Chapter 860: The Multi-Layered Dark Realm

The burly man’s fists seemed to shake the entire second layer of space. As those fists came crashing down, Dongbo Xueying couldn’t even muster the thought of resisting up close. “The sheer force of these fists is overwhelming,” he thought. Without hesitation, he shifted into the Void World, simultaneously activating his domain technique, the Ripplewave Diagram, and unleashing a dense barrage of flying daggers!

“Such a formidable domain,” the burly man mused, though supremely confident in his own strength. Even he could feel the oppressive weight of the domain, weakening his power and speed in every aspect.

Then came the storm of violet daggers.

Boom!

He paid them no mind, his fists unrelenting. Some daggers clashed against his knuckles, sparking faintly against his weaponized gauntlets, while the rest rained down on his massive frame. His broad, muscular body withstood the assault effortlessly, his skin shimmering with an eerie black glow.

“Boom—!” Thanks to the Ripplewave Diagram’s aid, Dongbo Xueying dodged just in time. The fists narrowly missed him, instead slamming into a nearby meteorite.

The small meteorite trembled slightly, revealing two fist-sized craters.

“Those fists are far more terrifying than his axe,” Dongbo Xueying observed, his eyes gleaming. “He was clearly holding back earlier. But his body is absurdly tough—he actually tanked my daggers?”

The man’s strength and speed were one thing, but his body was like a Void Divine Weapon, shrugging off attacks effortlessly. Even Dongbo Xueying, with his Voidshift and Void World defenses, wasn’t sure he could match such resilience.

“His combat skills are crude, but his body is a weapon in itself,” Dongbo Xueying assessed silently. “Killing him would be near impossible, but his own attacks—if they land—would cripple or kill most opponents.”

“Whoosh.”

A translucent disc-like phantom swept toward him.

The Nineteen-Bodied City Lord smirked, emboldened by his ally’s display. “This companion of mine has incredible durability and speed, though his fighting style is straightforward. No threat to me.”

With nineteen bodies, he could scatter and escape easily. The burly man’s brute-force approach was deadly to single-bodied opponents, but useless against him.

Dongbo Xueying, however, was different.

A master of area attacks and domains, he posed a lethal threat. Whether for the treasure—the Golden Whisker Thunderwood—or the remaining three days of exploration, the City Lord knew Xueying had to die.

“Keep him off me!” the burly man roared.

“Leave it to me. He won’t escape,” the City Lord replied confidently. No matter how fast Dongbo Xueying fled, he couldn’t outpace the disc phantom.

As the translucent phantom pierced effortlessly into the Void World, Dongbo Xueying sighed inwardly. Two experts teaming up was no joke. The Ripplewave Diagram, though supreme in suppression, still left them with 60-70% of their strength.

“Whoosh.”

A fresh wave of violet daggers materialized, bombarding the disc phantom. Already weakened by the Ripplewave Diagram’s ripples, it shattered instantly.

But the burly man’s fist was already upon him, his lips curled in a savage grin, eyes burning with murderous intent.

“Hahaha…” The City Lord laughed.

Block one attack, but not the second!

Dongbo Xueying, however, merely whispered, “Manifest.”

Layers upon layers of illusory worlds materialized, encasing the burly man. Each world was small—barely half a mile wide—but upon closer inspection, their boundaries revealed 120 stacked layers.

120 layers of the Dark World descended, solidifying into reality, drawing upon the heavens’ energy as they rapidly compressed.

The burly man’s snarling face froze mere meters away, his fist trapped by the layered worlds. His eyes widened in shock. “How?!” The confinement was too resilient—he couldn’t break free.

Dongbo Xueying murmured, “Boom.”

A deep, resonant detonation.

All 120 layers collapsed simultaneously, their destructive force concentrated entirely on the burly man.

This was Dongbo Xueying’s ultimate killing move. His talent in the Void Path was extraordinary—though he had long comprehended the second form of *Dark World*, “Heaven’s Execution Blade,” he couldn’t execute it. So, he simplified the first form, “Dark Bubble,” preserving its power while increasing the quantity he could unleash, even incorporating techniques from the second form.

Originally, he could only summon six “Dark Bubbles” at full strength.

Now, the simplified *Multi-Layered Dark World*—though individually smaller and weaker—allowed him to manifest 120 layers! Compared to his other simplified technique, *Fish-Dragon Slaughter* (derived from the fifth stance of *World Annihilation Sword*), *Multi-Layered Dark World* was far superior.

In the Dark World, Dongbo Xueying had progressed much further. He had fully grasped the second form, after all.

“BOOM—!” The burly man convulsed as the terrifying energy ravaged his body, penetrating deep into his core, even shaking his soul.

“Guh—!” Blood sprayed from his mouth, flecked with fragments of internal organs. Crimson trails leaked from his nose and ears. His tattered robes revealed skin still gleaming black—unbroken, yet his insides were wrecked.

“Not even a scratch?” Dongbo Xueying was stunned.

Still, he could tell the man was injured. His exterior was indomitable, but his internals were comparatively vulnerable.

“What… what kind of move is that?!” The City Lord, who had been watching eagerly, was dumbfounded. The burly man’s resilience was beyond question—he had shrugged off countless daggers!

Yet now, he was coughing blood?

“He was hiding his strength,” the burly man growled. “He can’t kill me. Attack together!”

“Right.” The City Lord gritted his teeth. Retreat wasn’t an option—there was nowhere to flee in the second layer. They had to fight.

Yet, a sliver of fear crept into his heart. This white-haired, white-robed man had concealed his true power in the first layer. Even holding back, he had dominated the City Lord. Had he gone all out from the start… the Nineteen-Bodied City Lord might have perished.

At least now, he had an ally of equal strength.