My Misfortune Crushed Instances

"What is that?"

When Balong asked this question, Hu Neng and the others found it a bit strange.

"Didn’t you say this was the burial site of that demon leader? Is it not?"

The guides replied, "But in all our many tribes, none have such a face; that’s not the demon leader."

Hu Neng muttered, "Maybe it’s been eroded by Evil Qi over the years and undergone some changes."

"Chairman, something’s not right."

The analyst said, "That thing blocked my trump card scan, and I can’t see through it."

"What?"

The people around were shocked. This analyst’s ability was extraordinary. In fact, it was solely because of this scanning skill that he was chosen for the Secret Realm battleground.

His skill was very practical; it could analyze the target once locked, randomly seeing through some part of the opponent’s skill.

In other words, if luck was good, he could even, as his skill’s name suggested, probe into the enemy’s trump card. If information was gathered, they could gain an advantage.

But now he found that the white jade monster with eight arms actually blocked him, which made him uneasy.

Hu Neng asked, "Is it that the skill can’t work or what?"

"Not exactly, it just feels like it’s a lump of stone." The analyst shook his head.

Balong and the others couldn’t fully understand what they were talking about, but it was clear that the situation seemed to have gotten worse.

The monster formed like jade was even more formidable than the former demon leader.

But as they were all tense, Xiaoli had already dashed out with golden light under his feet, with Divine Thunder sparkling on the black umbrella in his hand.

Everyone held their breath in concentration.

Faced with such a bizarre enemy, can he really win?

Is there a need to help?

If manpower is lost here, what should be the heading of this expedition deep into the Mire Marsh?

Then they immediately realized they were overthinking it.

When Xiaoli charged forward on his iron steed and collided with the Shenxiao Thunderbolt Heart Scripture, the jade-formed demon shattered in an instant.

The discussions among the group ceased instantly, staring intently at the figure on the mound.

"So easy?"

They had worried for ages, and it ended in an instant.

Xiaoli returned nonchalantly, "Let’s search for the spoils."

"....."

Hu Neng asked, "Didn’t you notice there was something different about that monster just now?"

"Huh? What was different?"

Xiaoli hadn’t noticed anything unusual. The monster was at most comparable to the patrol generals in Ghost City, and with his new Epic Level skill, Iron Steed Charge, such strength was a piece of cake for him.

The analyst then recounted the anomaly earlier.

Xiaoli thought for a moment and slapped his forehead, "Now that you mention it, my spell damage was quite ordinary. I thought it was a bad angle. Maybe it really can block."

"....."

The group was left speechless again.

Did you really just use brute force to instantly kill the disfigured demon leader?!

Xiaoli sent them to explore the spoils near the mound while he pondered.

A resurrected and mutated demon, also unafraid of Divine Thunder—could it be related to the Great Demon Black Law?

He waited for a while until the others found some common spoils near the mound, including a rare piece of equipment, which Xiaoli certainly didn’t care for. He only took a piece of exquisite gold coin mixed in.

Then, the group started advancing towards the more central area of the marsh.

With the lesson from the demon incident, the three guides didn’t dare speak. They had no idea this outsider was so formidable; otherwise, they wouldn’t have made a fuss about the opponent being formidable at the start.

Rumblings echoed.

The team continued on, and gradually it reached midnight.

Hu Neng hadn’t expected that such a complex terrain and large treasure site would be half-cleared so quickly.

As someone responsible for handling this place, he was naturally very pleased and grateful.

At this time, the group paused on a low hill, beneath which lay a vast plain. Countless ruined villages scattered like chess pieces, close to each other, appearing eerie from a distance.

"Hero, there’s where the tribes used to gather."

Although decades have passed, the past appearance is still evident down there, even the furrows are clearly visible. The place is entwined with Evil Qi, not a blade of grass grows, only the twisted vegetation soaked in it speaks of past vitality.

More striking at the time was the giant skeleton in the plain’s center.

An enormous snake skeleton lay across the plain like a divine dragon, with Evil Qi gathering into a chilly pool around it, submerging the lower bones. Even from a distance, one could feel the evil aura.

"This place will be troublesome."

Hu Neng said, "The snake skeleton in the center must be the final boss, but there are undead in the surrounding village ruins. If we go straight for the boss, we’ll definitely draw all the mobs. We need to clear them first."

This time, even Xiaoli didn’t oppose. Too many from the Demon Race lived here once, and their lingering resentment and Evil Qi were intense.

Furthermore, while the plain’s center didn’t have marshes, it was dotted with pockets of poisonous mist, greatly restricting movement.

The three guides, having been quiet for so long, could no longer hold back, "Are you planning to act now?"

Xiaoli turned back to ask, "What do you want to do?"

Balong said, "Hero, since the undead along the way have been vanquished and the road is safe, we can quickly return to report to the tribes and bring a united force here. With enough manpower, it would be more secure."

Xiaoli immediately agreed, "Very well, go and come back quickly. We’ll camp here to prevent any changes."

"Great!"

The three guides were delighted, and after making an agreement, they each turned back and disappeared into the misty night.

Hu Neng asked, "Brother Li, do we need to wait for those demon races to gather here?"

The demons here had all been driven away by the undead, shrinking to the edges of the Mire Marsh. They were weak, disunited, and rather wary of outsiders, offering no alliance value, let alone needing their help to clear the boss.

Xiaoli understood his meaning, saying only, "Their return trip will take at least until tomorrow. If delayed by some disagreement, it could take even longer."

Hu Neng said, "Right, that’s why I asked. Time in the Secret Realm battleground is precious; we must be quick."

Xiaoli pulled him aside and said, "Exactly. That’s why I deliberately sent them away to avoid any complications here."

He sneakily glanced at their retreat path, ensuring they hadn’t returned, then continued, "Besides, the spoils here are their Holy Artifacts. If their people are around, they might change their minds, disagree with us taking them, and we might end up fighting."

Hu Neng suddenly understood, "You mean...."

"Let’s quickly clean up the aftermath, grab the stuff, and run!" Xiaoli said, his eyes burning with determination.