Chapter 815: Underground Chaos

Chapter 815: Underground Melee

At the same time, four other passages also converged here.

Figures emerged in twos and threes from various directions, all covered in injuries like Heart Seven and Spade Seven, appearing extremely dishevelled. At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with confusion.

Except for Tu Tian and Fu Di, almost all other participants who reached the third stage had gathered here.

"That young translator from the Pu family, the legendary nearly unsolvable Pitch-Pot champion, and two fifth-tier commoners... As expected, those who make it this far are not ordinary people." The Beggar's gaze swept over a few people, and he spoke in a low voice.

While they observed others, others were also observing them. Pu Xiachen frowned, about to ask something, when a notice board descended from above:

"Stage Three:Due to your slow progress, the privilege has already been claimed, but you still have one last chance. The exit of the Dark Palace will only officially open in five minutes. Before then, you may freely contend for it.Note: After five minutes, if the person holding the privilege leaves the Dark Palace, the privilege will automatically bind and cannot be seized."

Seeing the content above, everyone's hearts trembled!

"The privilege has already been taken?!" Pu Xiachen exclaimed in surprise, "Haven't all the notice boards along the way said that our path had the fastest progress...? How can this be?"

"What? It said that for you too? It said the same thing on our path... If it weren't for that, the fighting wouldn't have been so fierce."

"Damn it, this rule can deceive us?!"

"But who actually claimed the privilege first? Is there such an expert among us?"

"Wait... We don't even know who has the privilege now, so how can we contend for it?"

Just as everyone was confused, the ceiling above suddenly opened, and a figure screamed as they fell from above, then landed with a thud right in the center of the crowd.

Thud—!

Clouds of dust billowed up as Jian Changsheng landed hard on the ground, cracking it slightly.

The next moment, a stone sphere dropped from the passage he had come from, accurately falling towards his head, and Jian Changsheng instinctively raised his hand to catch it.

Jian Changsheng looked at the stone sphere that had inexplicably appeared in his hand, a look of bewilderment on his face:

"What the hell... Where did this thing come from?"

Seeing the "privilege" in Jian Changsheng's hand, everyone else's breathing suddenly grew heavy!

"It's the privilege!"

"He actually claimed the privilege first? Who is he?!"

"Not much time left, attack!!"

With the privilege right before them, everyone held nothing back. They simultaneously unleashed their respective domains, which wildly overlapped, transforming the deepest part of the Dark Palace into a true human Shura field!

Feeling the murderous intent and pressure coming from all directions, Jian Changsheng's face turned ashen with fright. He looked at the stone sphere in his hand, seemed to realize something, and immediately cursed Chen Ling a thousand times in his heart!

"Screw this!! Whoever wants it can have it!!"

Jian Changsheng saw the Beggar, Heart Seven, sneakily standing at the very back of the crowd. He flung the stone sphere backward, and it arced through the layered domains, smashing towards Heart Seven's face!

The Beggar froze, instinctively raising his hand to catch the sphere.

"Oh, for..."

By then, it was too late for the Beggar to throw the stone sphere away. Before he could even utter his last word, his figure was engulfed by overwhelming attacks!

In such a confined space, crowded with several fifth-tier powerhouses and prodigies who had fought their way through numerous dangers, that stone sphere had now become the target of all. Whoever possessed it would become the focus of everyone's siege... It was no longer a privilege but a death warrant!

The Beggar's figure was almost instantly torn apart. The blood-stained stone sphere rolled along the ground, and he lay in a pool of blood, eyes wide open, an expression of wanting to cry but having no tears.

What the hell, he had clearly been hiding so far back, yet he was still ruined by this kid who appeared out of nowhere... And Spade Seven, seeing his tragic state, did not choose to save him. Instead, after silently giving him a sympathetic look, she turned and joined the fight for the stone sphere!

Pu Xiachen stood at the edge of the crowd, her eyes fixed on the constantly changing hands of the stone sphere. A golden glint appeared in her eyes!

Her lips parted slightly, and human words subtly transformed in her mouth into a low, mysterious language. A hurricane materialized and spun through the Dark Palace!

The next moment, the hurricane seemed to gain its own thoughts and consciousness. It instantly enveloped the stone sphere in mid-air, forcefully pushing away the two individuals rushing towards it!

The stone sphere seemed to be seized by a hand of wind, instantly traversing tens of meters before automatically landing in Pu Xiachen's hand.

"Hmph, you're still a bit green when it comes to snatching things." A figure in a black long-sleeved jacket snorted coldly. Their palm directly grabbed two nearby participants, and a mysterious force lifted them, flinging them out like arrows!

No matter how Pu Xiachen moved and evaded within the space, the two flung participants acted as if they had trackers on them, flying tightly behind her, and getting faster and faster!

"Disgusting ability." Pu Xiachen knew she couldn't escape once targeted, so she simply stopped, instantly killed one of the flung participants with full force, and then fought the other!

Boom—!!

Amidst the melee, the number of participants rapidly dwindled. Spade Seven also briefly held the stone sphere but was then severely wounded by successive encirclements, her face utterly pale.

In less than four minutes, only four of the original dozen participants remained alive!

Just then,

Another passage connected to this area, and a heavy door was forcibly pushed open!

Murderous intent and blood surged from behind the door, instantly drawing everyone else's attention. Tu Tian, covered in blood and wielding a burning banner, emerged like a demon from hell, appearing as if he had gone berserk from killing!

Behind him, Fu Di's shattered corpse lay on the ground, eyes wide open, staring in Tu Tian's direction, filled with resentment and disbelief.

"Give... me... the privilege!!"

Tu Tian's low roar was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

He charged into the melee battlefield without hesitation, carrying the burning banner. With one punch, he smashed a civilian master into three pieces, who slammed against a wall like a pile of mud.

"This guy... why does he feel different from before?" The Pitch-Pot champion was startled by Tu Tian's aura, a shock in his heart.

Pu Xiachen, holding the stone sphere, naturally became Tu Tian's target. She gritted her teeth and snapped angrily:

"Tu Tian! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

Boom—!!

The domains of all three were pushed to their limits. In the distance, the large door leading out of the Dark Palace slowly opened with a roar... Everyone knew that the moment to decide the final ownership of the privilege had arrived.

Meanwhile.

Jian Changsheng, long forgotten by everyone, passed through layers of mechanical devices amid another bout of dizziness, finally falling with a plop beside Chen Ling.