On the final battle island.
Seeing this scene, the core Egyptian experts—Mios, Stephen, Saeed, and others—wore bitter expressions. Against such a field-clearing display, they seemed completely outmatched.
Whoosh! Whoosh! The black tidal waves surged, tens of meters high, engulfing the island. The arena had transformed into a vast watery expanse. They wobbled on the rolling lake, at any moment liable to be swallowed whole.
The Egyptian team members immediately activated the Pharaoh's Spring to revive the undead.
Behind them, the blood-colored array diagram exuded dense resentment and murderous aura. A drop of strange purple liquid silently fell, rippling outward in circular waves, and the depths beneath stirred violently, trembling intensely.
Yet even the land had been swallowed by the North Sea Heavenly River, leaving the undead with no footing. Hundreds of crimson mummies had barely emerged before being soaked in a single osteoporotic bath.
Gurgle! Gurgle!
Each undead soaked in the black seawater. The terrifying Yin-cold energy within the water penetrated their bones and flesh, freezing them with cracking sounds. Under the heavy pressure of the condensed seawater, they were reduced to powder.
These newly summoned undead perished before even creating a single splash.
The Egyptian team was not foolish. Seeing that the surging tides were uncontrollable, they had no choice but to change tactics—abandoning skeletal-type undead and focusing on summoning spectral, intangible undead.
From the blood-colored array emerged one pale ghost after another, clad in ceremonial robes, sending forth intense mental fluctuations. The chilling wind wailed, spirits lamented.
The North Sea Heavy Water Sky Dome slammed down on these ghostly priests, but the effect was poor. The mighty heavenly river seemed to pass through illusions, causing no damage at all.
The essence of ghost spirits' consciousness could avoid most harm. But without skeletal undead in front to absorb the impact, how could their fragile forms withstand the Devastating Tidal Wave?!
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
The island shook, the Black Dragon Heavenly River shattered, and abundant water vapor poured down as torrential rain.
Mios and the others struggled out of the surging waters, pale-faced. The magical radiance covering them flickered out, and their armor artifacts and shield artifacts triggered. And this was just the beginning of the battle!
On the other side, Lu Jun struck punch after punch, the water aura soaring into the sky, beginning to lay out the tidal waves—almost one Water Blossom Sky Dome every 1.5 seconds. His sixth-level mental strength made casting incredibly fast.
The Black Crystal Dragon Palace proudly stood atop the rolling lake, releasing more and more black dragons, gradually filling the arena's sky.
The audience at the edge gasped, seeing true dragon scales form from the heavenly rivers, clearly defined. They marveled at his extraordinary water-element control.
Woooo! Woooo! Woooo!
Dozens of ghostly priests charged toward the Black Water Dragon Palace, like a vast dark cloud descending.
Halfway, they were intercepted by Ai Jiangtu and Mo Fan. Curse system plus Shadow system—the best combination against ghosts.
Countless strands of cursed spiderwebs descended, binding dozens of ghostly priests. Black blades struck one by one, pinning the ghosts in place.
Lu Jun took the moment to draw star patterns. With a thought, he formed the star diagram and activated the Mid-Level Hell Furnace.
A Void Nether Black Hole appeared, its powerful suction drawing in dozens of controlled pale ghosts. The furnace trembled lightly. Bang! Bang! Bang! One ghost after another collapsed, releasing vast soul energy.
Immediately, the White Tiger pendant around Lu Jun's neck flickered, silently absorbing this spirit essence, refining complete Warrior-level spirit essences above the blood-colored marsh.
Ghost-type undead naturally have the highest spirit essence yield among demonic species. With the Pharaoh's Spring's refinement, the probability became even higher.
Meanwhile, the Hell Furnace in the sky seemed to grow larger with the baptism of slaughter.
Mo Fan beside him was a bit puzzled, pitifully waiting for stray spirit remnants. Yet his own little Mud Eel absorbed nothing, mistakenly thinking it was the unique property of Lu Jun's Hell Furnace.
Seeing this, the Egyptian team fell into total despair. Mios gritted his teeth and shouted orders: "Pour all the Pharaoh's Spring into the Undead Resurrection Array! Give it everything! Otherwise, there's no chance!"
At once, the team members did not hesitate, pouring the purple crystalline liquid into the blood diagram.
Rumble! Rumble!
The blood array violently expanded, surging murderous aura. The outline of a colossal figure became faintly visible, radiating the presence of an advanced-level commander. Slowly, it emerged—a one-eyed rotten corpse giant.
The skeletal giant stood tens of meters tall, its body glowing with strange purple Nether Radiance, containing an eerie aura.
At this moment, within Lu Jun's spiritual world, the Ancient King Armor robe sealed in the black-red Cursed Star River trembled, seemingly sensing the presence of the Pharaoh's Spring.
"Finally arrived?"
Lu Jun revealed a hint of joy. At the start, his domineering activation of water magic had been to set the tone, to exert maximum pressure on the Egyptian team, forcing them to stake everything.
That stake was exactly the Pharaoh's Spring he wanted to seize. If he allowed the Egyptians to deplete it little by little, it would have been a pity.
It must be known, the Pharaoh's Spring has countless applications. It can be used in Izisha's Dark Resurrection, nourish undead emperors, be absorbed by Soul Vessels to level up, or even forge supreme undead artifacts. Simply refining it into spirit essences would be the most wasteful.
As for Lu Jun seizing the Pharaoh's Spring, there was nothing to criticize. You use a forbidden technique in the first round, I take an illicit item in the fifteenth round—such is the law of victory and defeat. Any grievance is for oneself to bear.
Rumble! Rumble!
"Now!"
With a thought, Lu Jun clasped his hands. The Mermaid Saint Spirit automatically possessed him, enveloping him in a deep-blue ceremonial robe, a North Sea map and sun-moon-star patterns engraved on his back, wearing the Ten-Thousand Waters Crown, his aura surging.
The water-element Saint Spirit had reached the pinnacle of Commander cultivation, and the High-Tier Level 4 Water Elemental Star River merged with him once more, equivalent to a super-tier Water Mage.
At this moment, the Black Jade Dragon Palace around him trembled. Eighteen black dragons of the Heavenly River intertwined across the sky, forming a cascading waterfall to the ground, each droplet imbued with destructive power.
With tidal stacking, this Devastating Water Roar's force rivaled a super-tier second-level spell.
The Egyptians on the island stared at the sky-darkening shadow in horror. The immense energy surged, the entire arena seeming on the verge of collapse, and all surrounding arrays and magical restraints flickered uncertainly, as if restraining a wild dragon.
Boom!
Finally, the sky-reaching black waterfall crashed down with a roar shaking heaven and earth. At the center, the Nether Radiance One-Eyed Giant was struck, shattering completely—no doubt at all. This single blow could heavily injure not just an advanced commander, but even a minor ruler.
Regrettably, Lu Jun's tide this time did not stack at least thirty-six black dragons. Otherwise, it would have recreated the transcendent North Sea Qi Ocean, a force far beyond even the Treasure-Hunting Tournament.
Splash! Whoosh! The endless water curtain from the waterfall inundated the entire arena. Blackness surrounded from all directions, layers upon layers of water curtains hanging down, obscuring all sight.
Lu Jun's gaze fixed on a pool of shimmering, dreamlike purple liquid ahead—crystal-clear, mesmerizing, suspended in midair as if unaffected by anything.
In the next moment, with a thought, the crystal-purple holy water collapsed into countless threads, flowing into the White Tiger pendant at his chest, forming a floating purple water orb above the blood-colored marsh.
The Pharaoh's Spring was in his hands!
On the other side, the entire Egyptian team was knocked unconscious by the aftershock of the Devastating Water Roar, completely unaware that their nation's supreme treasure had been taken.
Fortunately, the super-tier referees appeared in time to save them; otherwise, they might have perished under this strike.
When the waters settled, the audience saw the few standing on the ruined island. They understood—this year's championship had been decided!
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