Two heads exploded simultaneously. The Rhinoceros Beetle man lost his life, his Superman Mode automatically deactivating. His body went limp, convulsed slightly, and then slowly died, falling from Zhuge Fan's embrace. Zhuge Fan remained suspended in mid-air, a headless corpse yet refusing to fall.

The crowd stared in horror. They watched as the veins and sinews at Zhuge Fan's neck slowly writhed, weaving together. Flesh and blood regenerated, painstakingly forming a new head, coalescing from the jaw and ears right up to the eyes.

"A heavy hand," Zhuge Fan muttered, completely unfazed, before instantly lunging toward the earth while the enemy was still stunned.

Yue Heng chuckled, using Zhuge Fan as a shield, and followed closely behind to hack and slash. He struck down many who were engaged with Zhuge Fan. Over on the other side, Mo Feng stood beside Ye Zhu. Mo Feng’s ears sharpened slightly, fangs elongated, and his eyes glowed with a murderous intent, looking terrifying. As he moved, his silhouette was like a phantom; his speed multiplied tenfold. With every step, he generated shockwaves as he charged into the cluster of numerous Superman powerhouses.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Six Superman powerhouses converged on Mo Feng. Mo Feng didn't even look back; his back seemed to possess eyes as he weaved through the group, retreating and advancing with effortless grace. Suddenly, he spun around, circling behind one of the Superman powerhouses, and stabbed his fingernail deep into the man’s skin.

This powerhouse was the Ant Superman. Struck by Mo Feng’s claw, he immediately felt his entire body go numb and immobile, filling him with terror. Immediately afterward, he felt an ice-cold palm, utterly devoid of warmth, reach from behind and clamp onto his shoulder. A puff of hot air hit his throat, and then he lost consciousness.

The remaining five powerhouses were aghast when they saw Mo Feng open his mouth and bite down on the Ant Superman’s neck. They shouted in alarm and charged forward. Mo Feng dodged while simultaneously devouring, gulping down the essence with frantic slurps. Before long, the Ant Superman he held began to shrivel. His skin wrinkled, his dark hair turned brittle and yellow, and he became emaciated.

Mo Feng tossed the corpse aside, licked his lips, and his eyes burned an even deeper crimson, making him look like a horrifying demon in the dark.

Having swallowed the blood of one powerhouse, his pores expanded fully, bringing him immense relief. He stared expressionlessly at the others, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust, and then rushed forward.

On the other side, a bewitching woman advanced alongside five men toward Ye Zhu. This enchanting woman had an incredibly slender waist and eyes that suggested endless charm, capable of capturing souls. Her figure flickered with astonishing speed; her arms were adorned with scattered, fine black and white feathers. If Ye Chen were present, with his vast experience, he would immediately recognize this woman’s Superman Mode: the Swift as the Wind Swallow Superman, renowned for having the fastest flight speed!

Swift as the Wind Swallow Superman, First Stage: Speed amplified by 30 times!

This woman was one of the top three powerhouses on the Divine King's Mansion’s overall strength rankings—truly formidable, her speed like lightning, impossible to track. She gazed flirtatiously at Ye Zhu, thinking what a delicate little girl was about to be needlessly sacrificed.

Ye Zhu seemed oblivious. She floated in the air, her eyes emitting a soft, multicolored light. She slowly raised and moved her hands, her elegant form making her look like a graceful butterfly dancing in the breeze, her toes tracing the positions of the Seven Stars.

Her dance was exquisite! Her beauty unparalleled!

Those nearby, gazing upon her peerless, magnificent bearing, were somewhat mesmerized. The enchanting woman smiled faintly, but her eyes turned cold. "So innocent and naive, facing a deadly battle and still having the mind to dance for amusement. She clearly doesn't value her life…" With that, she accelerated her charge.

Whoosh!

Her form blurred, and she arrived before Ye Zhu, her nails sharp as blades, aiming directly for Ye Zhu’s cheek—intending to utterly destroy that lovely face.

Ye Zhu showed no fear, a captivating smile playing on her lips. She swayed slightly, as if part of her dance, retreating a few steps. Watching the enchanting woman miss her strike, she said softly, "If you don't wish to die, stop immediately. Otherwise, even if an antidote exists later, I won't be able to save you!" The enchanting woman scoffed, "Spreading nonsense to confuse people. Enough talk. Death is upon you, yet you dare to boast!" She spoke in English, but Ye Zhu carried an Atlantean enhanced communicator that ignored racial and linguistic barriers, directly receiving the opponent's brainwaves, analyzing the meaning, and translating it into the pre-set Mandarin, making the woman's words sound like native Chinese to Ye Zhu.

Ye Zhu delicately lifted a hand, her steps like ripples on water, moving gracefully. As her body swayed in the dance, she said, "If you don't believe me, try accelerating the flow of vital energy in your body and see if you feel dizzy." The woman found Ye Zhu's movements extremely strange and was already suspicious. Hearing the words, though she maintained an outward look of disbelief, she secretly began to circulate her internal energy. Instantly, a wave of dizziness struck her brain. Shocked, she hastily stopped circulating her energy and stared at Ye Zhu in astonishment. "What did you do?"

Ye Zhu did not answer, smiling sweetly. "Is my dance beautiful?" The enchanting woman glanced at her a couple of times. Seeing her charming appearance and gentle movements brought her a sense of exhilaration. However, as a woman, she refused to be outdone by another female, merely snorting coldly without saying more.

Ye Zhu smiled, speaking slowly, "I painstakingly studied this dance for a year and a half, evolving it from the Sealing Scroll Martial Arts Manual. It contains elements of Xing Yi Quan, Tai Chi, Bagua, Vajra techniques, and the Luo Shen Step… The dance is named: Ragnarok!" The enchanting woman frowned, wondering why Ye Zhu was telling her this in the middle of a massive battle. A thought crossed her mind, and she suddenly realized the gravity of the situation, her face turning icy cold. "You are stalling for time? Hmph! Your companions cannot save you!"

Ye Zhu smiled and remained silent, as if she hadn't heard the accusation. She spoke to herself, "Although I can only perform the first layer of Ragnarok, for the current stage, it is enough to disperse the poison powder I carry… 10 seconds are up. I advise you to quickly find a coffin for yourself, lest you have no one to bury you after death, and your corpse be consumed." The enchanting woman’s expression shifted. Just as she was about to yell in anger, a sudden wave of weakness washed over her. Dizziness overwhelmed her, and her body swayed, nearly causing her to collapse. Stunned, she cried out, "When did you poison me?"

Ye Zhu smiled serenely. "From the moment Ragnarok began, this entire sky was already permeated with poison powder. It’s just that you were closer and chased me urgently, accelerating your breathing, causing you to inhale more!"

The enchanting woman gasped in shock. "What kind of Superman are you, to be so venomous?"

"Butterfly…" Ye Zhu smiled slightly, her eyes holding a strange light. "I was originally the Butterfly Superman. However, later, during a chance encounter, I accidentally consumed a Jellyfish King and nearly died from poisoning. But at the brink of death, my body suddenly mutated. The Butterfly Superman gene within me transformed into a type of Superman I don't even know."

This incident occurred while Ye Chen was in the Antarctic. Over the subsequent year and a half, she had devoted herself to mastering this mutated Superman Mode. She discovered that once the mode was activated, she could release hundreds of colorless and odorless toxic gases, causing unsuspecting poisoning. Among them, the most potent poison powders numbered seven! What she was deploying now was one of those seven, named: Intestine-Severing Toxin!

This poison powder was as fine as ghostly essence. Even a Ghost God Realm expert who inhaled it would suffer massive damage to their spectral body, resulting in severe injury at minimum, or death at worst! Anyone below the Ghost God Realm would have their intestines and bones rapidly putrefy upon slight contact, melting into a pool of black ichor! The enchanting woman gradually felt an agonizing, intense pain in her abdomen, as if billions of ants were gnawing at her insides. It was unbearable. Her beautiful face contorted, large beads of cold sweat trickled down, and blood seeped from the corners of her mouth. In agony, she pleaded, "Please, please give me the antidote!"

Ye Zhu smiled and said nothing, continuing her dance. Her graceful form was mesmerizing, causing viewers to feel as if they were in a dream.

Moments later, the enchanting woman could no longer bear the intense pain. She forcibly deactivated her Superman Mode and struck her own skull with a palm, killing herself. The five men who had attacked with her were also afflicted by the strange toxin. When they tried to desperately drag Ye Zhu down with them, they found their bodies slowed drastically, unable to exert even thirty percent of their normal strength, their bodies utterly drained of power, causing them great horror.

The rest of the enemy forces noticed the anomaly here. Hearing Ye Zhu's words, they were terrified and immediately retreated far from her position, daring not to approach, and hesitant to continue their desperate attacks, afraid of accelerating the absorption of the poison powder saturating the sky.

Bailong laughed triumphantly, "You wanted to kill us? You wanted to annihilate our Brightness Base City? Come on, I dare you…" Saying this, he adopted an extremely provocative posture and beckoned to Samshit.

Samshit’s face was as gloomy as dark water. He hadn't expected that his force of over thirty powerhouses couldn't even eliminate the five opponents, and instead, they were intimidated into hanging back. He stared at Ye Zhu, standing behind Mo Feng and the others, a murderous intent flickering in his eyes.

The Island Master Ziyun and others from the Xuanyuan Clan watched Bailong and the others in shock. Initially, they regarded these young people as mere favored sons of heaven—talented, with good potential.

As the younger generation, like Ziwan, reached the Divine Grade, they gradually sensed the gap between the two clans. They felt that Bailong and his group were progressing slowly, falling slightly short compared to their own rising young talents, and thus hadn't taken them seriously.

These were individuals who had lived for centuries, naturally calculating. They could discern from the Brightness Base City's attitude that these youngsters held extremely high status in the city. However, out of deference to Ye Chen, they dared not act presumptuously or put on airs, though inwardly, they held Xu Tianguo and the others in disdain.

Seeing the sudden burst of power from Bailong’s group now, they were all greatly surprised and inwardly sobered.

Whoosh! Just then, Samshit from the Cold Crystal Dragon Seat suddenly moved, exploding forward like lightning, charging directly toward Ye Zhu. He harbored intense killing intent toward this delicate woman. If it weren't for her, their thirty-plus Superman powerhouses could have simply pinned down Bailong and the others. Once their Superman Modes expired, the Divine King's Mansion members could have overwhelmed and killed them through sheer numbers.

Every single turn of events stemmed from this charming woman!

"Not good!"

Bailong and the others' faces changed. With their current Superman Modes active, their pupils could clearly track Samshit’s movement. They were about to intervene.

Samshit’s figure flickered as he entered Ghost God Mode. In an instant, he tore through the bodies of Bailong and the others, arriving directly before Ye Zhu. His face contorted with murderous intent, his long golden hair streaming behind him. He raised his hand, his fair, long fingers perfectly straight like blades, aiming to stab Ye Zhu’s neck!

It all happened too suddenly. Island Master Ziyun and the others snapped back to reality, shouting in shock and anger, but it was too late to stop him. Moreover, even if they were right beside her, they couldn't prevent it, as physical attacks were immune against the Ghost God Mode!

Just then—

"How dare you!!!"

A voice brimming with icy coldness exploded from the ruins of the Brightness Base City, a hundred kilometers away. It roared like rolling thunder, shaking the heaven and earth, rushing forward like a hurricane, powerful enough to move mountains and seas, shaking the entire God Alliance army even a hundred kilometers away, who heard it clearly.