Song Fei's emotions were too fervent, infecting all the spectators.

With the fire of our reason, burn away all bizarre narratives!

This was the motto of the Taleblade Building.

Every dormitory building participating in the Building Wars would have such a motto, carved right on the building's wall.

"The players from the Taleblade Building are truly insane. Becoming a new god—that's a lofty ambition!"

"As far as I know, the Taleblade Building is a dorm with a very poor ecosystem, right?"

"A high mortality rate means high rewards. The Taleblade Building might actually be a good dormitory building, suitable for the strong!"

"Purgatory still isn't up to par. He lost just like that. But what's the deal with this Song Fei? Did he get himself banned?"

"Mad King Building? Never heard of it. Trash on the roadside."

Song Fei's advertisement was very effective, making a crowd of players look at the Taleblade Building with newfound respect.

...

Although he knew they had won, the Bandaged Man wasn't particularly happy. Instead, his mood was heavy.

He said to the man dressed like an Office Worker, "Old Xue, I want you to turn Song Fei into a corpse, to make him completely dead."

The man dressed like an Office Worker glanced at his wristwatch, looking like he was in a hurry to get to work. "Song Fei should transform into a powerful tale. Aren't you planning to utilize that? That should be his wish too, right?"

The Bandaged Man shook his head.

"Song Fei was tortured so badly by tales, how could he possibly want to become one?"

"Even though the strife between us never stopped."

"Whether it's you, me, or him, I hope when we leave, we can all go with some dignity."

The man dressed like an Office Worker shook his head. "I refuse."

"Why?!"

"Because that kind of sentiment is meaningless. Letting him become a tale to strengthen the Taleblade Building's power is more practical."

"You bastard!"

"Thank you for the compliment!!"

...

The Bandaged Man and the Bloody Robe had never doubted that Song Fei would lose.

Because they knew how powerful the Blood-Red Box was.

However, when the players of the Mad King Building saw only Song Fei remaining in the arena, they all panicked.

Because they didn't know how powerful Xu Lang was.

Over three hundred thousand Nightmare Coins, if all used for reinforcement, even a toy gun might be able to blow Song Fei's head off with one shot.

"Where is Xu Lang?" Cao Yaxuan's face was full of panic, at a loss.

"Lang Ge couldn't have..." Xu Xiaomeng desperately covered her ears with her hands, terrified of hearing the Coliseum announce the winner's name.

Wang Yazhi's expression was grave. Her cold, clear eyes rapidly scanned every inch of the Coliseum. Although Song Fei had made his victory declaration, she didn't believe Xu Lang would lose.

Tong Qi, Zhen Lu, Xu Ruyan, Han Zhixiu, Sherry, Senior Sister Red Butterfly, Gu Ya, and the other women felt as if struck by lightning.

The faces of Wu Huihui, Zheng Kai, Bai Wuya, Li Shuwen, and the other Mad King Building players also seemed to freeze solid.

It's over!

It's all over!

Once Xu Lang died, the entire Dorm 200 would quickly collapse, followed by the entire dormitory building!

At the same time, some Mad King Building players felt excitement.

They firmly believed that as long as Xu Lang died, the game's difficulty in the Mad King Building would be greatly reduced.

The participants in the Coliseum could hear all the discussions from the spectator stands. A demon-god-like figure descended gracefully and leisurely from a black vortex.

All the spectators outside the arena were drawn to this figure as he recited loudly.

"Are you all finished talking?"

"Who told you I was already dead?"

Two questions, delivered without much emphasis, yet they exploded like thunderclaps in the hearts of all the spectators!

"That's Purgatory? He's not dead?!"

"It's not over yet, the duel isn't over!"

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! Purgatory is actually alive, no wonder the Coliseum hasn't announced the winner!"

Exclamations and shouts surged like tidal waves, churning violently above the Coliseum.

All the players from the Taleblade Building stood up, staring in disbelief at the figure standing in the air.

Xu Lang's new transformation form was even more dazzling than before. His stature was majestic, black and white energies intertwined around him, and that sense of being both god-like and demonic was even stronger.

Putting on a show was one thing, but Xu Lang didn't neglect the main task either.

He stared down at Song Fei, who was mutating below, raised both hands high. His large black and white sleeves slid down, revealing two arms as crystalline as jade, completely different from the withered, aged state they were in before.

"Yin-Yang Power - Sword Cascade!"

Above Song Fei's head, in the sky, countless black and white longswords, like splashed ink, coalesced in the air and then suddenly fell, looking like a circular, inverted waterfall!

"No!!!" The Bandaged Man lost his composure and roared wildly.

The aura contained within that sword cascade was extremely mysterious, giving even him an unfathomable feeling.

And the unknown represents danger!

Xu Lang was terrifyingly strong now.

[Yin-Yang Corpse Immortal Transformation Card]

[Type: Permanent Item]

[Level: 15]

[Rarity: Epic]

[Attributes: Constitution 350, Spirit 250]

[Skills: Yin-Yang Power (Epic), Yang Extreme Creation (Epic), Yin Extreme Death Calamity (Legendary), Ethereal and Untraceable (Legendary), Shatter Bone Seal Territory (Uncommon)]

[Effect: After use, transform into the Yin-Yang Corpse Immortal, obtaining the corresponding skills and attributes. Duration: 5 minutes. Cooldown: 30 minutes]

[Description: A corpse immortal who has mastered the mysteries of Yin and Yang. Yin dies, Yang is born; Yang dies, Yin is born. Life and death are inverted, neither born nor dead, neither destroyed nor decaying.]

[Yin-Yang Power: Consume Spiritual Energy or stamina to generate Yin-Yang Power that can transform into various forms.]

[Yang Extreme Creation: 90% of damage received can be converted into temporary attributes or used to heal oneself.]

[Yin Extreme Death Calamity: Extreme Yin power reduces the target's defense and deals true damage.]

[Ethereal and Untraceable: Virtualizes spatial distance, shortening movement range.]

After one wave of Extreme Yin longswords rained down, Song Fei's defense dropped to freezing point. And now, the sword formation had lasted a full ten seconds. Song Fei was already dead beyond dead.

Xu Lang stood in the air, supported by Yin-Yang Power beneath his feet. With a casual hook of his slender finger, the sword cascade in the sky instantly dissipated. Immediately after, a flying sword shot out, piercing through Song Fei's chest and lifting him into the air.

This little combo was too cool, causing the spectators to exclaim repeatedly.

Now that the commotion caused by the sword formation had faded, the ecstatic voices of Cao Yaxuan and the others also reached Xu Lang's ears.

They snapped out of their shock, weeping for joy. Their hearts, which had died countless times, trembled once again.

"You are worthy enough to die under my Herding Chains!"

After transforming, Xu Lang's voice was deep and resonant, yet tinged with an ethereal quality, very unique.

The Scarlet Herding Chains flew out, clamped onto Song Fei, and began frantically extracting.

Song Fei was dead. The Coliseum could close at any moment, so the Scarlet Herding Chains extracted with extreme ferocity. In the blink of an eye, Song Fei became a desiccated corpse.

Although the things extracted might not be able to be taken out of the Coliseum, not trying at all would leave a sense of unwillingness.

Just then, immortal cranes cried out.

The Essence Souls of two immortal cranes flew out from within Song Fei's body and plunged into Xu Lang's chest.

The flight speed of these cranes was extremely fast. To outsiders, they were just two streaks of light. But Xu Lang still had time to use his Nightmare Eye to scan them once. After confirming there was no harm, he didn't dodge.