Chapter Twenty-Two: The Blue Giant Hand

  Under the night sky of heavy rain.

  In the midst of Ye Han's incredulous and shocked gaze, at the center of the rampaging thunder, sat a mysterious figure shrouded in black robes.

  Endless lightning emits a terrifying glow, as if to tear apart the darkness under the night sky, accompanied by violent sound waves and rainwater, almost plunging the entire sky into a thick layer of thunderbolts, emitting a destructive aura...

  It's hard to imagine that any living thing could exist in such an extreme environment. But the scene before him completely exceeded what Ye Han could have imagined. This almost unimaginable scenario unfolded thoroughly before his eyes, leaving his mind a complete blank.

  That mysterious figure, draped in a huge, cloak-like black robe, sat majestically amidst the raging thunderstorm, with mad lightning flashing around him, yet somehow warped and distorted by some invisible force.

  Ye Han's ears were filled with the sound of thunder, his entire field of vision was enveloped by the scene in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly the figure and appearance of that mysterious black-robed man. The only thing that could be felt was the icy gaze that pierced through the veil of the black hood.

  Ye Han felt the gaze, only to feel a chill run down his spine, as if it was a condescending glance from above. Perhaps in that instant when he looked up at the sky above the Undead Lake, the mysterious figure sitting in the midst of the thunderstorm, clad in a massive black cloak with a hood, had already discovered him. However, Ye Han might be as insignificant to him as an ant, so there was no desire to pay any attention.

  She just gave him a glance and then ignored him!

  "This... this is absolutely an existence beyond 9th level?!"

  A thought flashed through Ye Han's mind, uncontrollably. But just how strong was this mysterious figure in a black cloak? What level were they at? It had already exceeded the range of what he could understand. The only thing he knew was that it was very strong, very strong...

  Rumble!

  Another massive lightning bolt flashed across, the madly raging thunderbolts made the black night flicker into daylight, and a huge destructive force swept past the mysterious figure in the giant black cloak. However, as if twisted by some invisible force, the entire extension was directed straight down to the surface of the undead lake.

  A crisp crackling sound.

  A terrible force spread out from the center of the lake, countless tiny silver electric arcs raged wildly on the surface of the lake, flashing out countless dazzling sparks.

  Ye Han speculated, if this dead lake was like any other ordinary lake. Then it would be that last strike, and all the living creatures in the lake water, fish, shrimp, turtles, crabs, would all be electrocuted to death, completely extinct.

  But now this mysterious black-cloaked figure in black robes has led the lightning into the Undead Lake, what exactly does he want to do?

  What is his real purpose again?

  Ye Han felt that all of this was shrouded in mystery, and it was hard to imagine.

  At this moment, he seemed to have suddenly felt something. He was startled and abruptly opened his eyes wide towards the center of the Undead Lake.

  In his perception, a mighty life energy was drawn up from the center of the lake.

  "He, he's going to plunder the entire Undead Valley's life force?!" Ye Han discovered the true purpose of the mysterious black-robed person in the thunder, and felt stunned and shocked.

  At this moment, looking at the lake surface again, every inch of the lake surface covered by lightning is flashing with silver electric arcs, as if to imprint a strange spiritual mark, sweeping away the vast and unimaginable life energy in the entire lake water.

  Rumble, rumble, rumble.

  With the louder thunder, the sky was already covered with silver electricity everywhere, and more lightning was drawn down. One after another, without any restraint, they hacked towards the center of the surface of the Undying Lake.

  An even more terrifying vital energy was plundered and almost condensed into a substance...

  Even though they were separated by such a great distance, Ye Han simply took a deep breath and felt a refreshing air rise to the top of his head, his whole body feeling refreshed and invigorated, as if the fighting spirit within him had been elevated.

  However, the mysterious black-robed figure in the thunder and lightning, who wanted to snatch the life energy from the Undead Lake, had apparently also exhausted all his strength. His entire black robe was inflated, as if it had been pumped with air.

  Just at this moment, 'Thunderbolt' was another huge flash of lightning that struck the black-robed man who was at the very bottom.

  This time, because Zheng and the Undead Lake were in a stalemate, the mysterious black-robed figure was unable to dodge the lightning that struck his body.

  "Whoosh!"

  It was just in time to be hit, and at that moment, the huge black cloak-like black robe that had been covering his body was shattered into pieces, revealing the true face of the mysterious black-robed man underneath.

  "What's this? What is it?"

  Ye Han couldn't help but take a step forward, shocked into speechlessness.

  Under the mysterious black cloak, it was actually a white human skeleton, with no blood or flesh visible anywhere on the body. The whole atmosphere was deathly still. The only thing that could be seen was two faint, green ghost fires in the deeply sunken eye sockets.

  "Sorcery - Demon -"

  Ye Han almost squeezed out these two words from his throat.

  "The Witch" is not a witch, but a 9th-level undead attribute spiritual master who has transformed himself into an immortal monster to gain a longer life. He had seen such records in the books of the tribe before, so he recognized it at a glance.

  In the eyes of many, Spirit Masters with undead attributes are inherently evil, and 'Lich Witches' who transform themselves into monsters that hover between life and death are a forbidden existence. In many regions, they are explicitly prohibited, especially in areas under the jurisdiction of the Human Holy See. If their whereabouts become known, they will be pursued relentlessly by the Holy See.

  Never thought Ye Han would actually see this kind of thing here, a frightening existence that's almost legendary.

  Every witch is a true strongman. Because only those who have surpassed the ninth level of spiritual willpower are qualified to use the forbidden law to transform themselves into undead witches. Only the most elite, the crème de la crème, have the strength to go through the pain of transformation between life and death to become a real witch!

  So, any witch represents a truly terrible existence. Moreover, the one in front of us who can survive in thunder and even plot to plunder the vast life force within the mysterious and undying lake is absolutely not an ordinary witch, but the very top part of all witches.

  How could Ye Han possibly fathom the extent of this terrifying being's power?

  He was shocked by the increasing number of thunderbolts being drawn down, striking the surface of the Undead Lake, stirring up turbulent waves. More and more massive life energies were being plundered, pulled upwards, almost condensing into substance.

  Even the mysterious black-robed warlock couldn't help but get excited and ecstatic at this critical moment, his throat rubbing out an ear-piercing, sandpaper-like 'hahahaha' laughter.

  "Just one more step, just this last step, with such a vast and unimaginable life force. I can definitely be reborn from death and take that final step. It won't be in vain for me, 'Mokas', to have spent so much effort and several decades..."

  In the midst of his ecstatic excitement, he was about to absorb that enormous aggregation of life energy into his body. At this moment, the originally calm Undead Lake suddenly became enraged, and a huge whirlpool emerged from the center of the lake, with the vortex roaring and growing larger and larger.

  In the blink of an eye, a hundred-meter-high wave was stirred up, and from the swirling vortex, a gigantic blue hand made of lake water stretched out, grabbing towards the black-robed witch 'Mokas' in the sky, crushing her into powder. Along with the thunder that filled the sky, it was also crushed into nothingness, ceasing to exist...

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