Simultaneously traversing from Type-Moon

"A few trees like that? I'll snap them in two with one claw!"

With a roar, the man in the black robe with sharp claws unleashed a torrent of dark magical energy that swirled around his withered, eagle-claw-like hands, slamming them down hard against the golden tree trunk.

"Thorn-"

A sharp, metallic screech rang out, sparks flying. Five deep claw marks were left on the tree trunk, but the tree did not fall; instead, the wounds healed rapidly at a visible speed.

"How is this possible?! It's so hard?!" the black-robed man with sharp claws screamed.

Unconvinced, he lashed out with his claws a few more times. This time, the tree trunk was almost unharmed, but his fingernails were worn down considerably.

Moreover, the gold on the tree trunk became increasingly intense and pure in color, and its hardness seemed to increase accordingly.

"Old Luo! Think of something quickly!" the black-robed man with sharp claws shouted urgently.

The man in the black robe, wearing a compass, looked extremely grim, his face hidden beneath his hood. He had already exhausted most of his magical power by forcibly unleashing his great divine ability, but he couldn't afford to worry about that now.

He gritted his teeth, fiddled with the compass, and forcibly drew upon his own life force through the magic circuit, converting it into magic power and injecting it into the compass. The compass glowed faintly.

He placed one hand on the shoulder of the black robe with sharp claws, pointed the compass at the golden tree, and shouted: "Qian hexagram - Five Elements Great Escape!"

A channel of light extended from the compass to the tree trunk. The two transformed into two beams of light, shooting out along the channel, about to pierce through the tree wall—

"Clang—Clang—"

The two beams of light struck the golden tree bark, but were bounced back and returned to their original positions, transforming back into human form.

"Ah! My head!" The man in the black robe clutched his head and screamed in agony.

"What's going on? Why are we still in the same place?" the black-robed man with sharp claws roared.

“These trees… not only have the wood attribute, but also the metal attribute!” The black-robed compass man explained, enduring the excruciating pain. “I misjudged the attribute compatibility, and the Five Elements Great Escape was countered.”

"Then adjust it immediately!"

The black-robed man immediately rearranged the compass, incorporating the metal element variable into the spell, attempting to modify its form.

"Alright, this time it's definitely..." Before he could finish speaking, the golden trees all around suddenly spewed out raging flames.

The entire trap instantly transformed into a sealed oven.

Chapter 14 Running hurriedly through the grove

Within the Blue Silver Tree's encirclement, flames surged and scorching waves rolled.

The flames could have burned everything, yet they still failed to kill the two men in black robes.

At the critical moment, the black-robed man with the compass squeezed out his last bit of power and activated the Fire Escape technique from the Five Elements Great Escape. A ball of fire enveloped the two of them, allowing them to move through the flames without being burned.

"Hurry, my magic power is almost depleted." The black-robed man with the compass spoke in a weak voice.

In fact, his magic power had long been exhausted, and he was now relying entirely on forcibly converting his life force to support his spells.

"Alright." This time, the man in the black robe with sharp claws didn't try to be defiant.

The compass-clad figure in black robes once again activated the Five Elements Great Escape.

This time, he carefully analyzed the five elements of the Golden Tree and finally found a flaw, successfully leading the two of them out of the trap.

As soon as he landed, the black-robed man with the compass buckled in his knees and collapsed to his knees, unable to get up again.

"Run...don't chase him," he said weakly.

This time, the black-robed man with sharp claws didn't argue anymore and hoisted his companion onto his shoulder.

He suddenly exerted force with his feet, creating a series of shallow pits, and his whole body shot out like a rocket, turning into a black shadow and rushing back the way he came.

The black-robed man with the compass rested on his shoulder, muttering weakly, "It's because my skills are not good enough... If my Five Elements Escape Technique were more advanced, I could directly use earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique for escaping into the earth) to travel several miles away, and I wouldn't have to be in such a sorry state."

"Useless trash, in the end you still have to rely on me." The black-robed man with sharp claws was sarcastic, but he ran even faster.

He carried a person and dashed left and right through the forest, his movements incredibly agile.

Behind them, countless blue-silver roots, like serpents, relentlessly pursued them, while bamboo spears continuously burst forth from the ground, as if they wanted to skewer them like candied hawthorns.

The black-robed figure with sharp claws either dodged or avoided, and if it couldn't dodge, it would slice off with a single claw, or simply charge headlong into the ground and smash through with its body.

He is an immortal zombie, and these attacks cannot harm him.

As he was running wildly, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and threw a punch at his face.

The black-robed figure with sharp claws neither dodged nor avoided the attack, but instead met it with a punch.

boom!

The fists collided.

The black-robed figure with sharp claws remained motionless, while the newcomer was blasted several meters away and landed heavily on the ground.

That person was Ye Sizhen.

She rubbed her fists expressionlessly, her face calm, but inwardly she was gritting her teeth: What hard fists... I should never have used enhancement magic to fight him head-on.

"As expected of the Zombie King, a being comparable to the Dead Apostles, he is indeed troublesome." She said calmly.

The Zombie King is the strongest member of the Black Robe Organization. He is said to have lived for hundreds of years and has completely transformed himself into an immortal zombie.

Zombies are not included in the Three Realms and Six Paths, and are not tolerated by Heaven and Earth. They are similar to the Dead Apostles in the Western magic world who have abandoned human reason.

Fortunately, he was in a deserted forest. If he were in a city, with his abilities, ordinary people would be completely powerless against him.

Hundreds of years have not caused his body to decay; on the contrary, they have made it even harder.

Time has endowed ancient things with profound mystery, and has also infused his inhuman body with the essence of hundreds or even thousands of years.

This mystery is enough to render modern weapons almost completely ineffective.

His body, tempered by time and mystery, has long since surpassed the limits of ordinary physical laws in terms of hardness.

Its skin, as thin as a cicada's wing, is harder than steel, and when combined with its mutated muscles and bones, it is even more terrifying.

A musket shot wouldn't even leave a mark, and an armor-piercing round from an anti-materiel rifle could barely create a small crater. Perhaps only rockets or even missiles could truly harm him.

Moreover, zombies are immortal and will not perish even if damaged; they can quickly recover by absorbing the life force of a few people.

Such a monster, placed in ordinary society, would be a veritable walking natural disaster. Ordinary weapons are ineffective against it, and it kills ordinary people like crushing ants.

His body contains powerful Yin energy and corpse poison. If an ordinary person is scratched or bitten, Yin energy and corpse poison will remain in the wound. If not treated in time, they will die in extreme pain and be transformed into a living dead after death.

The undead also carry the corpse poison and continue to harm people. The virus spreads from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, which is theoretically enough to trigger a cataclysmic disaster of the dead, or you could say a zombie crisis.

However, this deadly threat only applies to ordinary people. While still troublesome for powerful magicians, it is not invincible.

Ye Sizhen is exactly the latter.

The Zombie King stared at the woman in front of him, then suddenly recognized her: "Are you the puppeteer from the Spiral Mansion?"

"I didn't expect Mr. Zombie King to still remember me. It's an honor." Ye Sizhen smiled slightly, her gaze falling on his unconscious companion on his shoulder. "The one on your shoulder must be the Divine Daoist Master, right?"

The Taoist master is said to be proficient in seven or eight great supernatural powers.

Supernatural powers are the manifestation of divine authority, and only immortals can fully unleash their power.

However, exceptionally talented Eastern magicians, after connecting with the Mind Disc, can forcibly unleash a trace of power through learning and the accumulation of time. Although it is only a drop in the ocean, it is a power that ordinary people cannot reach, and it can be called a trump card in the magic world.

Ordinary magicians with low aptitude don't even have the talent to cultivate supernatural abilities, and they'll never even get started in their lifetime. Even those with excellent aptitude can only master one or two supernatural abilities at most, no matter how hard they try.

The Taoist master is said to have mastered seven or eight supernatural powers, which is quite extraordinary.

Both the Zombie King and the Supernatural Being are abnormally powerful. If an ordinary magician were to face both of them at the same time, he would probably be instantly killed.

But Ye Sizhen remained calm, firstly because she was confident in her own abilities, and secondly because she could tell that the two people in front of her were not in good condition.

The Zombie King's robes were tattered, revealing a body covered in wounds; the Divine Daoist had fainted and was being carried on his shoulder, motionless.

"Old Luo? Tsk, what's wrong? Are you dizzy?" The Zombie King turned his head and called out twice, but his companions didn't respond.

Previously, in order to escape, the Taoist priest frequently used his great supernatural powers, exhausting his magical power and even consuming a lot of his life force, and had already fainted.

One fainted, the other was injured.

Ye Sizhen was surprised: Who could have driven these two monsters to this point?

A name instantly came to mind—Du Can.

She arrived here guided by the doll and knew that the two men's target was Du Can.

Moreover, she clearly remembered that Du Can had recently performed a grand magic show here.

"If it's a magic trick of that scale, it's indeed possible that it could hurt them... but how did he manage to set up that kind of ritual magic in advance?"

Ye Sizhen was deep in thought when he suddenly noticed the ground churning in the distance, with countless roots like giant pythons bursting out of the soil and spreading in all directions; countless silver-spear-like bamboo stems shot out from the ground, densely packed with thorns.

Ye Sizhen's pupils contracted slightly: "This is... Du Can's magic? Manipulation of plants? And on such a large scale?"

"Damn it! They're here again!" The zombie king turned around and saw the bamboo spears and roots that were relentlessly pursuing him, and cursed angrily.

He immediately turned his head, glaring fiercely at Ye Sizhen, and said angrily, "I'll kill you first, then deal with the rest!"

Seeing this, Ye Sizhen slowly assumed a fighting stance, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Then let's see if Mr. Zombie King's methods are tough enough."

Chapter 15 The Great Source of Life-Attribute Planets

In the space of the light sphere.

Du Can from Doupo said, "I have broken through to the Dou Shi level."

"Congratulations! Share this with me." Du Can of Type-Moon's eyes lit up.

"Me too." Douluo Du Can also joined in.

The three touched hands, and after a brief silence, they each withdrew their hands.

Du Can of Type-Moon clicked his tongue, seemingly still wanting more, and then changed the subject: "Continuing from the previous topic, why is the Blue Silver Grass so much easier to handle in my hands than in Brother Douluo's?"

Douluo Du Can rolled his eyes helplessly: "Wasn't this topic already over? Why bring it up again?"

“The more we debate, the clearer things become,” Du Can of Type-Moon said with a smile, waving his hand. “Our understanding of the Type-Moon world is far less profound than our understanding of other worlds, so it’s still worth pondering carefully.”

Du Can from Doupo nodded in agreement: "That makes sense, tell me more about it."

Du Can of Type-Moon cleared his throat: "There are many reasons. First of all, spiritual veins. Although your world also has spiritual energy hidden in the earth, it is not as materialized and concentrated as the Type-Moon world. Brother Douluo uses the roots of Blue Silver Grass to draw power from the earth, which is essentially just absorbing nutrients from the soil; while on my side, the feeling of the roots probing down is like extracting oil, the density and purity of the energy are completely different."

Douluo Du Can shook his head, disagreeing: "I don't think it has much to do with that. The soil in Douluo Continent is actually rich in earth-attribute energy, but Blue Silver Grass's conversion efficiency for that kind of energy is relatively low, far less efficient than directly absorbing the life energy contained in other plants or even Blue Silver Grass itself. Speaking of which, the core attribute of Blue Silver Grass and even Blue Silver Emperor is 'life,' and they are naturally adept at plundering the life force of other plants. Tang Ya's Dark Blue Silver Grass is even more outrageous; it can directly plunder the life energy of Soul Masters."