Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

Outside Starshine City, gray clouds loomed overhead.

Li Yao was still standing there, motionless, like a stone statue nailed to the city wall.

Li Xing, suspended in mid-air, did not turn back; his target was directly to the north.

That was the edge of the gray clouds, a boundary that had never receded in over three hundred years.

The wind whistled past my ears.

It gets colder the further north you go.

The bone-chilling cold seeped in through the seams of the robe, clinging to the skin like countless tiny ice needles piercing the pores.

Li Xing didn't use any power to dispel it; he simply felt the coldness.

The most terrifying time in the Corruption Lands is when you can't even feel the cold.

Two hours later, the gray-black line on the horizon grew thicker and closer.

It is no longer a line, but a wall.

A wall of gray clouds that stretches from the ground to unseen heights, obscuring the sky and blocking out the sun.

The leaden-gray clouds were churning, as if something was struggling, tearing, and devouring inside.

Huge bulges constantly rose on the surface of the cloud wall, only to collapse again.

The bulging areas were a darker color, while the collapsed areas emitted an eerie purple light.

Li Xing slowed down and flew closer.

When we were still a kilometer away from the cloud wall, a smell wafted into our nostrils.

The stench of decay assaulted my nostrils, like the disgusting smell of meat that had been left out for too long and then exposed to the sun.

Li Xing's stomach instinctively contracted, but his face remained expressionless.

His body crashed straight into the giant wall of gray clouds.

The world before my eyes changed in an instant.

The sky... has disappeared.

There were only churning gray clouds overhead, so thick that not a ray of light could be seen.

The clouds were pressed extremely low, their lowest points almost touching the ground, like the belly of a crouching giant beast.

Occasionally, a flash of purple lightning would appear amidst the churning clouds, silent but fleeting.

Li Xing looked down at the ground, where countless huge cracks had been torn open.

The cracks were as wide as several dozen feet, and as narrow as a person could fit inside.

The rocks at the edges were not the normal gray-black, but rather had a sickly purple hue.

It contained a thick, dark purple liquid that slowly writhed like a living thing.

Li Xing stared at one of the cracks and observed it carefully for a while.

A bubble rose on the surface of the liquid, burst, and sprayed out a small plume of purple mist.

The mist drifted into the air, and when the wind blew it, it dispersed into a thinner haze.

He took a deep breath, and the cloying, putrid stench became even stronger.

It's like a layer of corpse oil has been applied to the back of the tongue.

Li Xing continued flying forward, maximizing his Star Radiance Perception.

Everything within a fifty-mile radius was clearly imprinted in my mind.

The direction of those cracks, the flow of that purple liquid, and the tiny decaying organisms hidden in the crevices of the rocks.

These creatures all shrank back the moment Li Xing passed by.

They could sense the aura emanating from this person, an aura that instilled instinctive fear in them.

After flying for another two hours, Li Xing roughly estimated the distance.

"It's at least 30,000 miles from here to Starshine Holy City."

This shows how vast and expansive the continent of Aran is.

Three enormous silhouettes appeared in the gray fog ahead.

Li Xing's starlight perception swept over.

"A three-headed corrupt lord?"

Each lord's body was fifty feet tall.

The humanoid creature on the left has twisted limbs, its joints growing in the opposite direction, and no facial features, only a horizontally split mouth with teeth arranged in three circles.

The one in the middle looks like a bear, but it has more than a dozen whiskers on its back, each with a cloudy eyeball at the end.

On the right was a constantly writhing mountain of flesh, with new growths constantly forming and bursting open, splattering out purplish-black pus.

The moment the starlight swept across, they also sensed Li Xing.

The three lords turned to him at the same time.

Without a roar or any threat, it pounced directly at Li Xing!

The one on the far left charged the fastest, its fifty-foot-long body causing the earth to tremble with every step, its horizontal mouth wide open, and a purple light shining from deep within its throat.

"After being contaminated, they even lost their brains; they're truly courting death."

When the three-headed corrupt lord charged two hundred feet ahead.

Li Xing extended his right hand, his five fingers slightly bent.

The gravitational orbit suddenly expanded from him, instantly covering an area of ​​three hundred feet in radius.

The three lords' charging bodies suddenly froze.

The spatial structure is being forcibly rewritten, and the ground beneath our feet is beginning to crack.

The humanoid lord struggled desperately, flailing its limbs wildly, but no matter how hard it tried, it could not move forward an inch.

It was horrified to discover that it was trapped inside an invisible sphere.

As you rush forward, space bends, pulling you back to the starting point.

If you move backward, space will bend; let's pull it back to the starting point.

It roared angrily, spewing purple light from its mouth in an attempt to attack Li Xing.

But as soon as the beam left its socket, it began to bend, circled around Li Xing, and finally shot in the opposite direction, almost injuring itself.

The bear-shaped lord's dozen or so tentacles thrashed wildly, and all its eyes turned toward Li Xing, shooting out chaotic light from its pupils.

However, those rays of light were also distorted in the gravitational field, and could not reach Li Xing at all.

The Mountain Lord is the most miserable.

It has no fixed shape; the tumor keeps bulging and bursting open, and is compressed into tiny droplets by the gravitational field, which then suspend in mid-air.

Then, under the purifying starlight, it evaporated instantly.

Li Xing watched them struggle, his eyes remaining completely unmoved.

Then the purified star trails shone brightly.

A silvery light emanated from him, as soft as moonlight and as pure as the first snow.

The light shone on the three-headed lord

laugh! ! !

A piercing corrosive sound exploded!

The horizontal jawline on the humanoid lord's face began to melt away.

Those sharp teeth arranged in three concentric rings softened and dripped like wax.

It stretched out its front paws to cover its face, but as soon as the paws touched its face, they melted away.

The whiskers on the bear-like lord's back withered one by one.

Those cloudy eyeballs burst open in their sockets, splashing out black liquid that evaporated before it even hit the ground.

It opened its mouth as if to roar, but only a hoarse sound came from its throat.

The fleshy tumors on the Mountain of Flesh were festering in large patches.

The pieces of meat that were just wriggling were peeling off layer by layer, as if they had been doused with concentrated sulfuric acid and emitting white smoke.

As one layer peels away, another layer appears underneath, but the newly exposed layer also begins to rot.

"Aww..."

Their bodies twisted and trembled incessantly, the immense pain making them struggle even more violently.

"A futile struggle."

The gravitational field pinned them in place, and the purifying starlight melted their bodies inch by inch.

It turns directly into black ash, which is then gathered and compressed by the gravitational field.

Only three breaths had passed.

The three heads are equivalent to the corrupted lord in the late stage of manifestation, turning into three black beads the size of a fingernail.

The bead floated in mid-air, its surface shimmering with a dark purple light.

But it only flashed a few times before going out completely.

Li Xing raised his hand, and three beads floated in front of him.

He glanced at it, and the bead shattered into pieces instantly.

He continued flying north.

Behind them, powder drifted into the gray sky, leaving nothing behind.

It flew for another ten minutes or so.

Four enormous silhouettes appeared in the fog ahead—four more corrupt lords.

They come in all shapes and sizes; some resemble giant reptiles, some are twisted human figures, and some are completely unrecognizable.

Li Xing did not stop; his gravitational orbit continued to expand.

The four lords were frozen three hundred feet away, and the Purifying Star Trail lit up.

The four mournful roars rang out almost simultaneously, and then disappeared at the same time.

Four clumps of ashes, four beads shattered silently.

Li Xing's eyes remained calm as he continued forward.

"I never imagined... that so many lords would be hiding here."

His eyes burned with murderous intent, and he decided to purify all the corrupt lords within.

It then changed direction and began to fly in circles.

Fifteen minutes later, three heads appeared again; thirty minutes later, two heads appeared...

He moved back and forth like a comb, his Starshine Perception fully activated.

They discovered that the last two were right in front of them; these were two lords resting together.

They huddled together at the foot of a small hill like wild animals.

As Li Xing approached, one of them awoke with a start. Just as it raised its head, the purifying starlight shone upon it.

Its roar startled the other one.

The lord opened his eyes and saw his companion's body melting away; terror flashed in his pupils.

It tried to escape, but the gravitational field had already pinned it to the ground.

It could only watch helplessly as its body turned to ashes, inch by inch.

Li Xing flew over them without looking down.

Ashes scattered.

From the moment Li Xingfei entered the gray cloud until now, he has been flying for a full four hours.

They encountered six waves of proactive interception, totaling twenty-four corrupt lords.

No one could get within fifty feet of him, and no one could make him stop for more than ten breaths.

Not a single drop of blood was on his clothes.

"Warm-up complete... Time to get down to business."

Ahead, the gray fog grew thicker and thicker.

Through the mist, the outline of a giant mountain could already be vaguely seen.

Even from hundreds of miles away, you can feel its oppressive, sky-covering presence.

The mountain was not the normal color of rocks, but a dark purple with black undertones, like a huge, rotting mountain of flesh.

Li Xing's starlight perception swept across the area, revealing that the mountain surface was covered with huge holes.

"Why does it look a bit like a honeycomb?"

On the mountain ahead, tiny tentacles were slowly wriggling inside each hole.

At the foot of the mountain, dark purple liquid converges into a river, meandering into the distance.

There is a huge crack on the mountainside, and the sides of the crack are covered with countless skeletons.

Human remains.

They were embedded alive into the mountainside, their hands, feet, and head protruding from the edge of the cracks.

The mountaintop was leveled, and a palace was built on top of it, a palace made of flesh and blood.

Li Xing landed at the foot of the mountain, looking at the countless corpses with a dark gaze.

The moment my foot touched the ground, I felt a slight vibration coming from the sole of my foot.

It wasn't the ground shaking; it was the mountain "breathing."

Like a living thing, it was breathing slowly and heavily.

He looked up at the crack, where two points of purple light shone from the depths.

The house is the size of two purple moons.

"These are... eyes?"

Li Xing withdrew his gaze and walked towards the mountaintop.

The path beneath our feet was made of dark purple stone slabs, covered with twisted patterns.

Those lines were slowly wriggling, like living blood vessels.

When Li Xing stepped on the boots, the patterns on them suddenly contracted, as if they had been burned.

He lifted his foot and lightly stomped it, causing countless blood vessels to twist violently and begin to contract rapidly, fleeing from Li Xing's side.

Soon, we reached the summit.

The palace gates were open.

The door is made of bones, each bone coming from a different creature.

There are human leg bones, giant beast ribs, and twisted skeletons whose original forms are completely unrecognizable.

A dark purple light shone through the crack in the door.

"Hmph! All flash and no substance."

Li Xing's eyes were calm as he stepped into the doorway.

Inside the door was a huge passageway, with countless pillars of flesh and blood standing on both sides.

Each pillar contains a person... a living person.

Their bodies were embedded in the pillars, with only their heads and hands showing. Their mouths were open but they couldn't make a sound; only their eyes could move.

Countless eyes lit up the moment they saw Li Xing, shining with hope.

"Ugh..."

Li Xing sighed inwardly and walked through the center of the passage.

He didn't look to either side; these people... were beyond saving.

At the end of the passage was a second door, which was already open.

The main hall behind the gate is extremely spacious, like a plaza.

The dome was too high to be seen, hidden in the darkness.

Dark purple, viscous liquid flowed along the walls, from which bulging, face-shaped growths would occasionally rise and burst, splashing out new liquid.

The air was filled with a putrid stench ten times stronger than outside.

In the center of the main hall, there is a throne made of bones.

On the throne sat a figure two hundred feet tall.

Just sitting there, my head was already so high that I couldn't see anything in the darkness.

Its entire body was covered in dark purple scales, each scale the size of a millstone, with edges as sharp as knives.

It dragged behind it with thirteen thick tentacles, each a hundred feet long, hanging limply on the ground like thirteen piles of rotten flesh.

At the tip of its whiskers are thirteen enormous eyes.

Each one was the size of a house, its cloudy pupils slowly turning as it looked at the tiny figure at the doorway.

At this moment, the figure on the throne seemed to lower his head.

In the darkness, two purple lights appeared.

At the same time, all thirteen tentacles rose up, their eyes at the ends all turning towards Li Xing.

"Oh? A little bug got in."

A deep rumble came from the depths of darkness, shaking the entire palace.

The surrounding pillars of flesh and blood hummed, and the faces inside showed expressions of pain.

"However, a mere early-stage True Form cultivator... dares to come and die?"

Li Xing raised her head and met the purple vertical pupils in the darkness.

The killing intent in his heart began to boil, but his eyes remained calm.

"You're the mastermind of corruption, the scourge of this world?"

To face a powerful and corrupt monarch is like looking at a stone or a stagnant pool of water.

A pile of garbage that is about to be cleaned up.

"Haha... a cancer? No... this is a gift from the abyss."

The corrupt king laughed wildly and slowly stood up.

A fierce wind swept through the main hall, the earth began to tremble, and the faces embedded in the pillars were shattered one by one.

Li Xing's lips curled slightly, and his figure slowly rose.

Abyss?

The original body has dealt with it countless times, and the thing it fears least is the abyss.

"This world... is corrupt."

"It needs to be purified."

As soon as Li Xing finished speaking, three star trails instantly unfolded behind him.

The silver light illuminated the entire main hall.

The dark purple liquid flowing on the wall hissed and emitted black smoke the moment it touched the light.

The faces within those pillars of flesh and blood showed expressions of relief.

The corrupt king narrowed his eyes slightly.

The thirteen tentacles tensed up simultaneously, and the pupils at the ends of the eyes contracted to the size of pinpoints.

"Very good, I'm looking forward to... what your blood tastes like."

"bring it on!"