Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

In an instant, the hunting party, which had been aggressively closing in, was brought to a standstill.

As if struck by an invisible giant hammer, they retreated in panic.

Even the usually dignified and domineering Thorne completely abandoned any playful thoughts and did not approach rashly.

In the distance, the hunting party, which was still observing, was instantly alarmed by this undisguised and terrifying power. A powerful aura soared into the sky, and they stood ready for battle.

All eyes were focused on the young figure slowly emerging from the valley where wind, snow, and darkness intertwined.

Thorne felt the overwhelming pressure and his heart trembled.

"These are the pure-blooded humans who barely survive in the cracks of the forbidden zone? It's unbelievable that a ruler-level being could actually be born from them."

Despite prior speculation, witnessing this fact firsthand was truly remarkable.

Thorne's heart was still churning with turmoil.

Without the protection of a giant city, without a complete lineage, and constantly having to resist the erosion and corruption of the forbidden zone's order, how could pure-blooded humans possibly reach this point in such a hellish environment?
The resilience of this race is simply beyond imagination!
Moreover, this oppressive aura was heavy and solid, carrying a sense of tragic ferocity and determination, as if it had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Truly worthy of being a monster who can struggle and rise from such a desperate situation," Thorne murmured in admiration. His tone was not fearful, but rather filled with the excitement of discovering prey. "Indeed, how could you be weak when you struggle to survive in despair to protect that faint spark behind you!"

The opponent is very strong, possibly even stronger than himself!

But he wasn't too worried. The message on the parchment clearly indicated that other hunting parties were quickly closing in.

The three overlords, Blood Eye, Rugged Fang, and Howling Gale, have already joined forces and are rushing over at full speed, though they are still some distance away.

Meanwhile, the aura of the Black Zombie Overlord was already faintly emerging from another direction, forming a pincer movement with itself and completing the initial encirclement.

In addition, he has a total of five overlords!
This force was originally gathered to completely eliminate the threat posed by pure-blooded humans, and it possesses an overwhelming advantage in strength!

Thorne and the black zombie overlord in the distance exchanged a glance, both seeing the caution in each other's eyes. Facing a human overlord who had risen from the ashes and was determined to fight to the death, any rash action could come at a price. The primary task was to block all possible escape routes.

Thorne immediately contacted Bloodeye and the others via parchment:
"Gentlemen, the prey has appeared! Maintain formation, block all escape routes, and don't let him get away!"

Soon, a brief response came from Blood Eye's side: "Wander!"

A strange, indescribable feeling flashed through Thorne's mind, but facing the ever-increasing aura of the human overlord ahead, he immediately suppressed this distracting thought and focused all his attention.

At the valley's exit, Yan Hong's gaze slowly swept over the hunting team waiting at the foot of the mountain, as well as Thorne and the Black Zombie Overlord, which hung high in the night sky like two black moons.

When fear and despair accumulate to the extreme, they turn into a cold numbness.

He almost laughed. What nonsense about being the overlord of the penalty area, what bullshit about the glory and nobility of the penalty area?

These self-proclaimed noble overlords of the forbidden zone, who regard humanity as worthless, these so-called glorious nobles, aren't they being completely outmaneuvered by the ants they despise, and facing a formidable enemy?
But he suppressed the urge to laugh out loud, using all his strength to control his pounding heartbeat and maintain the cold and powerful facade on his face.

Among the nearly three thousand pure-blooded humans struggling to survive in the lost lands, Yan Hong has always been regarded as one of the most powerful successors to the leader Chu He and the hope for the future of the tribe.

Because he always appears so calm and outstanding in front of others, it seems that no matter how dire the situation, he can always find a glimmer of hope and turn the tide.

But only Yanhong himself knew that it was all a carefully crafted illusion.

He was merely playing a role, clumsily imitating those real heroes who had long since passed away.

That ever-rational and approachable captain believed that dawn would eventually break, even in the most desperate situations.

That seemingly cold but actually gentle killer only shed his hard mask at the last moment, revealing his last remaining tenderness.

But they were all dead. They sacrificed themselves to cover their comrades and to protect that faint spark of future hope.

But he himself, this despicable imitator, survived. And he was forced to continue imitating their way of thinking, imitating their demeanor, and over time, he actually lived up to everyone's expectations.

In fact, his psychic talent was not outstanding. But human psychics are so rare that even with the allocation of supernatural resources, he only barely reached the fifth level of perception.

Yes, he only has five senses.

Fortunately, the human race possesses the ancient divination stone tablet, granting them access to almost every type of potion variant. Furthermore, the opportunity their leader, Chuhe, obtained through a difficult trade within the Ark allowed him to acquire an extremely unique and powerful ability variant.

A variant of the Netherworld Path: Possessed by a Corpse Soul, empowered by a Corpse Soul!

The possession of a corpse requires a corpse containing mysterious substances to activate, thus unleashing an effect similar to a low-quality version of mythical mimicry.

The requirements for the Soul of Corpse enhancement are not high, only requiring a portion of the bones of a strong person. While it has limited effect on pure power amplification, it can almost achieve a level of realism in terms of aura simulation and pressure creation!
At this moment, the ability has already been activated.

The immense pressure was almost tangible, stirring up the wind and snow.

At least in the eyes of the enemy, and in the perception of Thorne and the Black Zombie Overlord,

He is a human overlord who fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

The reason Yan Hong was able to unleash such astonishing power was because of a finger bone he was tightly gripping in his hand.

That finger bone originated from the Chu River.

This leader of the human race, due to his special physique and the resources he controlled, could easily regenerate severed fingers. So, during a crucial mission, he personally broke off a section of his own finger bone and gave it to Yan Hong as a trump card for a critical moment.

Later, Chuhe brought back a piece of golden finger bone from inside the ark.

When Chu He handed the golden finger bone to Yan Hong, his expression was more solemn than ever before.

He warned that the owner of this golden finger bone was a champion.

Once its scent is revealed, it could very likely cause the enemy to be on the verge of a breakdown.

Do not use it unless absolutely necessary, as it is very likely to cause more trouble.

Yan Hong doesn't understand much about the meaning of winning a championship. Or rather, he doesn't understand the vastness and conflicts of the outside world.

But he kept one thing firmly in mind: using the golden finger bone was extremely risky. It might not only fail to extricate them from the predicament, but could also lead to deeper despair, pushing Isabel and all her compatriots into an abyss of no return.

'Let's go, Isabel... take everyone and get as far away as possible... before my disguise is exposed...'

Yan Hong roared silently in his heart, but on the surface he only exhaled a breath of stale air. The scorching breath collided with the icy air, condensing into a brief but conspicuous white mist in front of him.

This seemingly ordinary breath, in this tense, frozen moment, made Thorne and the Black Zombie Overlord, suspended high in the air, grow increasingly grave. In their understanding, this human overlord, riddled with weaknesses, was in an extremely dangerous state; any rash move could provoke a devastating counterattack!
Are they waiting for us to make the first move?

Is there some kind of retaliatory measure?

The two dominant players in the penalty area quickly thought and analyzed the situation.

This idea is correct. Chuhe's tactical style has always been to strike first after the enemy has made their move, and he is good at seizing the enemy's weakness the moment they make their move and launching a thunderous counterattack.

However, what they didn't know was that Yan Hong at this moment was still essentially just a five-sense psychic.

That overwhelming aura and domineering pressure came entirely from the perfect simulation of Chu He's finger bones by the enhancement of the corpse soul.

His strongest attack method is still the mimicry of celestial soldiers, among which the divine mimicry of celestial soldiers is his only reliance that might be able to harm the true overlord.

'Delay it a little longer, delay it a little longer!' Yan Hong roared inwardly, but outwardly continued to pretend.

Time passed in a suffocating silence, and none of the three overlords made the first move.

However, the stalemate was eventually broken. Perhaps his patience had run out, or perhaps some keen intuition had made Thorne sense something amiss; the intense divinity that had been slightly restrained around him suddenly surged forth once more!
"Pretend to be a ghost!"

With Thorne's cold shout, the climate of the entire snow mountain was forcibly distorted! The blizzard that filled the sky evaporated in an instant, and what remained was a torrential downpour of icy rain.

The next moment, Thorne raised his hand, and a violent bolt of lightning as thick as a giant tree tore through the rain curtain. Like a divine punishment spear, it smashed down on Yan Hong with the will to destroy everything!

The scent of death instantly gripped Yan Hong's heart!
In that instant, countless images flashed before his eyes: Isabel's gentle yet resilient smile as she touched her lower abdomen, the mixed look of expectation and endless sorrow in his teammates' final gazes upon him, and Chu He's heavy expectation and entrustment as he handed him the finger bone.

dying!
It was almost a bodily instinct, or rather, a pre-planned last resort that was triggered!

hum!
The mimicry of heavenly soldiers, hidden in the shadows of the surrounding rocks, were activated simultaneously!
Four celestial soldiers, imbued with faint divinity, fought like the most loyal martyrs, fearlessly confronting the destructive lightning bolt and sacrificing themselves to block it. At the same time, another divine celestial soldier suddenly grabbed Yan Hong and, with all his might, flung him towards the mountainside behind him!

"Damn it! It's just a bluff!" The Black Zombie Overlord, who had been observing Yan Hong, suddenly flew into a rage: "He's only at the fifth level of awakening!"

"Damn it!" Thorne naturally realized Yan Hong's true strength. His aura was clearly terrifying, but he turned out to be a paper tiger.

And he, the undisputed overlord of the forbidden zone, a noble scion, was actually toyed with like this by a mere human?
Die! Die!
Two hunting teams sprang into action, charging towards the valley. They collided violently with the previous mimicking celestial soldiers.

Divine soldiers do indeed possess the ability to harm overlords, but only in theory.

The two overlords closed in instantly, and the four mimicry heavenly soldiers were powerless to stop them. They were designed to form an army formation, not to fight alone.

Soon, the three divine mimicry heavenly soldiers and a large number of low-level mimicry heavenly soldiers were violently destroyed, turning into shattered golden peas.

At this moment, an even more terrifying aura surged into the sky from within the valley.

In that instant, Thorne and the black zombie, who were about to rush in again to twist Yan Hong's head off, changed their expressions drastically.

Because, at this moment, the second aura of dominance roared. A murderous aura like mountains of corpses and rivers of blood also bloomed, and the thick smell of blood directly rushed into the nostrils, making the two dominators' bodies stiffen, and the other hunters were also horrified.

Despite being in a lost territory and never having met a champion before, their terrifying presence still instilled fear in them.

Yan Hong struggled to his feet from the rocks. Even with the help of the divine mimicry of heavenly soldiers, the aftershocks alone had broken three of his bones.

But at this moment, his aura was terrifying, as if he was about to erupt instantly and kill all human enemies!
That's the aura of a human champion!
The moment this aura appeared, they seemed to truly hear the sound of the champion's cape fluttering, even though they had never met the champion.

"It's all fake, fake!" the black zombie roared. "Even if you bring out the aura of a supreme being, the aura of a king, it's still fake!"

"Kill him! No, cripple him! I'll make him witness the destruction of his comrades!"

Feeling mocked once again, Thorne roared, "Charge!"

He was furious that he was being suppressed by the aura of a fellow overlord, and his anger grew even stronger.

Enraged, the overlord and his pursuers, their faces contorted with rage, charged directly at Yan Hong.

'As expected, Boss Chuhe was right, they really did react. But they can hold out for as long as they can.' Yan Hong smiled bitterly to himself. Just looking directly at the overlord made him feel suffocated; the gap between them was like an insurmountable chasm. Even the aftershocks could kill him.

Even so, he managed to pull out the spear with difficulty.

It roared in the pouring rain!

"kill!"

But at that moment, Yan Hong clearly saw the shock and fear that suddenly erupted in their eyes.

What's going on? Are they really afraid of me? They know perfectly well that my intimidation is fake, that I'm just a paper tiger, and that any one of them could easily tear my head off, yet they don't dare to make a move?
However, the world seemed to fall into a kind of deathly silence. All the powerful figures in the forbidden zones who rushed forward stared stiffly at Yan Hong, or rather, at what was behind Yan Hong.

Yan Hong suddenly realized, instinctively turning around. At this point, it couldn't be some enemy plot. They didn't need a conspiracy to kill him.

Then he saw a tall figure, like a flag in the sudden rain. His black trench coat was soaked but moved without wind. He held a hammer in his left hand and a spear in his right.

Are these fellow human beings?

Why? Why are you here?

"Run! Why did you come here? Run!" Yan Hong shouted in despair. He thought it was a fellow traveler who had returned because he was unwilling to leave, or members of other human teams nearby coming to his rescue, but this was no different from moths flying into a flame!
However, the next moment.

A pale bolt of lightning tore through the gloomy sky, and in the brief flash of light, Yan Hong saw the man's face.

It was a handsome yet completely unfamiliar young face.

At the same time, a familiar aura emanated from the youth, and an even more intense bloodthirsty aura filled the entire battlefield!
Thorne stared intently at the figure. Another bluff?

No. This is it.
'Reinforcements! We absolutely need reinforcements!'

'Yes! Red Eyes and the others should be arriving soon, just five overlords.' Thorne's eyes trembled.

Because he saw the weapons in the figure's hands: a spear and a black hammer.
That was a red-eyed spear and a scaly warhammer!

This means they have already
Are you kidding me? Did you meet a real champion?
"Don't wait any longer, your reinforcements have already been wiped out by me," Li Yelai said quietly. "Setting up the Heaven-Deceiving Array took some time."

In the next instant, he swept into the battlefield like the wind!
"Now, it's your turn!" (End of Chapter)