Urban Wolf King

Wang Yan, who was thrown into the deep pit, collided with the ground, feeling dizzy and confused, unable to struggle to his feet for a moment.

Just as Wang Yan barely stood up, he saw countless more scholars being thrown into the deep pit, some falling on him, knocking Wang Yan back to the ground again.

At this moment, as Wang Yan regained a sliver of clarity, he tried to dodge the scholars falling from the sky, looking around, hoping to find a flaw in this Illusion Realm.

Wang Yan knew that this Illusion Realm, just like his own Soul Skill Earth Covering, was an Illusion Realm formed by a soul skill.

By now, only by finding the flaw in this Illusion Realm could he restore his powers and escape from here.

However, more and more scholars were falling from the sky, gradually filling the entire pit, and Wang Yan still hadn't found the Illusion Realm's flaw.

At this moment, the soldiers around the pit began to pour dirt into it, intending to bury all the scholars there.

Wang Yan's heart was filled with anxiety, and at this moment, he could hear scholars around him crying, begging, cursing.

These sounds continued to drill into Wang Yan's ears, making his head buzz and dizzy.

Gradually, Wang Yan couldn't remember who he was or what he was doing.

Earlier, when Wang Yan was running around, he was trying to find the flaw in the Illusion Realm, but as he ran, Wang Yan felt like he was running to avoid being buried by the falling dirt.

Gradually, Wang Yan was about to fully accept his identity as a scholar.

Just when Wang Yan was about to lose himself, the last trace of clarity flashed like lightning in the dark, waking him up instantly.

Wang Yan quickly bit his tongue, jolting himself, suddenly remembering his true identity.

However, although he remembered his true identity, his powers hadn't been restored. Wang Yan hurriedly started running again, evading being buried by the dirt overhead while searching once more for a flaw in the Illusion Realm.

But as he ran, Wang Yan's mind grew foggy again, once more lost between reality and illusion.

Just as Wang Yan was about to completely lose himself again, he bit his tongue a second time, regaining clarity.

Next, Wang Yan continued to swing between clarity and loss.

At this moment, Ying Zheng in mid-air watched coldly, laughing.

Under Ying Zheng's gaze, Wang Yan found himself inside a nine-level tower.

This nine-level tower continuously emitted dark light, trapping Wang Yan inside.

Wang Yan kept running inside the tower, each time awakening from confusion, he ran from one level to the next higher one.

As Wang Yan kept moving upwards, he got closer and closer to the tower's apex.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh coldly: "It seems you're nothing special, once you reach the tower's apex, you'll completely lose yourself, destined to become my slave forever."

Inside the tower, Wang Yan had already switched between confusion and clarity eight times, and he had reached the tower's eighth level.

The next level ahead was the irredeemable ninth level.

But Wang Yan himself didn't know he was inside a tower, in his eyes, what he saw were the scholars gradually being buried. What he heard were the constant curses and cries.

But these cursing and crying sounds grew weaker, as the dirt flying in from outside the pit was about to bury them all in the soil.

Yet Wang Yan, because of his constant running, evading the dirt falling from above, hadn't been buried like the other scholars, already trapped chest-deep.

At this moment, Wang Yan didn't know why he was running, his mind was in chaos.

If he continued running like this, Wang Yan would inevitably reach the final apex of the tower.

At this moment, Wang Yan suddenly saw the scholars buried up to their chests, dying, and something flashed in his eyes, causing him to stop.

At this moment, Ying Zheng's smile turned into a frown, and with a cold humph in his heart, he thought: Only one more step, yet he stopped, seems like I need to lend him a hand.

As Ying Zheng's thought moved, the dirt around Wang Yan fell even more frantically, burying Wang Yan's calves in an instant.

However, Wang Yan still stood there, unmoving.

The dirt kept falling from overhead, higher and higher, gradually burying Wang Yan's calves, thighs, waist...

Still, Wang Yan stood there, unmoving.

At this, Ying Zheng outside the tower frowned deeply.

Anyone who'd been drawn into the tower's Illusion Realm inevitably ran around, seeking a flaw to escape.

This Illusion Realm exploited everyone's fears, making them run continuously, leading them into Ying Zheng's trap.

This method never failed, no one had ever escaped it.

Though some had stopped midway, they usually fled again under Ying Zheng's pressure.

Seeing Wang Yan, buried to his waist yet unmoving, he was the first.

Ying Zheng dared not let the dirt rise higher; if Wang Yan were truly buried, though injured, he couldn't become Ying Zheng's slave.

A cold light flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, determined to make Wang Yan take that final step.

At this thought, countless flames flew into the pit from all around, burning books.

The flames surged within the pit, and all the scholars inside burned, wailing in pain and hoarseness.

The scent of charred flesh spread everywhere.

The pit had turned into a Hell within the Human World.

Though Wang Yan was buried to the waist, he could still stride out with effort to escape.

But even as countless flames approached, Wang Yan remained unmoving where he stood.

Ying Zheng gritted his teeth again, and all around the pit, soldiers drew their longbows, aiming sharp arrows at Wang Yan.

The "whizzing" sounds continued, arrows fell all around Wang Yan, yet he remained unmoving, letting the arrows fall around him.

At this, Ying Zheng could no longer suppress his fury and cursed: "Impossible, he can't possibly understand the flaw in my Soul Skill, he must be scared stupid! Humph, since I can't subdue him, I might as well kill him."

Ying Zheng had lost his patience, raising a finger outside the tower, pointing at the still-confused Wang Yan.

"Seven Kills Finger!"

This finger pierced through layers of illusions, aiming to strike down Wang Yan.

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