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Chapter 773: A Worthy Victory

But if he didn\'t take this risk, how would he be fit to party up with someone like Zhang Lie?

The wheels of time to Fang Yi\'s back began to fade. This monstrous technique required a commensurate cost, one far larger than Fang Yi had to pay when he used this technique in the past.

His peak-grade spear began to crack, and even his own body was giving out. He bled out of all his orifices, the bones in his arms began to creak, and green veins appeared on his forehead. All his strength was barely enough to control the motion of the spear.

All around Fang Yi, space and time began to splinter and crack. Unusual pitch-black thorn-like protrusions appeared by the edges of Fang Yi\'s vision, seeming to skewer space.

The six combined energies formed a cyclone around Fang Yi and his spear. Fang Yi tried to condense the energies further with his willpower, but he found himself unable to do so at all. The already unstable construction began to spiral out of control. Fang Yi\'s skin began to bleed. His capillaries burst, and blood gushed out of tears in his skin.

All Fang Yi could do was howl as he released the frightening medley of energy.

Fang Yi had never once imagined that his spear could feel so heavy. This wasn\'t the first time he had used this technique, but he had never tried to combine so much energy before. Just tossing out the spear drained all the energy from his body.

As Fang Yi loosed the spear, it shot toward the apex of the pyramid like a cyclone on the move.

The frozen world of gray splintered in an instant.

A tsunami or a volcanic eruption would be nothing more than a minor inconvenience compared to this apocalyptic blow. The explosion from Fang Yi\'s condensation of unstable energies destroyed everything in its path; nothing could stop the attack.

The two scarabs were annihilated, and half the black sand in the desert seemed to vaporize. Even the hidden layers of the scarabs\' bodies, deep within the sand, were forcibly revealed by the attack.

The cyclone\'s eye was like a black hole, devouring and absorbing everything in sight, including the scarabs\' centipede-like bodies.

Fang Yi was shocked by what was revealed. The disaster-grade scarabs, whose bodies were segmented like centipedes, each segment of which could become an independent scarab if detached, were uprooted in their entirety.

Their bodies were incredibly long—stretching thousands of meters deep, like some manner of weed hidden beneath the desert.

Fang Yi was very relieved that he had such a trump card. If he were to continue fighting with the disaster-grade scarabs as he had been doing, he would surely have exhausted all of his stamina without any success.

Fang Yi\'s cyclone spun and spun, pulling more and more of the disaster-grade scarabs\' bodies out of the sand, like a tape measure retracting tape.

The attack was so forceful and fast that the scarabs were unable to react in time, and couldn\'t muster any resistance against the attack.

Only then did Fang Yi realize that his foe hadn\'t been two such scarabs, but just one: the two scarabs\' centipede-like bodies, much of which had been hidden beneath the sand, were actually connected.

Fang Yi\'s attack was so sudden that the scarabs couldn\'t even voluntarily cut off the afflicted parts of their body to save themselves.

The cyclone distorted space and time along its path. The black bandages tried to form a wall to halt its advance, but to no avail. The cyclone struck the pyramid with overwhelming force.

Finally, the aftermath of Fang Yi\'s attack made itself known. In the process of charging up the technique, Fang Yi had generated huge amounts of energy all around him. The only reason that energy had yet to explode was because of the frozen world of gray that Fang Yi had erected. With the stasis gone, the pent-up energy exploded all around Fang Yi.

Flurries of black sand rose into the air, and the entire black spirit world was shaken by the eruption. The black spirits that were starting to gather around Fang Yi were all sent flying; the resulting aftershock from the technique wiped away everything in sight.

The peak-grade spear in Fang Yi\'s hands disintegrated, and he knelt down on the floor panting, his entire body drained and bereft of vital energy.

He raised his head and looked forward. There was a gaping hole in the desert where black sand had once been located. Huge quantities of black spirits were sent flying by the aftermath of the technique, and the disaster-grade sand scarabs had finally been killed. Left behind on the black sand was a sparkling disaster-grade core.

[You successfully killed a disaster-grade golden sand scarab. By consuming the core of the disaster-grade golden sand scarab, you may receive one to ten disaster gene fragments.]

The pyramid didn\'t fare much better. The frightening combination attack had pierced through its impenetrable shell, and the pyramid was now missing over three quarters of its infrastructure. A gaping hole was visible through its exterior, giving a glimpse into the buildings within.

Fang Yi could see that within the black pyramid was something akin to a labyrinth, with countless corridors and dangerous traps—but there was no sign of the king of the realm purported to live here.

"Hold on. Where\'s the king of the black spirits?"

Not only that, there didn\'t seem to be a single living lifeform within the pyramid, or even a black spirit.

"What\'s going on?" Fang Yi murmured to himself. Was there something wrong with the draconians\' information?

Fang Yi\'s heart began to palpitate, and cold sweat peppered his forehead. The black sand around Fang Yi suddenly began to move. Three whirlpools appeared in three different parts of the pyramid, and three smaller pyramids appeared from the centers of those whirlpools…