Ye Bai was being chased by a massive army of skeleton soldiers, producing the sound of bones clashing and grinding together. Viewed from above, it was quite frightening, and several times Ye Bai nearly got swallowed by the skeleton tide. However, Ye Bai remained calm and unhurried; he still had a trump card up his sleeve—the Sunflower Emperor was enough to handle any difficulty. Just now, through the Eye of Insight, he observed that the black-robed man wearing the bird-mask was no ordinary character, so he wanted to see what trump card this guy had. The man was surrounded by dense black crows, looking at everything around, with the sharp bird-mask covering his face. A multitude of skeleton soldiers surged forth like a tsunami. The air was filled with a crackling sound that was chilling to the bone. The ground trembled slightly as a colossal figure slowly emerged from the depths of the white bones—its silhouette appeared even more menacing and terrifying under the scorching sunlight—a bone giant standing three meters tall. Its skeleton was formed by smaller skeleton soldiers, with faint phosphorescence flickering between the bones, emitting puffs of white smoke under the sun’s glare. Every moment, a skeleton soldier turned into black ash under the sun’s light, and the soul fire merged into the bone giant’s skull, making it increasingly vigorous. Every step the bone giant took was accompanied by the unsettling sound of bones grinding against each other. In the hollow eyes of the bone giant burned the blue soul fire. Occasionally, one could see traces of soul fire flowing in from afar, and within the soul fire, a still-formed ethereal blue soul crystal was forming. It seemed the deaths of the Corpse Dove and Iron Armor Barbaric Snake had strengthened the skeleton soldiers. Ye Bai also noticed some skeleton soldiers undergoing mutations after absorbing excessive soul fire. The originally battered armor and rusty blades underwent drastic transformations. The skeleton soldiers’ bones turned from white to black, and the soul fire in their pupils became more intense. Their names have also changed. [Name: Black Iron Skeleton Soldier] [Attribute: Ghost (Undead)] [Trait: Iron Bone: The white bones on the body become hard as steel.] [Level: Tier Three Peak] [Mastered Skills: Solid (Skilled): Bones are harder than steel. White Bone Revival (Skilled): After sustaining lethal damage, can recover the body by devouring soul fire. Bone Corroding Sword (Skilled): The bone sword in hand carries a corrosive aura; when it hits an opponent, it causes decay effects on the wound. [Evolutionary Path, Silver Skeleton Soldier, devour a large amount of soul fire, complete evolution, quantity change leads to qualitative change, a minor undead calamity can evolve a small number of skeleton soldiers into more formidable beings.] [Evaluation: Black Iron Skeleton Soldiers have started nurturing soul crystals, but take note: soul crystals cannot be exposed to sunlight, or they’ll directly disperse and vanish—light skills are eternal nemesis to skeleton soldiers.] Undead element exotic beasts are inherently nurtured through battle; only when the scale of the war is extensive can their power rapidly enhance. After seeing the detailed information on the Black Iron Skeleton Soldiers, Ye Bai glanced at the bone giant pursuing him from behind. The bone giant absorbed the souls of many Corpse Doves and Iron Armor Barbaric Snakes, and the phosphorescent white bones on its body gradually shifted towards the color of black iron. Their resistance to sunlight seemed to have intensified. It’s now rare to see skeleton soldiers turning into black ash under sunlight. The Space Pelican sped through the woods, the branches snapping behind Ye Bai with leaves flying past, while the bones pursued him relentlessly like a plague of locusts, leaving nothing behind in their wake. Even the thick roots of towering trees buried beneath the ground were uprooted by the skeleton soldiers. Holes appeared on the ground, the entire forest became devastated, like acne scars on a face, pitted and uneven. The bone giant following Ye Bai had become more agile, with each swing of its arm carrying enough power to destroy everything, knocking down trees, throwing dirt and stones, leaving shocking traces of destruction. It could snap a towering tree with a single punch. The bone looked at his undead army incessantly evolving, showing a victorious smile. His talent, White Bone Manipulation, allowed him to control white bone undead, with unlimited numbers, as long as his spiritual power was sufficient. The smart bone directly converted dead bodies into skeleton soldiers, then using the contracted pet beast to control those skeleton soldiers. Those four bone giants were transformed by his pet beasts. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 They were like enormous signal transmission towers, enslaving the surrounding skeleton soldiers. "These creatures can condense soul crystals, allowing the little charcoal dog to evolve into a Dark Dog." "Looks like I need to flee again for now." "Let the bullets fly a bit longer." "But where did Senior Master go? He’s like a yellow flash, always arriving late when there’s battle." "Luckily I’m not Obito; otherwise, wouldn’t know how I died." Ye Bai expressed a sarcastic attitude towards this. Fang Ritu was engaged in fierce combat with the Black Knight, the situation utterly one-sided, with the Black Knight being no match for Fang Ritu. The black long sword in hand was smashed to pieces by Fang Ritu’s hammer. Shark Hunter was carried on the tank’s shoulder, bouncing rapidly along the ground. With each bounce, the tank created an abyss-like pit on the ground, accompanied by the screams of Shark Hunter. The next second, the tank and Shark Hunter entered an Illusion Realm. The sky that was once filled with sunlight suddenly turned extremely gloomy. The night was as cold as water. The moonlight was thin, barely illuminating the mottled ground. A chilling wind blew around them, and black frost emerged from the ground. Countless black crows appeared, their feathers glistening like night, their eyes flickering with cunning light, and a blood-red pupil on their brows, a medieval omen of disaster. These were the Omen Crows, harbingers of disaster and death. They kept company with death, shuttling between the Netherworld, serving as messengers of the Death God. They either circled in the air or perched on withered branches. Numerous crows gathered together, forming a humanoid shape. A Plague Doctor appeared, clad in medieval-style attire, with a tall beak mask, a long robe, and a staff engraved with strange symbols in his left hand, a sharp scalpel in his right. Under the beak mask were blood-red eyes. "Caw—!" With a sharp cry, a crow swooped down from high above, landing on the Plague Doctor’s shoulder, tapping its glossy beak against the mask, seemingly transmitting some special message. The Plague Doctor stopped, raised his hand slightly to calm the crow, and his deep, magnetic voice resonated through the mask: "Hello, Tank and Shark Hunter from the Provincial Pet Beast Union." "It’s our first meeting, let me introduce myself. I am the Plague Doctor of the Evangelical Association, feel free to call me what you like." "You have been drawn into my Illusion Realm." "Of course, I’m merely tasked with keeping you trapped, not engaging in fights." "Our goal is simple: to kill Fang Ritu and Ye Bai." "We don’t want anyone else interfering during the process." "I hope you’ll take the hint; otherwise, I won’t hesitate to take your lives." "My laboratory is just short of a few full-size instructors." Tank and Shark Hunter exchanged a glance. "Shark Hunter, hold tight." Tank suddenly stomped on the ground with explosive force, launching forward like a cannonball. He charged straight at the Plague Doctor, his iron fists as large as sandbags, ready to obliterate any obstacle in his path. Meanwhile, Shark Hunter summoned her Gun Shark, suppressing her discomfort as she pulled the trigger. With a bang, a flash of fire erupted from the tip of Gun Shark’s barrel. "It seems you don’t understand human language," the Plague Doctor murmured softly. Then, he waved his staff gently, causing ripples like water rings in the air. A light shot from the staff’s tip, forming a solid barrier that blocked Tank’s deadly blow. The bullet fired by Gun Shark hung mid-air, eroded by a black substance. The white bullet fell to the ground, disappearing instantly. "Originally, I intended to just trap you here, but now I’ve changed my mind." "For disobedience shall be punished." "In my Black Crow Illusion Realm, I am the one who controls everything." His gaze roamed unabashedly over Tank. "You’re quite impressive." Hearing the Plague Doctor’s words, Tank felt a chill down his spine, his muscles screamed with tension. Tank’s face twisted in discomfort, feeling tainted. The black Omen Crows began to hover over the battlefield, emitting piercing cries, their eyes becoming particularly blood-red. "Tank, what are you standing there for?" At this moment, Shark Hunter retrieved a bottle of azure potion from her Pet Beast Space. She plunged the potion directly into her neck. "Now I’m really going all out." Spatial ripples appeared again, and the War Shark returned. But this War Shark was now shrouded in black fog, its eyes like scarlet rubies. "Tank, show off your trump card too." "We might actually die here." Shark Hunter’s words were not mere alarmism; she could sense that the Evangelical Association member before them was undoubtedly a Tier Seven Pet Beast Master. If they didn’t desperately fight back, they might not leave here alive. Tank took a deep breath, ready to employ his familiar tactic. Aiming to use sound waves to clear out the Omen Crows. The Plague Doctor’s eyes were filled with derision; the same move would not work on him.