Guards.

Lu Huan's sharp gaze swept across the battlefield, and when he saw the Bone Demon Lord raging in the sky, a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

"You all work together to reinforce the defenses," he ordered the guard mages behind him, then stepped forward alone. "That bone dragon, leave it to me."

Before anyone could respond, Lu Huan had already taken to the air.

In the blink of an eye, he rose to the same height as the Bone Demon Lord.

A torrent of water-based magical energy erupted forth. Suddenly, a curtain of azure water appeared in the sky, stretching for thousands of meters and enveloping the entire airspace. The Bone Demon Lord roared in fury, his eerie blue soul flames flickering violently in his eye sockets.

It abruptly changed direction and pounced on the human who dared to block its way. Its enormous bone wings whipped up a gale, and its sharp bone claws aimed straight for Lu Huan's throat.

"Well done!" Lu Huan neither dodged nor evaded, and engaged in a fierce battle with him.

On the ground, Zhu Meng saw Lu Huan holding off the Bone Demon Lord alone and couldn't help but nod in approval.

He turned to the regrouping mages and shouted, "Now! Clear out the sand worms from the city!"

Qin Xiaonan, meanwhile, led Lan Xi onward toward the Sandworm Monarch.

On the other side of the city wall, Soraka and Qin Yu'er also arrived.

The two beauties, with their contrasting auras, formed a striking contrast—Soraka was shrouded in a chaotic mist, while Qin Yu'er exuded a chilling aura.

Normally, they would naturally attract some attention, but with the undead besieging the city, few people would notice them.

Soraka surveyed the surging undead army below with indifference, a hint of disdain flashing in her star-like pupils.

Her gaze pierced through layers of black mist, locking onto the terrifying, ever-swirling vortex in the distance—the Abyss of Fiends, the ancient king's mausoleum.

"A perfect fusion of the Chaos, Space, and Earth elements," Soraka murmured to himself.

Qin Xiaonan's main purpose in summoning the clone Soraka was to target Sha Yuan.

She wanted to possess it and use it as a foundation to build the solar disk.

Qin Yu'er was not so calm when she saw this scene. This was the first time she had ever seen so many undead creatures.

Although she was abandoned by her family and school during the National Championship, she still resolutely joined the battle.

Qin Yu'er's personality is just like that; otherwise, she wouldn't have stayed in Tianshan after the seal was lifted so as not to implicate others.

Her slender fingers had already formed an ice-based magic seal: "I'll go help now."

Before she finished speaking, her figure had already transformed into a streak of icy blue light and rushed towards the battlefield.

"Extreme Ice - Snow Burial!" Qin Yu'er's cold voice echoed across the battlefield.

She raised her hands to the sky, and countless ice crystals condensed above her head, instantly forming a small blizzard. Wherever the snowflakes passed, the movements of the undead visibly slowed down, and the lower-level corpses were even frozen into ice sculptures.

She then faced off alone against a commander-level skeletal giant lizard.

The undead creature's skeleton was covered in thick armor, and it breathed out corrosive, chilling breath.

"Be careful!" a monk from the ancient capital warned.

However, the next second, his warning was stuck in his throat—Qin Yu'er leaped up gracefully, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and a crystal-clear ice spear materialized in her hand.

"The Eternal Freeze Spear!"

The spear flew from his hand and struck the giant lizard precisely on the forehead.

Ice crystals spread instantly, freezing the enormous creature from head to toe into an ice sculpture.

As Qin Yu'er landed, she gracefully spun around and snapped her fingers: "Shatter."

"boom!"

The ice sculpture shattered instantly, turning into countless ice crystals.

This scene left the surrounding ancient capital monks dumbfounded.

"who is she?"

"His ice-based skills are so strong, he actually managed to solo a commander-level undead!"

"Judging from his attire, he doesn't seem to be a monk from the ancient capital."

Meanwhile, a figure dressed in a long robe in the distance saw what was happening and could hardly believe his eyes.

(End of this chapter)