Shi Yan was wreathed in white mist, saturated with potent, malevolent energies—slaughter, brutality, madness, and fear—with only the impulse to kill remaining in his mind.

Positioned in the center of five Dark Nether warriors, Shi Yan’s expression was glacial. The spiritual serpents, condensed from the surrounding negative forces, lashed out, coiling wildly around the Dark Nether fighters.

"Bang!"

The Nether Ghost Claw of one Dark Nether warrior slammed brutally into Shi Yan’s chest.

"Heh heh," Shi Yan sneered, a ferocious grin twisting his face. He lunged forward, smashing into the warrior, his ten fingers transforming into lances that rapidly pierced ten bloody gashes into the warrior's chest.

Amidst the man's scream, Shi Yan rapidly retreated, narrowly evading a sphere of green light that one warrior hurled at the back of his head.

Three Magnetic Shock Fields were silently, imperceptibly condensed, arranged in a triangular "" formation, subtly dispersing to Shi Yan's left, right, and behind him.

Standing at the nexus of the three Magnetic Shock Fields, Shi Yan coldly watched the five Dark Nether warriors, sneering, "You want to kill me? Heh heh, I want to kill you too."

"Kill!"

The Dark Nether warriors roared in unison, and four of them charged forward again.

The man whose chest now bore five gaping holes suddenly sat cross-legged, his expression sinister. He subtly activated a series of faint, moss-green needles that shot out from his palms.

"Profound Grade Martial Skill, Nether Mang Thorns!"

Dozens of thorns, fine as silver needles and carrying an intense, bone-chilling cold, flashed through the air, striking Shi Yan like lightning.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sounds of clashing metal echoed across Shi Yan’s body. Those Nether Mang Thorns proved utterly incapable of piercing his Petrified Martial Soul.

The heavily wounded man’s ashen face contorted in shock. He urgently cried out, "Combined Attack!"

The four charging Dark Nether warriors instantly shifted positions, forming four cardinal points and intensely surrounding Shi Yan in the center.

Four curtains of blue light flared above their heads. These blue light barriers, resembling dense clouds, suddenly converged and pressed down mightily upon Shi Yan.

The blue light possessed an overwhelming power of confinement; in an instant, Shi Yan was firmly trapped beneath them.

The four Dark Nether warriors’ faces lit up with joy, and they rushed forward as one, drawing their weapons and seizing the opportunity to stab at Shi Yan.

"Activate the Fields!" Shi Yan roared.

The four Dark Nether warriors plunged headlong into the center of the three invisible and intangible Magnetic Shock Fields. The fields instantly enveloped all four of them.

Under the horrific grinding power, the four Dark Nether warriors’ bodies stiffened; they couldn't even condense their essence energy, their faces filled with terror as they tried to comprehend what was happening.

"Roar!"

Shi Yan threw his head back and bellowed. The refined muscles across his body twitched violently, and wisps of white mist solidified. All the negative energies suddenly erupted.

In that instant, an incredibly malevolent power burst forth from within Shi Yan's body, flowing through him like an electric current.

Amidst his howling, Shi Yan strained to break free.

"Boom!"

A tremendous concussion sounded as the fused blue canopy of the four Dark Nether warriors shattered into specks of blue light, scattering everywhere.

Shi Yan grinned ferociously and violently surged into one Magnetic Shock Field, unleashing his Finger Gun Art once more.

"Pfft!"

The Dark Nether warrior trapped within that Magnetic Shock Field had his eyes gush blood; his eyeballs burst forth, leaving two deep, bloody sockets where his brain matter was faintly visible. He died tragically on the spot.

Shi Yan moved rapidly, flashing through the other two Magnetic Shock Fields.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The remaining three Dark Nether warriors, restrained by the fields, similarly suffered blood spraying from their eye sockets as Shi Yan pierced their brains through their eyes with his fingertips, dying one after another.

The Magnetic Shock Fields abruptly contracted.

The last Dark Nether warrior, who had been sitting on the ground, stared in sheer horror, daring not to linger. He fled desperately for his life.

"Think you can escape?"

Shi Yan scoffed, his figure flashing like lightning. He drove his attack viciously toward the man's heart, his arm piercing straight through the warrior’s back, obliterating the heart instantly.

Thus, all five Dark Nether warriors perished violently on the spot.

Shi Yan, dripping with blood, stood beside the five corpses, savoring the moment. He closed his eyes, absorbing the negative energy seeping from their bodies.

Soon, the five corpses shriveled, and Shi Yan’s acupoints swelled with dense vital essence. The thirst for slaughter surged within him.

Without resorting to suppression, Shi Yan remained in his rampage, the killing thoughts in his mind growing clearer. He continued to charge toward the statue's heart.

Half an hour later, two more warriors at the Second Level of Innate Realm unfortunately crossed his path.

Without a single word, Shi Yan charged with a monstrous, bloodthirsty ferocity. In his frenzied, blood-crazed state, he cleanly executed both Dark Nether warriors and continued rushing forward.

Twelve Yin Fiends suddenly emerged from a deep pit ahead. Upon spotting Shi Yan, they drifted out expectantly.

"Heh heh," Shi Yan sneered, feeling exhilarated. As his Yin Vortex shifted, a massive suction force erupted from it.

The twelve Yin Fiends, struggling in terror, were ultimately swallowed by Shi Yan’s Yin Vortex, transforming into pure Yin Qi that vanished into the center of the vortex.

The various negative energies within Shi Yan’s acupoints purified rapidly, and the negative emotions surged outward.

Ignoring the strange state of his body, Shi Yan pressed onward, smashing through everything in his path.

Along this route, Shi Yan seemed like a descending God of Slaughter; any Dark Nether warrior he encountered was immediately butchered.

The Dark Nether warriors appearing in this sector were mostly at the Third Level of Innate Realm or the First and Second Levels of Mortal Rank. They were no match for Shi Yan; anyone he encountered was met with a bloody massacre.

He traveled this way, slaying twenty-one Dark Nether warriors and absorbing the Yin power of sixty-five Yin Fiends, eventually reaching the area near the statue's right arm.

Mu Hui's figure suddenly appeared from a deep pit ahead.

Beside him stood three Dark Nether warriors at the Third Level of Mortal Rank.

Inside the deep pit, three Mud Dragons were being disassembled, their severed limbs wriggling slowly, seemingly attempting to reassemble themselves.

Mu Hui frowned, a hint of frustration crossing his bewitching face. "These things are truly troublesome. They won't die no matter how many times we kill them. There’s one in every pit. If this keeps up, I don't know how much essence energy we'll burn through."

"Young Master, someone's here," one of the Dark Nether warriors suddenly pointed toward Shi Yan.

Shi Yan was enveloped in white mist, his killing intent soaring skyward. The blood covering him had solidified into a cocoon, his expression cold, a bloodthirsty smile playing on his lips.

"It's you?" Mu Hui was momentarily stunned, recognizing Shi Yan—the one who had always stood beside Han Feng and Ku Long.

Mu Hui had observed him secretly back in Absolute Yin Valley, but at that time, he hadn't paid attention to Shi Yan, focusing instead on experts