Chapter 2982: Cooperation

“Fang Heng, an interesting strength. Even though I’m not in my best state, I’ve already played all my trump cards. I believe your true strength is more than this. There’s no need to continue–this time, I admit defeat.”

As he spoke, Sura gradually let his strength dissipate on his own, with blood continuously oozing out from his skin.

But this time, Sura’s body no longer healed itself.

“I hope you can inherit the will of our race… and allow us to further evolve and survive…”

Fang Heng looked at Sura gradually releasing his strength, and also let go of his grip.

In fact, he wasn’t as relaxed as he seemed.

His ultimate skill, Everlasting Moon, had indeed not been used yet. Various sacred study and necromancy abilities hadn’t been activated either. But to deal with someone like Sura, whose stamina and physical enhancements were taken to the extreme, aside from Everlasting Moon, most of his other abilities were only supportive at best.

The key was that Sura’s physical strength had far exceeded his expectations.

If he hadn’t ambushed a large number of Lickers before the battle and buried them beneath the ship using the stealth skill to share the damage through “Life Diversion”, he really wouldn’t have endured it.

Even the effect of the undead physique wasn’t enough to recover from it!

Fang Heng stared at Sura, his eyes full of deep wariness.

Sura alone was already difficult to deal with–if he had to face both Proust of the Death Realm and his cultivator Mu Qingxin at the same time, could he handle it?

Even with help from the spawn’s Star Eye, it was still unstable.

Sura’s body gradually decayed. He slowly reached his right hand into his own open mouth.

“Gulp, gulp…”

Sura pulled out a cocoon from his body and threw it toward Fang Heng.

“I’ll find a safe place to hibernate again. I hope when I wake up next time, the war between cultivators will be over.”

Fang Heng caught the cocoon Sura had thrown at him and was slightly surprised by Sura’s decisive surrender.

[Hint: The player obtained the Ouroboros cocoon (Complete).]

“Wait.”

“What is it?”

Fang Heng thought for a moment and threw the Ouroboros cocoon back to Sura.

“Pa!”

More than half of Sura’s body had already dissolved. He reached out his left hand and caught the cocoon again, looking at Fang Heng, “What do you mean?”

“Don’t be in such a hurry to leave. I want you to do something for me.”

“What is it?”

“I’ll be dueling another Newborn. The opponent is quite strong, and I want you to help me restrain their ‘cultivator’, keep them from interfering.”

Fang Heng pointed at the cocoon in Sura’s hand and said, “That will be your payment. Once it’s done, we’re even.”

Sura didn’t reply immediately. He just looked at Fang Heng, paused briefly, then said, “Cultivators usually don’t interfere in fights between newborns, but there are exceptions. I’m more curious, where’s your ‘cultivator’?”

Fang Heng shrugged, “Don’t even mention it. He’s unreliable. I don’t trust him.”

“A fair deal. I’ll give it my all, but I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to restrain a cultivator of equal strength.”

Sura thought for a moment and swallowed the cocoon back into his abdomen. He continued, “There’s still one more problem: the aura we exposed has already drawn the Shadow Clan’s pursuit. How do we leave safely?”

“With your strength, leaving here is easy. As for me, you don’t need to worry. Remember the coordinate address. Come find me at the ship within seven days. I’ve already given you access.”

Fang Heng quickly reported the world coordinate address and formed an imprint in front of him, slowly closing his eyes.

Chi, chi chi…

A dark magic array appeared beneath Fang Heng’s feet.

Thick black fog seeped from the array and quickly enveloped him entirely.

Sura watched as Fang Heng disappeared into the fog, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

As the World of Forests rapidly contracted and vanished, Sura chuckled softly.

“An interesting fellow…”

Not far away, several races who had noticed something unusual were rapidly gathering toward the exploded ship.

“What’s going on?”

“No idea.”

Suddenly, everyone noticed that the forest domain ahead was rapidly shrinking, and with a loud bang…

“Boom!!!”

A dense swarm of mutant worms erupted from the exploding forest!

“Careful! Mutant worms!”

Amid the chaotic battle against the mutant swarm, three elves who were drawn by the aura gathered behind the bushes and exchanged glances, surprise flashing in their eyes.

“That aura just now…”

“Mm.” The eldest elf showed a grave expression and nodded. “Yes. It was the aura of the Tree of Life. I observed traces of elf cultivation in the trees.”

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

How could the aura of the Tree of Life appear on a human? And with signs of elf cultivation?

Too strange!

“I left a tracking signal on the sacred tree, but the signal has been disrupted by some power and can’t be followed…”

“The imprint should last at least three years. The priority now is to suspend this mission and report back to the Elf Temple. I believe the temple will have a way to trace it.”

“Understood.”

…

Seven days later.

Death Realm.

A layer of gloom shrouded the air.

Since the Death Realm Orb was teleported away, the aura of the Death Realm had grown thinner by the day.

“Recently, the concentration of aura in the Death Realm has drastically declined. It’s no longer just about soul crystals, this aura is making all our people feel discomfort.”

“The environmental changes are forcing us to make compromises. But some stubborn ones still refuse to leave, and recently, there have been some negative rumors about you.”

“Oh? Really?” Fang Heng glanced at his undead world mission approval level and asked, “What are they saying?”

Kotal replied helplessly, “The rumors say that your arrival caused the world’s changes. Many members of the Dark Clan were forced into the New World, but they still long for the Death Realm, hoping to one day return to the Netherworld.”

Fair enough.

Fang Heng thought he could understand that.

It was their homeland, after all.

But he still had to complete his Underworld Lord advancement mission.

“Mr. Fang Heng, can we really do it?”

Kotal looked at Fang Heng with a bit of hope in his eyes, “Can you truly eliminate the Disaster? Bring peace back to the Death Realm?”

“Hmm… probably.”

Fang Heng thought to himself, there was a chance to eliminate the Disaster, but returning the Death Realm to peace? Probably not.

After all, the Death Realm Orb had already been teleported away. The realm would eventually turn into a normal world.

“It’s come to this, no choice but to go all in.”

“Understood.”

Kotal’s face turned grave, and he nodded, “My people and I will do everything we can. Please follow me.”