Chapter 66: Elixir [5]As Han Yichen ventured towards the treacherous North Beast Mountain ranges, the weight of anticipation and excitement hung heavily in the air. The journey had a sense of purpose and daring, for he sought to test the extent of his newfound powers—a power that had been amplified to the realm of godsThe North Beast Mountains were a realm of untamed wilderness, a place where danger lurked at every turn. The very earth seemed to pulse with the primal energy of the land, and the peaks of the mountains pierced the heavens like jagged sentinels guarding the secrets of the wilderness.His heart pounded with a mix of trepidation and exhilaration as Han Yichen ventured further into the mountains, his senses alert to the slightest shift in the environment. The terrain changed beneath his feet, from dense forests teeming with life to barren cliffs that echoed with the howls of unseen creatures.His crimson eyes, ever watchful, scanned the surroundings, searching for the elu
Chapter 67: Evolution [1]The first floor of the Tower of Evolution proved to be a test of Han Yichen's prowess, both as a warrior and as a wielder of the red mist. As he stepped into the floor, the presence of the celestial essence within him seemed to ripple through the air, commanding the respect of the beasts lurking in the shadows.The creatures that inhabited the floor were formidable, yet upon sensing the Dungeon Lord's aura, they cowered and fled. Their instinct recognized the overwhelming might that stood before them—a being whose power transcended the realms of the mortal.However, Han Yichen knew that to truly claim the fragment of the Silver Blood, he could not afford to let any opposition remain. The red mist swirled around him, and his crimson eyes gleamed with an intensity that sent shivers down the spines of those who dared cross his path.With a swift and fluid motion, Han Yichen unsheathed his sword, the blade infused with the enigmatic power of the red mist. He move
Chapter 68: Evolution [2]Floor three of the Tower of Evolution was a realm of elemental chaos, where the forces of nature clashed in a symphony of power and fury. As Han Yichen set foot on this floor, he was greeted by a cacophony of roaring winds, crackling lightning, rumbling earth, and crashing waves.The creatures that inhabited this level were not mere beasts but embodiments of the elements themselves—powerful and untamed. They were spirits of fire, guardians of water, sentinels of earth, and masters of air. Each one presented a unique challenge, requiring Han Yichen to navigate the unpredictable terrain and harness his own mastery of the red mist to survive.The crimson glow of his eyes intensified, a reflection of his unwavering determination. With each step, he embraced the essence of the Dungeon Lord, calling upon the power of Arthur's legacy and the enigmatic red mist that now coursed through his veins.As the first elemental creature charged, Han Yichen responded with a st
Chapter 69: Evolution [3]But through it all, he held firm, drawing upon the power of the Dungeon Lord and the red mist to anchor himself in reality. His crimson eyes were a beacon of unwavering focus, and with each triumph, he grew more resolute in his purpose.Finally, he faced the ultimate illusion—a reflection of himself. It was a mirror image that embodied his darkest doubts and deepest fears. The battle that ensued was not just a clash of swords but a confrontation of the very essence of his being.In a mesmerizing display of self-awareness, Han Yichen stared into the eyes of the illusion, acknowledging the truths it held and the doubts it sought to exploit. With a determination that echoed through his very soul, he shattered the illusion, releasing its hold on him.The victory on Floor Four was not just a test of strength but a testament to Han Yichen's mastery of his own mind and emotions. The red mist around him pulsed with an ethereal brilliance, as if resonating with the pr
Chapter 70: Evolution [4]The red mist surrounding Han Yichen swirled with an ethereal brilliance, its crimson glow now augmented with a celestial radiance. His crimson eyes glowed with the intensity of a star, reflecting the power of the Dungeon Lord and the divine energies he had harnessed on his arduous ascent through the tower.As he stepped onto the Final Floor, a divine entity awaited him—an ancient being that stood as the guardian of the fragment of the Silver Blood. Its presence was awe-inspiring, its power transcending mortal comprehension. This being was not just a creature of the Tower of Evolution but a remnant of a forgotten era when gods walked among mortals.With a voice that echoed through the floor, the divine entity addressed Han Yichen, acknowledging his journey and the trials he had faced. It spoke of the fragment of the Silver Blood—an essence that could grant him demi-godhood, a power that few mortals had ever attained.But there was a catch. To claim the fragmen
Chapter 71: Evolution [5]With a ferocious roar, Han Yichen unleashed a celestial explosion that engulfed the gargoyle in a blaze of red mist and cosmic energy. The guardian's form quivered and cracked, its stone surface fracturing under the force of the attack.But the gargoyle was not easily defeated. It retaliated with a mighty swing of its stone wings, creating a gust of wind that threatened to upend even a demi-god. Yet, Han Yichen stood firm, channeling his powers to resist the gargoyle's overwhelming force.The battle reached a crescendo, a titanic clash between the divine and the guardian. The Final Floor seemed to resonate with their power, and the very foundations of the tower shook with their might.Finally, with a last, resolute strike, Han Yichen delivered a blow that shattered the gargoyle's stony form. The ancient guardian crumbled, dissipating into a shower of celestial particles. The chamber fell silent, and the red mist around Han Yichen settled as if in acknowledgme
Chapter 72: Dead [1]The second floor of the Tower of the Dead was a labyrinth of darkness, where the very concept of time seemed to lose its meaning. It was a realm haunted by ancient entities, spirits of forgotten battles, and echoes of souls lost to eternity. The air was heavy with the weight of history, and the shadows whispered tales of sorrow and despair.As Han Yichen ascended to the second floor, the red mist surrounding him illuminated the darkness, creating an ethereal glow that seemed to push back the malevolence lurking in every corner. His crimson eyes surveyed the floor, preparing for the spectral adversaries that awaited him.The creatures of the second floor were not the vengeful spirits of the first, but warriors of old, trapped in a never-ending cycle of battle and defeat. Their spectral forms held the remnants of ancient armors and weapons, their eyes glowing with a lingering determination to continue the fight.Without hesitation, Han Yichen delved into the spectra
Chapter 73: Dead [2]The fourth floor of the Tower of the Dead was a spectral arena, where ghostly apparitions of great warriors and sorcerers from the past lingered. As Han Yichen stepped into this otherworldly battlefield, he was greeted by the unsettling echoes of long-lost conversations, a chilling reminder of the once-living spirits that resided here.A ghostly figure materialized before him, his spectral form shimmering with ancient power. This was the echo of the warrior king, a legendary figure from a time forgotten. His voice reverberated through the hall, filled with a power that transcended time."Who dares to disturb the eternal rest of the great king?" the spectral figure boomed, his voice echoing through the ethereal realm.Han Yichen stood firm, his crimson eyes locked onto the warrior king. "I am Han Yichen, the Dungeon Lord. I seek the second drop of angel blood to ascend to godhood," he replied, his voice carrying an unwavering determination.The warrior king laughed