Chapter 271: Mental Power Rating Updating…

Chapter 271: Spiritual Power Rating updating...

Wu Yue shook her head without hesitation, "No, I refuse."

Malice spread rapidly, countless shadows erupted from the dark corners of the ancient castle, devouring the already weak sunlight completely with overwhelming darkness.

The shadows shrieked and howled, madly clawing their way into Wu Yue's body. Without hesitation, Wu Yue turned and ran.

She glanced at the path she had come from, then decisively chose another route, as if guided by an unseen force.

The shadows converged, growing larger and denser, pressing relentlessly behind Wu Yue. A fleeting glance revealed contorted, ghastly blue faces on those shadows—all her teammates, friends, and loved ones.

Yet Wu Yue remained composed, not a shred of panic.

She reminded herself: Stay calm. You must stay calm.

Wu Yue sprinted at full speed, barely evading the massive black claws reaching out from the shadows.

At a sharp turn, she spotted a small, pupilless pitch-black figure.

The little figure waved at her. This time, Wu Yue didn’t hesitate—she turned and followed.

The boy from last night led her down a path, one so dark its end was invisible.

Sometimes, light doesn’t mean hope, and darkness isn’t necessarily doom.

Wu Yue ran down the pitch-black path, betting the boy embodied the witch’s mercy.

When the underground pool reappeared before her, Wu Yue knew—her gamble paid off!

But that wasn’t all.

But Wu Yue needed more.

She grabbed the boy before he could leave. "Escaping isn’t my goal. I need to find Ambika.

She’s the witch—I believe she’s still alive. When I touched her, her body was warm, with a pulse and heartbeat.

Mrs. Leah couldn’t have killed her. Two hundred years of blood sacrifices were enough for Ambika to leave this dungeon and reach the Order Realm.

Tell me! How do I find her!"

The boy froze. He opened his palm, revealing a blood-red bone nail.

With his other hand, he pointed to his heart, conveying: Plunge the nail through Mrs. Leah’s heart, and she will die.

Wu Yue took the nail, drew the boy close with one arm, and kissed his forehead. "Thank you, child."

The boy looked up in shock, tears rolling from his hollow eyes. A white flash—and the boy, trapped here for so long, was finally freed.

The moment Wu Yue took the nail, the shadows shrieked and vanished in a putrid, searing blaze. The shadows’ screams faded into the stench of burning flesh.

"Impossible!! How—how did you do this?!"

Wu Yue looked down at the bloody pool, mere inches away—she had nearly walked into it herself.

Leah’s face, always arrogant and triumphant, contorted in disbelief. Wu Yue charged at Mrs. Leah with all her strength, rammed the bone nail deep into her heart.

Mrs. Leah convulsed violently. "You fool—this can’t kill me! Never!!"

Wu Yue's lips curled into a smile. "True, this alone won't kill you.

But what if we add Ambika to the mix?"

Lady Leah's eyes flew wide with horror, but before she could react to Wu Yue's intent, Wu Yue's powerful momentum sent them both plunging into the blood-filled pool.

Mrs. Leah opened her mouth. "You're insane! You'll die too!"

Wu Yue kicked her viciously, and her words were drowned in blood, leaving only a trail of echoing bubbles.

The moment they hit the water, a powerful undertow from the depths dragged them deeper into the pool.

The blood in the pool, tainted by two centuries of sacrificial rituals, seethed with resentment and malice. The instant Wu Yue submerged, her body began corroding rapidly—her scalp peeled away, and even the hand clutching the bone spike and Mrs. Leah softened and decayed.

But Wu Yue didn't hesitate for a second. The pain could no longer shake her resolute will.

To restrain the thrashing Mrs. Leah, Wu Yue even formed a single-handed mudra, muttering an immobilization incantation to deny her any chance of escape.

Even as her hand corroded, Wu Yue mentally reconstructed the hand sign in her mind, maintaining control over Mrs. Leah's movements.

Bound by this ancient Eastern magic, Leah couldn't move a muscle.

Finally, sheer terror and agony unlocked a memory buried deep—Ambika's curse before she was sealed away.

"Leah Norfolk, I curse you! With the inherited power of black witches through generations, I curse you!!"

"In 200 years, you will die in the bloody pool you take such pride in, perishing like an insignificant insect beneath the feet of those you scorned!!"

"You will pay the price for your arrogance, your cruelty, your heartless indifference!!"

"The time has come. The curse takes effect."

Mrs. Leah's beautiful visage corroded completely, reducing her to just another nameless sacrifice among thousands—a putrid, twisted carcass, her insides long infested with rot.

"Congratulations, Chiyan Wuyue, for successfully defeating the dungeon boss Mrs. Leah. Reward from the black witch: Mental Pollution reset to zero. Current Mental Pollution level: 0%."

"Congratulations, Chiyan Wuyue, for successfully defeating the dungeon boss Mrs. Leah. Reward from the black witch: Awakened Ability—Blood Fusion·Elemental Manipulation Lv.1."

"Scanning current bodily damage. Activating Awakened Ability—Blood Fusion·Elemental Manipulation (Water Element) Lv.1. Full recovery achieved."

"Awakened Ability—Blood Fusion·Elemental Manipulation (Water Element) Lv.1 upgraded to Lv.2."

"Additional bonus triggered: Blood Regeneration Speed +100%."

"Detecting current spiritual energy fluctuations. Updating spiritual energy rating..."

"Update complete."

"Current spiritual energy rating: S-Class."

Surrounded by the stench of blood and decay, the night throbbed with crimson flashes.

The corrosion had fully exposed the ruby in Wu Yue's mind. Its destruction and subsequent reconstruction shattered the restraints on her psychic power once more.

With Mrs. Leah gone, Wu Yue lost her target, and her fall began to slow.

Until—her feet found purchase.

Suddenly, slimy tendrils erupted from below, coiling around her limbs. Countless skeletal hands reached out with bony claws grasping to immobilize Wu Yue's movements.

Wu Yue's eyes snapped open underwater, clearly fed up with this scenario.

She silently parted her lips, "Don’t try the same move again."

The seaweed and skeletons dissolved away, and even the blood-red water surface was drained in an instant.

A cracked, barren stretch of land appeared before her eyes. To her surprise, Wu Yue realized this was the legendary Swamp Abyss.

The ground was pocked with bubbling black pits, woods shrouded in dark mist, and crows cawed in the distance from the depths of the forest. Everything looked ominous and eerie.

Wu Yue walked deeper into the swamp until a plain little wooden shack appeared before her.

"Miss Wu Yue, please come in and have a seat."

The woman's voice sounded extremely aged and hoarse, like a crow’s raspy croak.

Yet Wu Yue pushed the door open naturally, as if merely visiting an old friend.

She gazed at the elderly black witch, her snow-white hair and face carved with wrinkles.

"Hello, Miss Ambika."