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Chapter 291 - Chapter 291: Raging Fury and the Trail

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Watching the tide of countless demonic creatures surging toward him, a flash of golden soul-light flickered in Ye Lan's palm.

The Silver Earring appeared instantly in his hand. Ye Lan thrust it directly into his earlobe, and emerald-gold blood seeped out immediately.

"Silver Dragon's Sorrow" radiated a piercing silver light from his earlobe, and an endless wave of grief once again swept through Ye Lan's mind. At the thought of Gu Yuena dying at the hands of these abyssal monsters, a ruthless glint flashed through his pupils.

Bathed in a golden radiance, he charged violently toward the dark-purple earth of the Abyss.

Shockwave, Flash, Instant Step, Sound Shift, Gravity Vortex, Butterfly Change...

Metamorphosis and Illusionary Butterfly—every skill was activated simultaneously.

BANG!!!

A terrifying sonic boom shattered the eardrums of countless abyssal monsters, causing dark-purple blood to leak from their heads.

BOOM!!

With speed comparable to a quasi-god-level movement soul skill, he slammed into the dark-purple continent, causing the entire earth to shudder violently.

The ground where Ye Lan landed fractured. Within a radius of several hundred meters, rocks were pulverized and debris flew upward in a reverse current. Hundreds of thousands of square meters of earth were launched dozens of meters into the air. Countless Abyssal Mammoths, Lesser Demons, and Cyclopes were tossed high into the sky, wailing in terror as their world spun out of control.

"AAAAHHHHHHH!!!"

With a pained roar from Ye Lan, countless slender strands of Blue Silver Grass exploded from his body. Thousands of these thin vines, shimmering with a black luster, shot out in a 360-degree radius.

In a mere instant, the black-lit Blue Silver Grass streaked across a distance of several thousand meters. The monsters suspended in the air were skewered by the dozens, their bodies pierced as dark-purple blood splattered everywhere.

Squelch! Crash!

In this rainless abyssal sub-dimension, a sudden deluge of black blood began to fall. The bloody rain, accompanied by uprooted earth and the massive carcasses of abyssal monsters, crashed back to the ground with a thunderous roar that echoed through the heavens.

Abyssal Venom Wasps and Demonic Bees were riddled with holes by the Blue Silver Grass, falling like broken dolls into the black earth.

Looking at the countless monsters lying on the ground, hissing and wailing, Ye Lan found a fleeting moment of peace in his heart. The thousands of black-lit vines gradually withdrew back into his body.

But in the next second, the slender vines lashed out again toward the heavily wounded monsters. For a time, the thousands of black vines danced in a wild, chaotic frenzy, mirroring the rage in Ye Lan's heart.

Each dancing strand of Blue Silver Grass seemed like a terrifying, eldritch horror. Under the flurry of the "Blue Silver Wild Dance," skin and flesh flew in every direction.

In an instant, the black earth was soaked in blood. The area within several hundred meters of Ye Lan was covered in the gore and remains of abyssal creatures, looking like a literal purgatory of flesh. The exposed black ground was now littered with white bones, resembling a forest of the damned.

The pungent, metallic scent of blood failed to suppress the fury in Ye Lan's heart. His figure vanished again, appearing like a bolt of golden lightning cutting across the dark continent.

A moment later, the slender Blue Silver Grass swept through thousands more abyssal monsters. Flesh and blood took to the sky once more, leaving behind only blood-stained earth and skeletal remains.

Witnessing the rage and slaughter of this blue-haired human, the countless abyssal creatures fled in terror in every direction. The simultaneous stampede of hundreds of thousands of monsters caused the ground to shake as if a massive earthquake had struck.

However, all that awaited them were the dancing strands of black-lit Blue Silver Grass. They were sliced into a thousand pieces by Ye Lan, dying in agonizing pain.

Ye Lan possessed the "Heavenly Soul God Body," which granted a 50% soul power boost based on his vitality, and the "Ancient Beast's Touch," which provided a 100% soul power bonus. Even without these multipliers, his base soul power had reached a staggering Level 94.

When stacked with Ultimate Lightning, Destruction Lungs, Gaze of the God of Destruction, and the 7.8x final damage multiplier from the Destruction Domain—and with Flash applied to the Slender Blue Silver Grass—the attack power of these vines had reached the level of a Level 99 Peerless Douluo.

The attack range of several thousand meters was granted to him by Void Thought. Wherever his mind could reach, it fell within his strike zone.

Against the enraged Ye Lan, the countless Spirit-Douluo-level abyssal monsters were like lambs to the slaughter, possessing no chance of retaliation.

Time passed uncounted. Ye Lan didn't know how many monsters he had slain. Perhaps hundreds of thousands, perhaps millions. The entire abyssal plane was filled with a soaring stench of blood, a true hell of flesh.

Only then did the endless sorrow in Ye Lan's mind dissipate slightly. He sat quietly amidst the carnage, watching the rivers of blood flow, waiting for the abyssal monsters to respawn.

Having calmed down, Ye Lan realized that no matter how many he killed, these monsters slowly regenerated, as if they possessed infinite resurrection.

At the same time, the "Abyssal Buff" on his body slowly accumulated, reaching roughly 1% of the Abyssal Authority. These abyssal laws provided him with about a 10% final soul power bonus. If he possessed 100% Abyssal Authority, he would likely receive a 1000% final soul power boost.

He quietly meditated on these abyssal laws. After a long time, he noticed similarities between them and the God Seed of Life within the Heart of Life and the God Seed of Destruction within the Destruction Lungs.

As Di Tian had said, the Abyssal Buff was the predecessor to a "Godhood."

Of course, the two were not on the same level; their conceptual depths were different. The laws of the Abyssal Buff were more like "Rules"—the precursors to true Laws. Only if the Abyss successfully conquered the Douluo Star and evolved it into a God Realm would these buffs transform into true Abyssal Laws.

In a sense, he could now be called a demi-god. He had divine tools and "Rules"; he only lacked divine power.

Ye Lan withdrew his focus and looked up at the black octahedral cube floating before him. This cube looked identical to the one in the Far North, only different in size; the one before him was only about a meter tall.

This was likely the core of the Abyssal Dungeon, yet he found he could not open it.

Ye Lan activated his Golden Dragon Pupils and looked at the blood-red earth. Upon closer inspection, he saw faint streaks of black-red blood mist drifting in from several directions, seemingly crossing through the void.

Following the demonic patterns on the black cube, Ye Lan noted the relative positions of those drifting mists. Then, he waited quietly for the monsters to respawn.

About a week later, Ye Lan was startled out of his meditation. He found that the moment the abyssal monsters respawned, they immediately fled toward the horizon at top speed.

Clearly, they had been terrified by Ye Lan before their deaths; those thousands of black vines were now their eternal nightmare.

"Do you think you can escape?" Ye Lan said coldly.

"Void Thought, Blue Silver Sublimation!!"

Ye Lan's eighth and fifth golden soul rings flashed brilliantly. His current vitality level was that of a Title Douluo even without buffs. Under the judgment of Void Thought, he immediately received a tenfold mental enhancement, and his mental range exploded from 5,000 meters to 50,000 meters!

The area Ye Lan could now cover with his mind exceeded the size of a mega-city like Shanghai. The entire Abyssal Dungeon fell under his mental shroud, which meant the entire plane was within the reach of Blue Silver Sublimation.

This meant every monster in the dungeon would suffer terrifying damage equal to over 60% of their maximum health per second!

In the next heartbeat, the monsters were struck by a heavy force. Blood sprayed from their eyes and ears, and their internal organs shattered. Wails echoed through the night of the blood moon, and in the next second, the monsters exploded into clouds of blood mist.

In just two seconds, the entire Abyssal Dungeon was completely wiped out by Ye Lan. At the same time, his Abyssal Authority reached 2%.

Then, a strange phenomenon occurred.

The black cube in front of Ye Lan turned white. Simultaneously, the monsters that had turned into blood mist vanished without a trace. The white cube floated there quietly. When Ye Lan touched it, he found he still couldn't teleport into the actual Abyssal Plane.

Likely, only after clearing all the Abyssal Dungeons could the two planes be fully connected.

Without overthinking, Ye Lan mentally signaled to exit the dungeon and returned to the outskirts of the Far North.

On the white snowy plains, the countless abyssal monsters had disappeared—either killed by Di Tian and the Snow Empress or gone due to the mutation of the black cube.

"Ye Lan, you're finally out! I thought something happened to you!" The Snow Empress breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing him.

Di Tian looked at the white cube behind Ye Lan and asked in surprise, "What happened? Why has the dungeon changed?"

"Senior Di Tian, after I killed all the monsters in the dungeon simultaneously, the core changed color," Ye Lan explained.

"Is that the method to conquer an Abyssal Dungeon?" Di Tian was shocked. He couldn't imagine how Ye Lan had managed to kill every monster at the exact same moment.

The Snow Empress's heart jolted, startled by Ye Lan's words. The area of an Abyssal Dungeon was much larger than the largest city on the Douluo Continent; for a Spirit Douluo or any master, this was an almost impossible feat.

The Snow Empress said, "But if that's the case, how do we conquer the other dungeons? Setting aside the Title Douluo-level dungeon—which you can finish once you break through—what about the others?"

"For instance, the Spirit Scholar, Spirit Grandmaster, and Spirit Elder dungeons. With the current strength of low-level masters on the continent, it's impossible for them to conquer them this way."

"The Snow Empress is right," Di Tian agreed. "Only you could achieve such a feat. The other dungeons cannot be cleared by killing everyone at once."

Ye Lan shook his head. "Killing everyone isn't the only way. While inside, I discovered that the Abyssal Mist doesn't just come from that specific dungeon; it comes from other places as well."

"I found eight different directions where the mist originated. That must be the key to conquering them," Ye Lan explained.

"As long as we have a lead, it's good," Di Tian said, relieved.

The Snow Empress then noted with surprise, "Have you noticed? The soul power in this area has increased!"

Ye Lan and Di Tian sensed it and nodded. "Indeed! The soul power is denser."

"And the source is this white cube!"

Di Tian used his Dragon Pupils to observe the white cube and laughed. "Thanks to Ye Lan, the Abyss's invasion of the Douluo Plane has been delayed!"

The Snow Empress nodded. "I suspect that if we conquer enough dungeons, the Douluo Star can reverse the process and devour the Abyssal Plane!"

Ye Lan analyzed, "There are ten Abyssal Dungeons in total. We can name them No. 0 through No. 9. If we can conquer more than six, the Douluo Star can turn the tide and gradually absorb the Abyss."

"In short, these dungeons are the result of a struggle between the Abyssal Will and the Douluo Will."

"It's a contest between our world and theirs! Only when our world's comprehensive strength exceeds theirs can we fully devour them."

"The path is clear now: we must fully conquer all the Abyssal Dungeons. When the Abyss retaliates in full force, that is when we will take revenge for Gu Yuena!"

Di Tian nodded. "Ye Lan, are you confident? Remember, the Abyssal Sage King possesses the combat power of a First-Class God with a Divine Tool."

"Under the suppression of the Douluo Star, he cannot descend directly. If he does, I can crush him. And within the Abyssal Plane, once I break through to Title Douluo, I will have the chance to defeat him!"

"In other words, before I reach Title Douluo, we must conquer all the dungeons," Ye Lan stated firmly.

"Understood! We will go investigate those eight sources of mist now," Di Tian said.

Ye Lan nodded. Using the patterns on the white cube, he pointed out five directions for Di Tian and the Snow Empress. Di Tian would investigate three, Ye Lan would take three, and the Snow Empress would handle the remaining two. They agreed to regroup at this spot afterward.

Seeing Di Tian and the Snow Empress tear through space, Ye Lan activated all his speed-boosting soul skills.

With the buffs from Shockwave, Flash, Gravity Vortex, Butterfly Change, Metamorphosis, Illusionary Butterfly, and Dream Butterfly God Body, he first gained agility based on 150% of his vitality—equivalent to the speed of a Level 96 Title Douluo. Then, the Skydream Ice Silkworm soul bone pushed his base speed to Level 97.

With all other skills active, his speed multiplier reached forty times! At this moment, his speed rivaled the limit of a quasi-god.

On top of this, Instant Step and Sound Shift operated at full throttle. A golden flash streaked across the dark sky. Had Ye Lan not been ten thousand meters in the air, many people would have been deafened by the sonic booms. The series of thunderous cracks terrified both monsters and humans alike, making them think a violent storm was imminent.

Ye Lan quickly confirmed the locations of three dungeons: No. 0, No. 3, and No. 5.

No. 3 was the dungeon immediately preceding No. 8. Could it be?

Having identified them, he returned to the meeting point, where he already saw Di Tian's figure waiting.

(End of Chapter)

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