In a perfect world, you start by relying on your own strength.

Both were at their limit, neither moving forward an inch further.

Shi Geng's head was throbbing with pain and his genetic energy was almost completely depleted. His limbs and body felt weak and numb. He relied solely on his iron will to hold the line throughout the battle.

He focused his mind, abandoned lengthy maneuvering, suppressed the excruciating pain in his head, and gathered and refined all his spiritual energy, pouring it into the blade without reservation.

The blade's faint light suddenly reignited, and 108 fragments scattered in mid-air, shooting out like meteors, each carrying a terrifying force of hundreds of thousands of kilograms.

Seeing this, the king-level Devouring Beast used its last remaining flames to close its two remaining arms, compressing the dim and thin azure energy into a lifeless, destructive sphere of light. Its determination to fight to the death and perish together with its prey was fully revealed.

The two ultimate killing moves slowly faced each other, the heavens and earth fell silent, the mountains and fields were still, and the final moment of the great battle was over.

The deathly light sphere crashed into the sky full of blades, and the world was suddenly illuminated by an extremely dazzling light that was a mixture of eerie blue and silver-white. The shockwave swept wildly around the point of impact, cracking rock layers, crushing dead trees, and leveling all the surrounding mountains with its violent force.

One hundred and eight blades, layered upon each other, locked the sphere of light in destruction. A series of immense forces, each weighing hundreds of thousands of kilograms, erupted, completely dissolving the source of destruction within it.

The sphere of light expanded and trembled violently, its eerie blue light flickering intermittently. The beast's essence continued to be overdrawn, its severed arm suddenly stiffened, its body decayed at an alarming rate, its fur cracked and fell off, and its life force rapidly ebbed away.

The mental energy surged back violently, causing Shi Geng's whole body to tremble. A metallic taste rose in his throat, and the red light on the surface of his armor dimmed layer by layer. His footsteps plowed several deep furrows in the ground, yet he remained as steady as a rock. With another thought, he suddenly drew his blade inward to gather power.

A deafening roar shook the surrounding area, the azure sphere of deathly light shattered inch by inch, and countless blades of light surged forth, their cold gleam piercing through the beast's flesh, tearing it apart layer by layer.

The king-level behemoth's body suddenly froze, its ferocious pupils rapidly losing focus, and its taut, severed arm drooped limply.

The massive body crashed to its knees, tumbling heavily into the dust. Its body rapidly withered and hardened, the remaining malevolent spirit's obsession vanishing without a trace of ferocity or threat.

As the smoke cleared and the dust settled, the devastation was gone, leaving no trace of the roars or howls of beasts.

The red light on Shi Geng's armor had almost faded, his internal energy was completely depleted, his meridians ached as if they were about to burst, and waves of excruciating pain from the mental backlash surged in his head. His legs were already too heavy to bear and were trembling slightly, but he kept his back straight and did not retreat even half a step.

He gripped the newly forged longsword, his cold gaze sweeping over the rapidly stiffening and shriveling corpse of a king-level beast beside him, his murderous aura slowly receding. This beast king, standing at the pinnacle of the Mana ecosystem, had finally fallen beneath his blade.

Shi Geng slowly exhaled a heavy breath and slowly closed his eyes.

The relentless battles and the backlash from his psychic powers had pushed his physical body, primal energy, and spirit to their limits, leaving him with no strength left to sustain himself.

The bloody battle ended, the king was beheaded, and the weight that had been hanging over his heart finally lifted as if a heavy stone had been thrown to the ground. The indomitable fighting spirit that had been holding him up so tightly and preventing him from falling suddenly relaxed, and a feeling of exhaustion instantly swept over his entire body.

Before he could catch his breath, strange ripples suddenly appeared on the ground, and a sinister crimson vortex silently appeared, swirling with eerie red light.

Upon seeing this, Shi Geng's expression changed drastically, alarm bells rang in his mind, and he hurriedly activated the Abyss Warrior Armor, attempting to withdraw from this dangerous place.

Unexpectedly, the crimson vortex suddenly erupted with tremendous force, and a tyrannical and domineering suction force enveloped him.

The gale swept him around, and before he could even react, his body was pulled uncontrollably into the crimson vortex and swallowed up in an instant.

Tens of thousands of Devouring Beasts perished, their bodies dissolving into endless Breath Soil. The vast life essence accumulated and merged layer by layer, finally giving birth to a cataclysmic change in the world—the appearance of the Blood Vortex.

The entire battlefield was saturated and enveloped by crimson light, transforming into a massive vortex with surging, blood-red currents that were breathtaking.

The battlefield where the fierce fighting had just taken place was completely swallowed by the vortex of blood, and the surrounding space was twisted and distorted, exuding an eerie aura of desolation and danger.

Bai Yuekui darted out, his face extremely solemn, staring intently at the crimson vortex, his eyes filled with apprehension.

After a moment, the crimson vortex slowly subsided, and the swirling current gradually slowed down.

"Very good!"

Seeing the crimson vortex recede and Shi Gen disappear without a trace, Charles's face immediately lit up with undisguised ecstasy, his eyes filled with sinister pleasure.

He was secretly plotting and scheming to get rid of Shi Geng, this major threat and obstacle in his heart, when unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred. Shi Geng was swept away by the swirling vortex and disappeared completely from this land.

Just then, the malfunctions in the lighthouse communication and control system subsided, all functions restarted and lit up one by one, and the system returned to normal operation.

Charles's spirits lifted at the sight, his confidence surged, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. His sinister plan was already taking shape: "Once Mark is eliminated, the last obstacle will be removed, and from now on, the entire Lighthouse will be under my control."

Thinking of this, a chilling glint flashed in his eyes, revealing his sinister nature. A scheme against Mark was quietly unfolding in his mind.

Let's set aside for now the infighting and scheming within the lighthouse.

On the other side, the moment Shi Gen was swallowed by the crimson vortex, the violent and chaotic power slammed into his physical body and sea of ​​consciousness. His body, which was already pushed to its limit, could no longer hold on and immediately fell into a deep coma.

After an unknown amount of time, Shi Gen slowly woke up.

Looking up, there was no sunlight anywhere; only a thick, heavy crimson mist filled the sky and the earth, spreading endlessly and completely enveloping the entire space.

The crimson mist surged and flowed, carrying a chilling and deathly aura, exuding a bone-chilling eeriness and danger. Beneath one's feet lay a hazy and unreal void, where one could not distinguish up from down from left from right.

The one who approached the abyss protected himself closely, shielding himself from most of the crimson mist's erosion, but he couldn't stop the constant pressure from the surroundings.

Shi Geng slowly got up, suppressing the lingering headache and physical weakness, focused his mind and calmly surveyed this unfamiliar red mist alien space, waiting for something to happen.

Thick blood mist slowly surged and flowed, the surroundings were eerily silent, with only an invisible, chilling pressure weighing heavily on the body, silently intimidating.

Shi Geng focused his mind and circulated his energy to restore some of his original genetic energy, protecting his meridians and sea of ​​consciousness and blocking the corrosive power hidden in the red mist.

He moved slowly, his feet feeling weightless beneath his feet, as if treading on flowing clouds. The entire space was boundless, with no end in sight and no direction discernible.

He cautiously extended his mental energy outwards to explore, but as soon as he touched the depths of the distant red mist, he was violently repelled by an even more domineering and sinister force. The old wound in his head throbbed with pain again, causing an unbearable throbbing sensation.

He immediately withdrew his mental energy and stopped probing rashly. This place was full of hidden dangers. At present, his original energy had not recovered and he was injured. He could only be cautious and defensive, and wait and see what would happen.