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The earth shook violently, countless pieces of dirt and stone soared into the sky; the resulting destructive shockwave swept over an area of more than a hundred meters, darkening the heavens and earth, the reverberations echoing endlessly.

It took about ten minutes for the explosion to subside, and as the smoke and dust slowly dispersed, several pits each about a dozen meters in diameter were revealed amid the heavily pocked and cracked land.

Standing on this land, which resembled ruins, were about twenty figures – they were Denny Rhodes and his companions.

Compared to those ‘geniuses¹ who either spat blood or had their weapons shattered and their battle armor broken by Jack Clark’s single strike, their situation was not much better.

Facing the siege of more than twenty top-notch geniuses, even Jack Clark dared not hold back; he unleashed nearly all of his strength, except for activating runes.

As a result, each of these individuals appeared somewhat weak, their arms trembling as they grasped their weapons, with a few even bleeding from the comers of their mouths, having sustained serious injuries.

But compared to these injuries, the blow to their spirits was even greater.

They had lost.

More than twenty of the strongest geniuses had united and were still suppressed by the absolute overbearing strength of this freshman.

That magnificent, grand, overbearing, invincible strength was terrifying. No matter how exquisite their moves were or how powerful their Sword Qi, as soon as they were touched by that golden red halberd wrapped in halberd radiance, their Sword Qi was instantly destroyed by that horrific strength.

Add to that an indescribable reaction and attack speed; facing the siege of more than twenty people, he still appeared completely at ease.

The gap in strength was unimaginable, making it hard to believe that his cultivation level was the same as theirs, all at the Fifth Layer Heaven.

No wonder he dared to make the outrageous claim that no one of the same rank could withstand his three moves – this peerless strength within the same rank was simply that of a monster, a monster of despair.

just as everyone was shaken to their core, at the center of the battlefield, Jack Clark, who held the War Halberd, radiated an increasingly terrifying aura, and the blood-colored light he emitted almost obscured the sky.

The Battle Intent on him, suggesting ‘Heaven and Earth like Hell, and I am invincible’, became even more terrifying, almost materializing to interfere with reality, with vague reflections of seas of blood and mountains of corpses around him.

in that vision, the corpses of Mutated Beasts piled up like mountains, and the blood that flowed out formed an ocean, with ferocious Mutated Beasts roaring up at the sky within it.

Even in that endless sea of blood, there were shades of Blood God Cultists and Purgatory Demon Race, each letting out a miserable howl.

“What is that intent?”

“Didn’t they say he was trying to condense undefeatable war intent?” “Such a strong Killing Intent, it’s not an exaggeration to call it a sea of blood and mountains of corpses, did he possibly slaughter a million… no, a hundred thousand Mutated Creatures?”

As the vision of the sea of blood and mountains of corpses emerged, everyone became slightly restless, their faces showing shock and horror.

They couldn’t understand how Jack Clark, a freshman cultivator, harbored such heavy Killing Intent or when he had killed so many Mutated Creatures.

Boom!

At that moment, the reflection of the sea of blood and mountains of corpses around Jack Clark, including the spiraling red Blood Fiend aura, began to tremble as it was slowly pressed into his body under the immense invincible intent.

Instantly, the figures of the Mutated Creatures, Blood God Cultists, and Purgatory Demon Race within the sea of blood let out even more miserable screams and wails, creating a scene of ghost wailing and divine howling.

Then with a loud boom, all the visions disappeared, everything merging into Jack Clark’s body.

As his aura receded, the oppressive feeling that filled the space between heaven and earth, as if fighting against heaven and earth, also slowly faded away, and inexplicably, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Jasper Forbes said enviously, “He succeeded.”

Jack Clark slowly opened his eyes, which faintly reflected the imagery of seas of blood and mountains of corpses, and even the gaze itself turned red. As his terrifying gaze swept over, everyone instinctively looked away.

However, Jack Clark merely glanced at these people before turning his attention to the attribute page that only he could see.

Realm of thought: Prison Blood War Intent [A special War Intent Power bathed in blood, reflecting hell.

When battle intent is activated and begins to draw upon the Heavenly Energy, consciousness will sink into a frenzied state of blood battle, enhancing the destructive capabilities of all combat techniques by fifty percent.

Thirst for Killing: During combat, by slaying enemies and absorbing the intangible Blood Fiend Qi, one can temporarily enhance the power of their battle intent. The more lives taken, the stronger the enhancement.

Death Invincibility: When injured in battle or when Qi Blood greatly diminishes, invincible intent is activated. The graver the injury and the greater the consumption of Qi Blood, the stronger the battle intent becomes.

Even Jack Clark couldn’t help but catch his breath with anticipation upon seeing the note behind the battle intent, feeling a rush of excitement.

The ability to enhance combat techniques by fifty percent when stirring the Heavenly Energy with battle intent was not surprising, similar to the initial boosts of Sword Intent and Blade Intent.

However, Thirst for Killing, the passive ability where killing more intensifies the enhancement of battle intent through absorption of Blood Fiend Qi, gave Jack Clark pause.

That alone would have been sufficient.

Then there was Death Invincibility, which kicks in when injured or when Qi Blood significantly drops during battle, rendering one’s battle intent stronger as injuries worsen.

This trait could work perfectly in tandem with the Tyrant Elephant Form, igniting Qi Blood not only to increase strength eightfold, but also making battle intent increasingly stronger over time.

The stronger one became, the more enemies slain, the more Blood Fiend Qi absorbed, and the battle intent would grow continuously mightier… at this thought, even Jack Clark’s eyes reddened with rising fervor.

Such a special and terrifying battle intent was entirely meant for thriving on the battlefield. Once he entered the Frontline Battlefield of the mythical world in the future, wouldn’t it mean an unbridled rampage, a veritable sea of blood?!

Whew!

Jack Clark exhaled, suppressing the excitement in his heart, as his gaze swept over the other attributes, noticing no significant changes except for a sharp increase of 50 points in his Spiritual Attribute.

Spiritual Attribute!

Jack Clark’s eyes settled on the 50-point increase in Spiritual Attribute, indeed, he had guessed correctly that the Spiritual Attribute represented his soul; each time the Avatar Feedback strengthened his physical body, his spirit, Qi, and vigor nourished back into his soul, which grew ceaselessly stronger. Actually, in the instant the battle intent had condensed and ascended, Jack Clark had vaguely sensed the ‘soul’ within him that seemed to fill his body and yet was as if it didn’t exist.

Vast, boundless, as if an immense deity lay in hibernation.

At the same time, his soul’s state was somewhat peculiar: half human, half beast, half inside his body, and half existing in an unknown Void.

Or rather, that half of his soul was with the Thunderflame Behemoth.

No wonder his Spiritual Attribute was vast and unparalleled, yet his enlightenment and Spirit Power were not much stronger than others-it was because his Soul Power was tied to maintaining synchrony with the avatar.

If he wanted to mobilize his Soul Power, he likely needed to first strengthen his Soul Talent. Otherwise, merely possessing top-tier Soul Talent wouldn’t reveal more extraordinary powers.

Pensively, Jack Clark withdrew his attribute page with a thought and said politely, “Thankyou to all the seniors for your support. I was offensive before, please forgive me.”

Denny Rhodes’s eyes were complicated as he said with a mix of envy and congratulation, “Congratulations, junior, on condensing your battle intent.” “Congratulations.”

“Hahaha… Congratulations, Student Clark, for becoming the top of the young generation in the south.”

With a mild demeanor from Jack Clark, everyone was willing to step down gracefully. After all, judging by his previous demeanor, he seemed to have been under the influence of the realm of thought, so no one bore a grudge.

Or rather, any discomfort or displeasure they might have felt before had now dissipated.

“Everyone, I need to go back to consolidate my strength. See you.”

With a greeting, Jack Clark stowed his War Halberd and, in an instant, vanished into the night.

At the same time, red large characters appeared on all the screens across the square.