My career has infinite upgrades.

Slay the black dragon, use the undead enslavement on the black dragon, and obtain the Life Token!

Gu Qing glanced down at the Netherworld Soul Armor.

The Soul Armor has been significantly depleted, but it is still far from reaching its limit.

The black dragon's vital injuries were more severe than he had anticipated. Even after recovering 20% ​​through a blood sacrifice, it was still unable to break through his defenses with a single breath of dragon energy.

Several elven warriors, gripping their longbows, simultaneously stopped moving.

They chased the black dragon for half a month, witnessing firsthand how its breath burned through the rock wall, and how ancient trees, dozens of meters tall, turned to ashes in the black fire.

Gu Qing is only level 20.

He took the full force of the black dragon's breath head-on without even a scratch.

"What kind of defensive skill is this?"

The elven elder stared at the layer of gray-black armor, his staff remaining motionless for a long time.

The black dragon was also stunned for a moment, then let out a roar.

"I don't believe you can stop me a second time!"

It gripped the ground with its claws, dragging four undead dragons forward as it charged.

His chest swelled up again, and the scattered black flames gathered again in his mouth.

Gu Qing did not back down.

He released his grip, and the black bone scythe dissipated into black light.

A dense aura of nether energy surged from his body and rapidly condensed in his palm.

The cold scythe handle fell into my hand, and the pitch-black scythe blade unfolded.

The Netherworld Soul Scythe!

Gu Qing exerted force with his feet and quickly started moving.

His figure darted out along the collapsed rock wall, dodging the black dragon's claws that were about to strike head-on, and approached the massive body.

The elves outside the cave then realized what was happening.

Gu Qing stood still and took the dragon's breath head-on; it wasn't that he didn't have time to dodge.

He was testing how much power the black dragon had left.

"Master, we've found it."

Cecilia's voice entered Gu Qing's mind.

Through the shared perception of the contract, the primal fluctuations within the black dragon's body became incredibly clear.

On the left side of the black dragon's chest, below the third scale, a thin, long crack was constantly leaking life force.

The blood sacrifice only suppressed the external wounds; the primal rift was not repaired at all.

Gu Qing's gaze fell on the third scale.

"Bone One, hold down your lower body!"

"The rest of the dead, bind their limbs and wings!"

Bone gripped the bone blade with both hands and plunged the edge into the rock layer next to the black dragon's hind leg.

The core undead forces are all being pushed forward simultaneously.

The bone shields were wedged into the sides of the black dragon's hind limbs, and the bone blades pierced through the gaps in the scales, gripping its joints tightly.

As soon as the black dragon raised its hind legs, more than a dozen undead were lifted off the ground.

The Bone Soul Fire pulsed, and suddenly pressed the bone blade downwards.

More undead rushed forward, stepping over the broken bones scattered on the ground.

The front row was shattered by the black dragon, and the back row immediately blocked the gap.

Dozens of skeletons were stacked on top of each other, locking its hindquarters in place.

Two desert undead dragons each bit the black dragon's wings.

Two ghostly flame bone dragons held its shoulders, neck, and chest, with ghostly blue flames burning along its scales, preventing it from turning around to attack Gu Qing.

The elven elder understood Gu Qing's intention.

The staff fell heavily to the ground.

The remaining vines inside the cave grew wildly, wrapping around the black dragon's neck and jaw.

The elves on both sides simultaneously drew their longbows, and emerald green arrows shot one after another toward its eyes and mouth.

The black dragon could only lower its head and close its eyes.

The black flames that had just gathered in his mouth were also scattered by the arrows.

Gu Qing stepped onto a tilted bone shield, used the momentum to leap up, and landed steadily on the black dragon's back.

The black dragon sensed the presence behind it and its massive body began to thrash wildly.

The rock walls continued to crumble, and large chunks of rock fell from the top of the cave.

The undead that were pressing down on its hindquarters shattered into pieces, but Bone did not let go, and continued to press forward with the remaining undead.

Gu Qing ran swiftly along the undulating spine of the black dragon.

The rubble struck the Netherworld Armor, and gray-black ripples spread out in succession.

The power emanating from the black dragon's body swept towards them, only causing the soul armor to sway a few times.

His steps did not stop.

"Take two more steps forward."

Cecilia's senses returned.

"That's it!"

Gu Qing stepped onto the third scale on the left chest of the black dragon.

He gripped the Netherworld Soul Scythe with both hands, pouring all the power of his soul into the blade.

The pitch-black blade pressed down, engulfing all the scattered death energy around it.

The black dragon desperately raised its head, its front claws tearing open the shoulder bone of the Netherflame Bone Dragon, trying to throw Gu Qing off.

The elven elder brought his staff down once more.

The vines were taut.

Arrows rained down from both sides, piercing the black dragon's mouth, nose, and corners of its eyes, forcefully pressing its head back to the ground.

Gu Qing raised the Soul Scythe high and slashed down with it!

Click!

The third scale shattered on the spot.

The pitch-black scythe pierced into the chest cavity through the primal rift, and the soul attack poured in along the collapsing primal passage.

The soul core within the black dragon's body cracked one after another.

It let out a final roar, its raised limbs frozen in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground.

The entire cave shook.

The sound of rolling gravel continued for a moment, then the cave gradually quieted down.

Bone One still held down the Black Dragon's limbs with the spirit of the dead.

Only after Gu Qing confirmed that its soul fluctuations had completely dissipated did he raise his hand to give the order.

"Relax."

The undead army retreated to both sides.

The elven elder escorted Elune to the cave entrance. The surrounding elves looked at the black dragon's corpse on the ground, then looked up at Gu Qing standing on the dragon's body, their longbows slowly lowering.

Gu Qing drew the Netherworld Soul Scythe.

The black dragon's already scattered life essence and soul core have been completely pierced by this scythe.

Gu Qing stood on the back of the black dragon and slowly drew out the Netherworld Soul Scythe.

As the black scythe left his chest cavity, the last trace of soul energy within the black dragon dissipated.

"Elder, the princess can't hold on any longer!"

Suddenly, a shout came from outside the cave.

Gu Qing looked up.

In the center of the protective array, Elune's face, which had just regained some color, turned pale again.

Her body went limp, and she lost consciousness completely. The dim emerald green light patterns on her chest began to fade away in large patches.

The elven elder's expression changed, and he rushed to Elune's side.

"Maintain the protective array!"

The elven warriors who had been watching Gu Qing immediately put away their longbows and rushed out of the cave.

Emerald green light flashed one after another.

Several elves planted their longbows into the ground, and life force gathered along the array patterns, flowing entirely into Elune's body.

The elven elder knelt beside her, his staff touching her chest.

The abundant life force continued to fall, but it could only protect Elune's last bit of life.

Her damaged life essence continues to drain away.

"How could this happen?"

The wind chime gripped Elune's cold hand, its sound strained.

"The blood sacrifice has been stopped, so why is the situation still worsening?"

"She lost too much blood, and the sacrificial array also drained a portion of her life force."

The elven elder stared intently at Elune's chest, the emerald light on his staff growing ever brighter.

"We can only maintain the status quo now; we can't fill the gap at the source."

Irina, standing guard outside the formation, turned and shouted, "Everyone, step back! Don't block the life-giving runes!"

The elven warriors readily gave up their positions.

All attention was focused on Elune, and no one stared at the black dragon in the cave anymore.

Gu Qing put away the Netherworld Soul Scythe and his gaze fell on the huge corpse at his feet.

The opportunity is perfect.

He walked along the black dragon's back to its head, bent down to examine the wounds, as if to confirm whether the black dragon was truly dead.

The gray-black soul armor still covered his body, perfectly blocking the view from the direction of the cave entrance.

Gu Qing pressed one hand against the black dragon's brow.

Undead servants!

Dark lines surged from his palm, silently drilling into the black dragon's head, spreading inward along the soul crack left by the Netherworld Soul Scythe.

The black dragon's soul core had long been shattered, and its remaining soul power was insufficient to even mount the most basic resistance.

Black lines quickly wrapped around the soul fragments.

Gu Qing could sense that the mark of enslavement was taking shape.

Only one last step remains.

But when all the patterns converged into the core of the soul, those scattered fragments of the soul suddenly lost their support.

Snapped!

The newly formed mark of enslavement collapsed on the spot.

The black lines retreated along their original path and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

Failed.

Gu Qing didn't move his hand away, but his gaze fell on the black dragon's brow.

His final slash was so powerful that it not only pierced through the black dragon's origin but also completely tore apart its soul core.

Such a broken soul simply cannot withstand the full marks of enslavement.

The Ghostly Pact did not react at all.

Gu Qing originally thought it was a sure thing, but unexpectedly, he got stuck here.

However, he still had a backup plan.

Gu Qing withdrew his hand, and his mental energy instantly enveloped the entire black dragon's corpse.

A large amount of black mist surged out from the undead space, spreading upwards along the massive body of the black dragon.

"What is he doing?"

An elven warrior heard the noise and turned to look at the cave.

The black mist had already covered the entire black dragon.

The next moment, the enormous corpse, more than thirty meters long, vanished into thin air, leaving only a dark red bloodstain on the shattered ground.

The elven elder also glanced at it from the side.

Gu Qing stood up, and the Netherworld Soul Armor dissipated.

"The black dragon is too high-level, and the death energy remaining in its corpse will pollute the cave."

"I'll put it away and deal with it first."

The elven elder glanced at the empty cave, then at Elune in his arms, and ultimately did not ask any further questions.

From the moment Gu Qing bent down to examine the body to the moment he took away the black dragon's corpse, less than ten seconds had passed.

They only saw Gu Qing dispose of the dragon corpse and were completely unaware of the failed enslavement attempt.

Inside the undead space, the black dragon's corpse fell into a large patch of gray-black mist.

The surrounding spirits retreated, making way for an open space.

Gu Qing separated a wisp of consciousness to confirm that the dragon corpse had not continued to decay before withdrawing his spiritual power.

The failure of the undead servant does not mean that the corpse is useless.

He also has that one-time skill book.

Redemption of the Dead.

This skill can transform the dead into undead creatures that retain their memories and potential.

If used successfully, this level 35 epic-grade black dragon can stand up again and transform into a level 35 epic-grade undead dragon.

However, the elves are all nearby right now, so it's inconvenient to use them.

The redemption of the dead has a validity period of seven days, so there's no need for him to rush it at this moment.

Gu Qing composed himself, turned around, and walked out of the cave.

The emerald light within the protective array has dimmed considerably.

The elven elder remained kneeling beside Elune, his staff continuously surging with life force, sweat beading on his forehead.

Her arms began to tremble.

The emerald light on Elune's chest flickered, and her face turned from pale to ashen.

The elves maintaining the protective array gritted their teeth, but could only watch helplessly as her life force continued to decline.

"This won't last long."

Gu Qing walked outside the protective array.

"I have healing skills, so I can help stabilize her injuries first."

The elven elder immediately looked up, gripped his staff, and stood in front of Elune.

"Your power comes from the dead."

"The princess's life essence has been damaged and she can no longer withstand the erosion of death energy."

Gu Qing stopped in her tracks.

"My healing power is free from death energy."

"If this drags on any longer, she might not make it until you take her back."

The elven elder did not move aside.

But only for a moment did the staff in her hand pause before two of the emerald green runes on Elune's chest went out.

The life force is declining again.

"Elder, let Gu Qing give it a try!"

Fengling looked up, her grip on Elune's hand never loosening.

"He was the one who led us to rescue Elune just now. Without him, we wouldn't even have been able to get into the sacrificial circle."

Irina also stepped forward.

"The curse within my mother is more troublesome than Elune's current injuries."

"Gu Qing treated her, and it was indeed effective."

The elven elder glanced at the two of them.

Elune's breathing grew weaker and weaker, with only a few life runes remaining on her chest barely keeping her afloat.

She finally withdrew her staff and moved half a step to the side.

"You can try."

"If death energy appears within the princess, I will immediately interrupt you."

Gu Qing did not argue, but walked into the protective array and squatted down next to Elune.

The elven elder held his staff firmly, his gaze fixed on his hands.

Gu Qing gripped Elune's slender, icy wrist.

The Touch of Purification!

A gentle, dark healing power flowed from her palm, entering Elune's body through her meridians.

The staff in the elven elder's hand glowed with emerald light.

He was prepared to act immediately if any problems arose.

However, after this power entered Elune's body, it did not conflict with her or bring in any death energy.

The Touch of Erosion quickly located the source of Elune's damage and enveloped the gap that was constantly losing its life force.

The chaotic, flickering emerald green patterns on Elune's chest gradually subsided.

The previously declining vitality has also been steadily recovering.

"We've stabilized!"

Sensing Elune's condition, Fengling smiled.

The elven elder standing to the side also smiled, never expecting that this guy with necromancy power could actually heal the princess.

"Thanks!"

The elven elder looked at Gu Qing with a solemn expression.

The elves standing nearby also bowed to Gu Qing, expressing their utmost respect.

Gu Qing did not respond; instead, her brows furrowed.

Elune's injuries were quite serious. Although the Cleansing Touch stabilized her condition, it was still not good.

Gu Qing exerted all her strength to slowly stop the loss of her life essence.

Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief; at least her life was saved.

However, her vital essence is severely depleted and needs to be replenished.

But elves excel at life force, so there should be a way to replenish it.

Wind Chime held Elune's hand the whole time.

The pure-blooded elven royal powers of the two resonated with each other, and emerald light flowed slowly along their wrists, helping Elune stabilize her weakened life force.

Irina stood outside the protective array, her gaze occasionally sweeping over the half-collapsed cave.

Even as loose rocks continued to fall from the cave ceiling, she never put down her dagger.

Gu Qing only withdrew his Cleansing Touch after confirming that Elune was out of danger.

As the healing power dissipated, a system notification sounded.

[Healing experience greatly improved!]

Gu Qing glanced at the notification.

The experience gained this time far exceeds that of ordinary treatment.

This shows that the Touch of Purification not only saved Elune's life, but also truly repaired some of the original damage.

In the center of the protective array, Elune's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

The next moment, she slowly opened her eyes.

As soon as my vision cleared, memories of the sacrificial array flooded my mind.

Elune's body tensed instantly, and the life runes on her chest, which had just stabilized, became chaotic again.

"Princess, it's alright now."

The elven elder immediately pressed down on her shoulder, and his staff glowed with emerald light.

"The black dragon is dead, and the sacrificial array has been destroyed."

Elune's rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

She turned her head and looked around, and the first thing she saw was the wind chime holding her wrist.

The two similar royal auras blended together, which lessened the wariness in her eyes.

Then she saw Irina guarding outside the formation.

The aura of intertwined elves and succubi is hard to ignore.

Elune's gaze paused for a moment, then finally passed over the crowd and landed on Gu Qing.

A large number of undead guards stood inside and outside the cave.

Gu Yi stood guard to the side, holding the bone blade, the soul fire in his eye sockets burning quietly.

And all these undead were under the command of the human before them.

"He saved you."

The elven elder did not hide anything and recounted what had happened.

Gu Qing tracked the black dragon all the way, determined the location of the sacrificial array, and then mobilized the spirits of the dead to seal off the mountain stream.

After the battle began, the undead army overwhelmed the Black Dragon head-on, giving Wind Chime and Irina the opportunity to break into the formation and rescue Elune.

Several elven warriors also stepped forward.

"Princess, the Black Dragon wanted to reclaim you, but Gu Qing's undead army stopped it."

"He also directly withstood the black dragon's breath."

"When your life essence continued to crumble, it was he who stepped in to heal you. His power is free of death energy and will not corrode the elven bloodline."

In the end, all the elven warriors put down their longbows.

When they looked at Gu Qing earlier, their hands never left their weapons.

Now, that wariness has dissipated.

Even their gazes toward Irina no longer held the same level of rejection.

Elune supported herself on the elven elder's arm and slowly sat up.

She didn't put on airs like a princess; she looked at the wind chimes first.

"Thank you for rushing into the sacrificial array to save me."

The wind chime shook its head.

"As an elf myself, I can't just watch you die there."

Elune then looked at Irina.

"And you, if you hadn't used the power of two bloodlines to counteract the repulsion of the great formation, Feng Ling wouldn't have been able to get in either."

Irina's dark purple tail swayed slightly.

"It's good that the person was rescued."

Elune looked at Gu Qing one last time.

"If it weren't for you, I would have become a sacrifice for the Black Dragon to restore its origin."

She placed her hands on her chest and bowed her head in greeting.

"I will always remember your life-saving grace."

The elven elder also came to Gu Qing and said, "You are our best friends. If you need anything in the future, you can come to our tribe at any time."

As he spoke, he took out a jade-green token from his storage space.

The token resembles a leaf, with crisscrossing patterns that exude a faint sense of life.

"This is a Leaf of Life token."

"Take this into the Black Mist Forest, and it will guide you to our tribe. As long as you present this token, the elven sentries will not stop you."

Gu Qing took the token and nodded.

Seeing Gu Qing accept the token, the elven elder nodded, then his gaze fell on Feng Ling.

"You have pure royal blood. Although you are not a member of our tribe, your status is still noble."

"Excuse me, sir, which elven tribe do you come from?"

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