Chapter 389: The Contract

“What? Still not attacking?”

Wu Ming, smirking coldly, strolled forward.

Opposite him, Wuma Qu, who had tried to use the illusion spirit to gain an advantage, looked hesitant.

He could never have imagined encountering a freak like Wu Ming! A silver-species illusion spirit cub! And yet Wu Ming had just discarded it without hesitation!

“No… this can’t be right! He must be bluffing! He has to be!”

Wuma Qu’s fingers trembled. The truth was, he dared not—and was unwilling to—destroy the illusion spirit himself.

“Still hesitating?”

Wu Ming suddenly lunged forward. The demon wolf’s claw shot out, directly piercing the white glowing orb atop the Lava Heart!

Puh!

This spell formation had originally been set up by the ancestors of the three great clans to force the Lava Tyrant to cultivate the illusion spirit, and it had absolutely no defensive capabilities.

When pierced by Wu Ming, the runes on its surface exploded one by one. The silver-species embryo being cultivated within trembled and rapidly began shrinking.

“The energy is flowing back… When the main body lacks nutrients and energy, it automatically digests the developing embryo…”

Wu Ming glanced around the island. The earth elementals, rock golems, and even gemstone golems that were still being cultivated all underwent the same transformation.

“What… what have you done?”

Wuma Qu’s face turned blank with shock.

“What did I do? Naturally, I removed this last restriction…”

Wu Ming waved his hand. Several nodes on the Lava Heart exploded, and it suddenly shuddered before quickly retracting into the island. Layer upon layer of rock automatically wrapped around it, forming a firm protective barrier.

“The core energy location of the Lava Tyrant had been implanted with controlling runes by the three great clans. Otherwise, how important was the cultivation of a silver-species spirit? It should have been heavily protected, so why was it conducted directly in the open?”

He smiled faintly. “I simply took advantage of the moment you activated it, removing its final layer of suppression…”

Without removing this, the core of the Lava Tyrant would remain under the control of the three great clans. Although it could eventually be removed after the Tyrant regained its King-level status, it wouldn’t have benefited Wu Ming at all.

“In other words… you’ve released… it!”

Wuma Qu’s legs began to tremble. Drenched in cold sweat, he had no idea where to run.

“Precisely… Haha! Lava Tyrant, awaken early!”

Wu Ming laughed loudly. Amidst his laughter, an even more terrifying earthquake erupted.

Boom! Boom!

Blackstone Island violently shook. Golden sealing runes across its surface exploded. Suddenly, a mighty roar rang out, as if an ancient beast had resurfaced from the depths of time!

“Roar! Roar!”

Blazing flames erupted, and lava surged forth, instantly engulfing Wuma Qu and the young talents of the Tantai family, leaving not even a trace behind.

Splash! Splash!

The magma boiled and surged. The black stone island exploded apart, and a humanoid tyrant, completely drenched in molten lava, rose to his feet!

His dark body was covered in flowing magma, and he was towering in stature. The small black island that had previously emerged was only a small part of his body. Now standing upright, he barely fit within the massive cavern, forced to crouch slightly.

“Roar!!!”

The Lava Tyrant’s blood-red eyes scanned the surroundings, immediately releasing a deafening roar.

Boom!

It sounded like a volcanic eruption, the boiling magma releasing a terrifying aura. The peak Warlord-level energy mixed with the overwhelming presence of a former King, causing all Illusionists below the Warlord level to immediately faint from the pressure.

“You…”

“You…”

“What are you doing?”

On the shore, members of the Wuma, Tantai, and even the former Dongfang families were stunned into silence!

“Dongfang Shuoming, are you an idiot? Or do you want us all to perish together?”

Wuma Qi’s entire body trembled. “Why did you remove the restrictions directly and release this Lava Tyrant?”

“We’re done! We’re all doomed!”

Tantai Zhong wore a look of despair. “This Lava Tyrant is at the peak of the Warlord level, nearly semi-King level! Unless a King-level Illusionist intervenes, there’s absolutely no way to stop it from destroying everything…”

Their original plan had been to activate the three clans’ hidden measures, draining most of the Lava Tyrant’s energy to cultivate a silver-species cub.

This way, the Tyrant would be severely weakened, its injuries never fully healing, and it might even drop several levels, continuing to serve as a source of power for the clans, benefiting everyone involved.

But now, Wu Ming had completely destroyed the formation. Not only had he removed the final restriction from the Lava Tyrant, but he had also caused the embryo to dissipate, returning its energy back to the Tyrant, completely thwarting their plan.

“I understand… He wants us all dead!”

Dongfang Ying’s face darkened. “This brat probably believes he has a chance to escape alive by relying on that invisible illusion spirit of his!”

“Unforgivable! This is betrayal!”

“Betrayer of the clan! Betrayer of humanity!”

“Even if we die, we must kill him first!”

In an instant, Wu Ming became the target of righteous fury from the three great clans, as if he had turned into a traitor through the ages.

“A… A Ming!”

On the shoulder of the lava giant, Dongfang Dieyu’s face was pale. Looking at Dongfang Shuoming now, she felt as if he had become a complete stranger. “What exactly are you trying to do?”

“What am I doing? Naturally, I’m going to contract this illusion spirit…”

Wu Ming smiled casually.

Once Illusionists reached the Warlord level, they could gain an additional summoning slot. And what could be a better target than the Lava Tyrant right now?

He had no interest in that silver-species cub anymore—it would take too much time and effort to raise.

Go big or go home. The real prize was this peak Warlord-level Lava Tyrant!

“The so-called divine Illusionists haven’t fully matured yet, but I’ve already accumulated such immense power. Perhaps I can attempt to rise against them directly, crushing their ascent. That would complete most of my master’s mission!”

A glow of spiritual energy surrounded Wu Ming as he shouted, “Contract!”

“Roar!”

The Lava Tyrant bellowed furiously. Waves of searing molten lava cascaded over its form, yet were utterly thwarted by the Iron-winged Golden Eagle and the Azure-eyed Direwolf. The surfaces of both phantom beasts bore scorched wounds, their agonized shrieks piercing the air.

The contract light resembled a thin thread, connecting to the Lava Tyrant, immediately encountering fierce resistance.

His sharp spiritual senses allowed Wu Ming to feel a massive and terrifying soul, radiating heat and scorching energy, violently resisting his intrusion.

“Good! Indeed worthy of being a former King-level illusion spirit!”

He sneered, sending his immense spiritual essence surging down the contract channel like a mountain collapsing atop his opponent.

“Haha… What do I see here? Dongfang Shuoming is actually trying to contract this Lava Tyrant…”

More than one clan member noticed this, opening their mouths wide in mockery. “Who does he think he is? A legendary King-level Illusionist?”

But Tantai Zhong and Wuma Qi looked uncertain.

“Such incredible spiritual power… This is beyond any mere genius…”

Wuma Qi’s expression turned grave. “For the Lava Tyrant to stop its external actions and focus on the spiritual battle indicates there’s a real chance of success! We must stop him immediately!”

Whoosh!

Even faster than him was Dongfang Ying!

His face darkened as he rode the Hell Wolf, his gemstone armor shifting and hardening to cover the wound on his waist.

The ground corroded beneath him, turning into a swamp-like terrain, exuding toxic fumes.

Hell Wolf technique—Hellish Swamp Spring!

This move had a wide area of effect. Taking advantage of the distraction Wu Ming provided, it instantly immobilized a large group of Illusionists on the opposing side.

“Die!”

Slash!

The Hell Wolf leaped as if traversing space itself. Its claws tore through the air, instantly splitting Dongfang Xiong in two as he stood there in shock.

Then, without slowing down, Dongfang Ying leapt high. The Hell Wolf howled and leaped onto the massive body of the Lava Tyrant, rushing rapidly toward Wu Ming’s location!

Clearly, he believed that allowing Dongfang Shuoming to control the Lava Tyrant was even more dangerous than the rebellion of the two other clans!

“Great Elder… why…?”

Dongfang Dieyu stared blankly at the scene, unable to believe her eyes.

“Haha… Dongfang Ying, you truly are a ruthless strategist, quickly recognizing the situation!”

Beside him, Tantai Zhong and Wuma Qi each summoned their Warlord-level illusion spirits, only slightly behind Dongfang Ying. “Shall we first eliminate this strange brat together, and then settle our differences?”

“Indeed, the Great Elder’s resolve is formidable!”

Watching this unfold, Dongfang Tie’s heart sank. “First, he decisively eliminated Dongfang Xiong, clearing internal chaos and removing any remaining Dongfang family spies within the two other clans. Next, he’s going after the even greater threat, Dongfang Shuoming!”

Clearly, without Dongfang Xiong, even if he lost the competition for leadership, Dongfang Ying could still lead the entire Dongfang family to relocate elsewhere.

But if Wu Ming successfully controlled the Lava Tyrant, it would mean Dongfang Ying would lose his position—and might even face retaliation. How could that be tolerated?

“Pity… Three Warlord-level Illusionists…”

Although he understood the situation, Dongfang Tie could only bitterly smile. At this moment, he lacked the strength to intervene.

Even though he had already advanced to the Warlord level, whether or not he should act to protect his endangered granddaughter remained a dilemma.

“Die!”

Riding the Hell Wolf, Dongfang Ying saw Dongfang Shuoming drawing closer, his eyes gleaming with a wolf-like glint. “Dongfang Shuoming, you should have died long ago!”

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

The Hell Wolf roared, its claws slicing through the air. Behind him, the two clan leaders exchanged a glance. Their illusion spirits roared as well, activating a combined technique: “Storm Howl!”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Green wind blades formed a whirlwind behind Dongfang Ying, clearly aiming to eliminate both targets in one strike.

The black Hell Wolf roared, its massive claw rushing toward Wu Ming. The whirlwind of wind blades howled behind it, sweeping everything in its path, even Dongfang Yudie unable to escape its range.

However, just as the attack was about to land, Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a mocking smile.