Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

That stiff, gray figure was none other than the Heavenly Dao of the goblin world—"All Things".

Although it has only recently been promoted to a Saint Mark, with the support of the entire world, it is not afraid of any opponent of the same level within the scope of the goblin world.

The combined attack of the three Holy Marks was gradually worn down by the rules of the world and the rules of the Holy Mark domain, and finally landed heavily on Wanxiang.

Vientiane's body trembled, but its feet remained firmly planted on the ground, not retreating an inch.

Thankfully, it was blocked.

It's not Wanxiang's style to just defend without attacking. Taking advantage of the three people's attack, Wanxiang decisively launched a counterattack.

In the main world, the projection of the goblin world is expanding rapidly.

One of the gray shadows bypassed the blockade of the three holy marks and extended a "hand" from the side, directly grabbing the body of the Ice Holy Mark.

The white-haired man's body froze.

How is this possible?!

Keep in mind that he was within his own Saint Mark Domain, how could he...

The white-haired man was gripped tightly by that gray hand.

His Stigmata Domain trembled and contracted in resistance, but he and the Stigmata Domain were still helplessly dragged into that gray-white light and shadow.

The white-haired man was extremely shocked. This seemingly ordinary Holy Mark Domain could actually pull his own "Extreme Cold Ice Domain" into it!

Fortunately, his defenses were unmatched, and even if he fell into someone else's territory, he was confident he could hold out until reinforcements arrived.

Upon entering the goblin world, the white-haired man became extremely vigilant, but Wanxiang immediately dumped him on an island.

The island was filled with a strong aura of death, which was somewhat similar to the environment of the Eternal Night Graveyard.

When he landed, the white-haired man's feet were on a patch of black earth.

Having found himself in an unfamiliar world, the white-haired man cautiously looked around.

This is an island filled with the dead.

Skeletons, zombies, ghouls, and ghosts, densely packed, stretched to the horizon.

They didn't move, but just stared at him quietly, the soul fire in their eye sockets flickering like countless fireflies.

The white-haired man remained calm. He fully activated his Holy Mark Domain, and a pale white light surged from his body, freezing all the undead that fell into his domain into solid ice.

As for matters outside our domain, we are powerless to help.

Even if the domain reaches its limit, it won't last long. This gray-white world is suppressing his Saint Mark Domain, like a boulder pressing on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

His Stigmata Domain lost the support of the main world's rules, and its energy was being consumed rapidly, with replenishment unable to keep up with the rate of consumption.

Runes lit up on the ground, densely packed, stretching from the feet to the horizon.

The runes formed a massive magic circle, constantly draining his power.

This is... a witchcraft formation?

Moreover, this witch formation is not simple; it is based on countless undead and forms a large array.

If all these undead can be killed, the effectiveness of the witch formation can be greatly reduced.

However, the undead are protected by the witch array, making them difficult to kill.

It's a series of interconnected events.

The white-haired man squatted down and pressed his fingers on the ground, trying to destroy the runes.

The moment the finger touched the rune, the fingertip was bounced away.

Fortunately, this witch array wasn't of a high level; in fact, it seemed rather rudimentary to someone as experienced as him.

However, the witch array is composed of multiple witch arrays of different types. Each witch array is not of a high level, but when combined, they are extremely precise and complex.

Needless to say, this young man is definitely a master of witchcraft arrays!

Little did he know that Lynn possessed the "analysis" cheat, and that this kind of multi-array interlocking thing could be created with very little effort.

If we had more than a few "Sacred Mark" level witch formations, this formation alone would have been enough to trap and kill this white-haired man today.

Once we return to the third floor of the "Bone Storage," after thoroughly studying all the knowledge of Saint-level witch arrays there, we can further refine the arrays, which will then play a significant role in the future.

The white-haired man wanted to break the formation by force, but after he and the Holy Mark Domain were separated from the main world, his power of ice could not be replenished.

If we expend too much energy on this small witch formation, it will probably be difficult to fight later on.

They wanted to destroy the array's core directly, but it wasn't here. The core was deep within the world, personally controlled by that gray figure.

In order to break through the formation within someone else's sacred mark domain, he must first defeat the gray figure.

Once the gray figure is defeated, I will be able to escape!

Thinking of this, the white-haired man flew directly towards the gray figure in the center of the island, and a white spear materialized in his hand.

The closer the white-haired man got to the gray figure, the more suppressed he became, as if the whole world was against him.

This is not an illusion; the world is rejecting him, and every inch of space is working against him.

He gritted his teeth and continued flying forward.

He couldn't hold on any longer when he was still a few hundred meters away from that gray figure.

He raised the ice spear in his right hand, aimed at the back of the gray figure, and threw it.

The speed increased dramatically the moment the ice spear left his hand.

The spear tip cleaved through space, leaving a white crack. Frost spread along the edge of the crack, and frost flowers drifted out from it.

There was no turning back.

While Vientiane was busy exchanging fire with the two outside, fear and shadows joined forces to suppress its expansion, leaving it unable to spare any attention.

But it doesn't need to look back. This island is its own, this world is its own, and every rule in the Sacred Mark Realm obeys its commands.

Wanxiang directly activated its power as the "Heavenly Dao".

With a thought, a giant net appeared in the sky, a net woven from rules.

Three thousand chains of rules hung down from the sky, intertwined, clearly defined.

Every chain glowed, each a different color: death was grayish-black, the soul a deep blue, space a silvery-white, and the ley lines a yellowish-brown...

Three thousand rules, three thousand colors, interwoven into a giant net that descends from the heavens.

The ice spear struck the net.

The spearhead pierced the mesh, through a chain, and the chain broke.

But the broken chain did not fall; it was like a severed snake, its ends still writhing, with grayish-white mist gushing from the break.

The mist enveloped the ice spear, the shaft, the tip, and the entire spear.

The ice spear began to melt rapidly, assimilated and dissolved by the chains on the rules network known as the "Rules of Frost".

The mist seeped into the ice spear, disintegrating its structure and breaking it down into its most basic energy particles.

The ice spear disappeared from its tip, shortening segment by segment, like a lit incense stick.

By the time it flew behind Wanxiang, there was nothing left.

The white-haired man stood on the ground, looking up at the net with his eyes wide open.

Three thousand rules!

Three thousand different rules!

He had never seen anything like it before. How could a realm of holy marks contain so many rules?

In the ordinary realm of the Holy Mark, there is only one core rule: death is death, soul is soul, and flame is flame.

There are three thousand in this field, and every single one is in operation, and every single one is rejecting him.

This person's realm is not a demiplane, but a world with perfect rules!

The white-haired man seemed to see another "main world".

This kid...could he be a reincarnated spirit who has started cultivating again?

Or is it... that the one who possessed this kid was a powerful being at the True Spirit level?!

This is terrifying to think about!