Elven cultivators

A silent stillness enveloped the entire basin.

Everyone stared blankly at the slowly dissipating colossal hand, at the legendary golem slammed into the ground, their throats feeling as if something was blocking them, unable to utter a single word.

Even elves are no exception.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time Anton had truly fought seriously in front of his clansmen since advancing to the Golden Core stage.

Killing the Dragonborn Archon and sweeping away the Radiant Flame Legion were just minor skirmishes.

No one else witnessed the killing of the Shining Dragon Isaac except for Isaac himself.

Therefore, although the elves knew that their clan leader was very powerful, they never had a clear concept of just how powerful he was.

It wasn't until they witnessed firsthand how a legendary-level golem was defeated in less than ten minutes that they realized just how terrifying the clan leader's strength truly was.

"The teacher is really amazing."

Mia murmured softly, her eyes filled with adoration.

The disciples of Taichu City around them nodded in deep agreement, their eyes filled with respect and longing as they looked at Anton.

Every time they saw Anton take action, their confidence in the path of cultivation grew stronger.

They also longed to one day become as powerful as their teacher.

Roman didn't speak, but just stared at the tall, slender figure, his eyes also filled with admiration.

If even elves are like this, then the creatures of the underworld are even more so.

The Rock Beast Demon leader and Gus were both horrified, their pupils almost overflowing with fear.

They thought the golem was terrifying enough, but they never expected that the elven chieftain was even more terrifying than the golem.

That terrifying golem couldn't even fight back in front of him; it could only passively take the beating from beginning to end.

The Nine Nether City actually harbors such a terrifyingly powerful expert!

For a moment, Gustav and the leader of the Rock Beast Demons felt a chill run down their spines, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over their heads, and the chill spread from their spines to their limbs and bones.

Anton ignored the reactions of the people around him and stared straight at the golem on the ground.

Beneath the blood-red light, one could clearly see the blazing white light at the core of the golem's chest cavity suddenly brighten.

The light spread in all directions along the cracks on the body's surface, and wherever it passed, the shattered metal seemed to be drawn together and healed by an invisible force.

One crack after another disappeared, and the dented carapace gradually returned to its smooth state.

In just a few breaths, the golem's body was restored to its original state, without even a scratch.

Anton raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Self-repair?"

He quickly figured out the key to it.

The interior of this golem likely contains some kind of core capable of rapidly repairing damage.

With sufficient energy supply, a damaged body can be restored to its original condition in a very short time.

There are only two ways to deal with this golem that has the ability to repair itself.

Either launch a swift attack that far exceeds its repair speed and completely destroy it, leaving it in pieces before it can repair itself.

Either deplete its energy reserves, rendering it unable to maintain self-repair.

Neither of them posed any difficulty for Anton.

But it would be a shame to destroy a legendary golem that he didn't even recognize.

He also wanted to take it back in its entirety to study it, hoping to gain some inspiration to further improve the crafting techniques of Dao soldiers.

In a flash, Anton made a decision.

Whoosh!

A dark, mysterious curtain of water silently spread out around him, rolled forward, and instantly swallowed the golem that had just broken free from the ground.

The True Water of the Northern Darkness is unlike any ordinary water flow.

It was as dark and deep as an abyss, as still as ink. When the golem fell into it, it was as if it had fallen into an ice cave that had stood for millennia, and even its struggles became sluggish.

The giant sword cleaved, the force field exploded, and all attacks fell into the water curtain as if they had sunk into the sea, without causing the slightest ripple. They only created a few circles of ripples on the dark water surface before disappearing without a trace.

Anton activated his magic, and the water curtain suddenly contracted, its dark color changing from light ink to deep black, like a giant hand slowly closing, gripping the demon statue tightly in its palm.

The blazing white core within the golem's chest pulsed wildly, each beat more rapid than the last, yet the light grew dimmer with each pulse.

The energy was like water bursting its banks, being frantically stripped away and devoured by the Northern Darkness True Water.

As time passed, the golem's struggles weakened and its movements became increasingly sluggish.

When the last bit of energy was drained, the golem finally fell into complete silence, like a stone sculpture that had lost its soul, silently floating in the dark swamp.

Anton raised his hand and flicked his sleeve.

A hazy yellow aura instantly surged out from the sleeve, enveloping the entire golem. With a twitch and a contraction, the golem's massive body vanished in an instant.

Ryan, who was not far away, exclaimed, "Great Luo Heavenly Sleeve!"

Flora, Mia, Lucius, and other disciples of the Primordial City watched this scene with burning eyes, filled with longing.

That's incredible power!

Moreover, it's a rare space-type!

"Once I condense my Golden Core, I will also cultivate the Great Luo Heavenly Sleeve," Mia muttered to herself. "This divine ability can store things and also be used in battle; it's so practical."

Flora smiled and said, "After you reach the peak of Foundation Establishment, you'll need to cultivate the Lesser Sleeves first."

The Small Sleeve is a near-divine method created by simplifying the Great Luo Heavenly Sleeve.

The effects are similar, but the power is far less than that of the Great Luo Heavenly Sleeve, making it a beginner's version of "Sleeve Universe".

The other elves couldn't see the mystery behind Anton's move; they were simply genuinely amazed.

A legendary-level golem was first suppressed without any power to fight back in front of Anton, and now it has been easily suppressed and captured.

Although both are legendary in rank, their strengths are on completely different levels.

This scene was truly beyond their comprehension.

Anton put away the golem, his robes returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

He turned to look at the huddled figures at the edge of the basin, his gaze lingering for a moment on the leader of the rock beast demons and Gustav.

That single glance sent the two leaders of the underground races plummeting into an icy abyss.

They stood frozen in place, their pupils filled with horror and fear.

Even legendary golems were no match for Anton, easily captured. What are they then?

The two leaders opened their mouths to speak, words of pleading for mercy already on their lips.

However, Anton did not give them any chance.

He raised his hand and pointed, a wisp of fire appearing at his fingertip, with layers of six-colored light surging and rolling.

It is black on the outside, gold on the inside, cyan on the middle, and purple on the inside, with a dazzling white spot at the core.

The six divine patterns flowed in the fire, with yin and yang interacting and the five elements reversing.

Six Ding Divine Fire!

With a flick of his finger, Anton unleashed a burst of flames that split in two mid-air, drifting towards the Rock Beast Demon Leader and Gusdu, a spectacle both beautiful and deadly.

The two leaders were terrified and tried to distance themselves to avoid the danger.

However, the six-colored flames were much faster than them, and in the blink of an eye they were upon them, suddenly expanding and transforming into a towering wave of flames that completely engulfed them.

The Six Ding Divine Fire has an extremely strong restraining effect on evil spirits and ghosts.

The Eye Demon and the Rock Beast Demon, two creatures naturally imbued with filth, are precisely the kind of creatures that the Six Ding Divine Fire can counter.

Before they could even scream, the two leaders' massive bodies turned to ashes and vanished without a sound, like snow under the scorching sun.

Not even a trace was left.

A deathly silence pervaded the basin.

The surviving subterranean creatures stared blankly at the spot where the Rock Beast Demon leader and Gus had disappeared, their pupils filled with terror.

Just one glance.

The leaders of the two underground races, both Gold-rank powerhouses, were annihilated just like that!

There was no room for resistance.

"Keep an eye on them."

Anton glanced at the cowering creatures in the ground, but did not attack them further. He simply gave Roman a word of advice before disappearing into the cave.

The interior space of the cave is more open than that of the basin, with a dome that hangs high, at least two hundred meters above the ground.

In the very center of the cave, a huge cluster of blood-red crystals suddenly came into view, like a blooming scarlet flower.

Its "petals" are layered, each petal as thick as an adult's arm, with sharp edges like knives, and a strange red light flowing across its surface.

The roots of the crystal clusters burrowed deep into the ground, and the gnarled roots, like pythons, rose from the earth and spread in all directions, transforming into sections of blood-red crystal clusters that covered the entire ground and rock walls.

Even the stalactites hanging down from the dome are covered with dark red crystals, which look like solidified blood pillars under the blood-red light.

Looking around, the entire cave resembles a world soaked in blood, exuding an eerie and deadly beauty.

Anton stepped forward and folded off a Blood Soul Crystal.

He had already learned about the specific effects of the Blood Soul Crystal from the reports he received from Nine Nether City.

Now that I have the actual object in my hands, I scan it with my divine sense and I can see that the Blood Soul Crystal contains extremely rich life energy.

The energy properties of this crystal are intense and violent, and it takes a considerable amount of time for ordinary spellcasters or warriors to absorb it.

However, it is a rare tonic for cultivators who focus on cultivating strength.

Anton then had a thought, and his divine sense instantly spread out, enveloping the entire cave and penetrating deep underground.

Under the perception of divine sense, the energy flow in the cave instantly became clearly visible, like a scroll being unveiled, with every detail revealed in exquisite detail.

The strange patterns buried deep in the ground and under the rock walls have also been revealed.

They were complex and ancient arrays of runes, with bold lines that contained a certain pattern.

A dense stream of life energy converged from outside the cave, like rivers flowing into the sea, flowing along the patterns on the ground to the root of the Blood Soul Crystal Cluster, where it was greedily devoured and absorbed.

The source of that life energy was none other than the numerous creatures shrouded in blood-red light within the basin.

"I see."

Anton immediately understood.

The essence of these blood-red lights is a massive life-extraction array.

It forcibly strips away the life force of all living beings within its range and gathers it at the root of the Blood Soul Crystal Cluster as nutrients for the cluster's growth.

That legendary golem was likely able to absorb enough energy thanks to this magic circle.

With this in mind, Anton's divine sense spread further in all directions, and he began to carefully analyze every part of the structure of the magic array.

To his surprise, the style of this magic array was completely different from any mainstream magic array system he knew of on the Dawn Continent.

The structure of the runes, the flow of energy, the arrangement of the magic array... everything exudes an ancient and unfamiliar aura.

"Could it be a relic from ancient times?"

This was the only explanation Anton could think of.

Up until his transmigration, many secrets about the ancient era on the Dawn Continent had yet to be uncovered.

Occasionally, artifacts from those lost civilizations buried in the long river of history are unearthed that astonish modern alchemists and enchanters.

This also explains why he didn't recognize the Blood Soul Crystal and the legendary golem.

Anton pondered for a moment, but did not delve into it further, and continued to analyze the magic array.

After much effort, he finally found the core of the magic array—right under the huge cluster of blood-red crystals in the very center of the cave.

Without delay, Anton immediately injected his divine sense into the core of the magic array.

About three or four breaths later, the cave suddenly trembled, and the originally dense blood light dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually dissipating completely.

A suppressed cheer came from outside.

Ignoring the commotion outside, Anton continued to extend his divine sense deeper underground, hoping to find something else.

However, his divine sense was blocked by an invisible barrier three or four hundred meters underground, and could not extend further downwards.

The barrier was not a physical entity, but rather a force field formed by some kind of magic array. It was dense in texture and stable in energy, like an invisible wall.

Anton raised an eyebrow slightly.

With his current Golden Core stage spiritual power, there aren't many arrays that can block his detection.

Even the defensive magic array system that Kreisor Dragon City has been operating for thousands of years cannot do this.

Only the unique environment of Ure Valley, created by the immense power of heaven and earth, could suppress his divine sense.

Anton's eyes flickered, and he extended his divine sense to both sides of the barrier, reaching four or five hundred meters away, before the invisible barrier finally disappeared.

The divine sense continued to extend downwards.

Four or five minutes later, Anton roughly determined the shape of the object blocking his divine sense.

It was an enormous object, shaped like a pyramid, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.