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In the sky above, the leaders of the two great undead armies were locked in a life-and-death struggle.
On one side was the leader, an undead bone dragon with 400,000 years of cultivation.
Its massive body was adorned with scales that glowed with a faint, eerie blood light, exuding an aura of unmatched ferocity.
Opposing it was a ghostly bone tiger, the leader of the other army.
With 300,000 years of cultivation, its entire body radiated a dark, spectral energy, and its eyes gleamed with cold arrogance.
"Undead Bone Dragon, your reign is over! This is my era now!" the ghostly bone tiger roared, its bone claws shimmering with ghostly light as it lunged fiercely at the bone dragon.
"Hmph! You're nothing but a ghost. How dare you challenge me!" the bone dragon sneered, swinging its massive claws to meet the bone tiger's attack.
The two clashed violently in the air, unleashing energy waves that shook the entire Undead World.
Shui Wuya could feel every tremor of the battlefield, each clash resonating deep within his heart.
As the battle progressed, the ghostly bone tiger began to fall behind, emitting low, guttural growls of frustration.
Though its strength was inferior to that of the undead bone dragon, it displayed an unyielding will in the face of certain death.
However, the bone dragon showed no mercy.
It opened its enormous maw, releasing a jet of pitch-black dragon breath that engulfed the ghostly bone tiger in a flash of destructive light.
"Roar!"
The ghostly bone tiger let out a piercing howl as its body disintegrated into wisps of gray smoke, scattering with the wind.
The undead bone dragon stood proudly in the sky, unchallenged and unmovable in its dominance.
The battle was over.
The bone dragon army had defeated the ghost army.
Cheers of victory echoed throughout the Undead World.
Suddenly, a deep rumbling emanated from the ground below.
One after another, powerful auras surged from the underground, as the slain skeleton army revived once more.
They rose like an unstoppable tide, surging back into the fray.
In the sky, even the ghostly bone tiger was resurrected out of thin air!
This time, its revived form emitted an even stronger aura, its power reaching a new pinnacle.
It was on the verge of breaking through the 300,000-year cultivation barrier!
"So, it broke through at the last moment. Revival has allowed it to surpass its previous limits.
Even the skeleton soldiers have grown stronger after the battle, their power significantly enhanced!"
As Shui Wuya observed the battlefield where the undead army was once again reborn, deep thoughts began to stir in his mind.
The world's size is finite, capable of housing only a limited number of beings.
Just now, he felt a sense of fullness—a sensation conveyed by the world itself.
Indeed, humans, with their lifespans of merely a few hundred years, do not take up much space.
But the undead, with their eternal lives, once they grow stronger, permanently occupy the world's capacity.
This implies that the undead's continual strengthening and reproduction could eventually cause the world's capacity to overflow, leading to catastrophic consequences.
"As expected, every existence that defies the natural order comes with unforeseen costs!"
After careful consideration, Shui Wuya recognized the drawbacks of the Undead World.
To maintain balance in the Undead World, he needed to introduce a method for energy to recycle.
But until he found a better solution, he had to first control the number of undead.
After some contemplation, Shui Wuya decided to adopt a method similar to the soul beasts' thunder tribulation.
He resolved that from now on, every undead that reaches 100,000 years of cultivation must undergo a tribulation.
This tribulation would be a life-and-death test, and any undead that fails to pass it would lose their immortality, unable to resurrect ever again.
With this approach, Shui Wuya could effectively control the number of undead, preventing the Undead World from over-expanding and triggering a catastrophe.
"Extreme Ice Power!"
Standing within the Undead World, Shui Wuya gently raised his hand. Threads of Extreme Ice Power danced like fine lines, weaving through the laws of heaven and earth.
Under Shui Wuya's design, the Undead World was infused with the power of Extreme Ice. Whenever an undead creature reached 100,000 years of cultivation, it would have to endure an Ice Tribulation.
The fusion of Extreme Ice Power with the Undead World triggered an astonishing phenomenon.
A powerful snowstorm instantly enveloped the entire Undead World.
The icy force crystallized into snowflakes, swirling in the air, transforming the realm into a vast silver sea.
"What terrifying power!"
"Is this the end of the world?"
The soldiers of the skeletal army were petrified, their souls nearly scattering as they fled in all directions, desperately seeking shelter from this catastrophe.
"What is this!?"
The Ghostly Bone Tiger, having just resurrected, was utterly shaken by the sudden onslaught of ice and snow.
It attempted to escape but found itself tightly bound by the power of space, forced to face the tribulation head-on.
"What is this cursed thing?"
The Undead Bone Dragon, high in the sky, also sensed the formidable nature of this force.
Although the tribulation was not directed at him, he felt as if a heavy shackle had been placed on him, a reminder that when he reached 500,000 years of cultivation, he too would face a trial by tribulation.
Realizing this, the bone dragon was filled with reverence for this mysterious power and dared not speak out of turn anymore.
"Interesting."
This was Shui Wuya's first time editing the laws of heaven and earth, and he found himself caught up in the thrill of it.
As a result, he accidentally enhanced the power of one of the tribulations several times over.
The Ghostly Bone Tiger, struggling through its tribulation, suddenly sensed something amiss.
"What's happening?"
The Ghostly Bone Tiger lifted its head, only to see a pillar of frost appear above it, looming ominously.
In the next moment, the pillar of frost descended like a mountain, freezing the Ghostly Bone Tiger in place.
Its body shattered in an instant, blood scattering like snowflakes.
"Huh?"
Shui Wuya was momentarily stunned by the tragic scene before him.
This was his first time controlling a tribulation, and he hadn't paid attention to the intensity—sorry for accidentally obliterating you.
Light gathered as the Ghostly Bone Tiger resurrected once again, staring at the fading tribulation with fear.
This time, however, its cultivation had dropped to 290,000 years, but a mysterious blue frost mark had appeared on its body, glowing with a mystical aura.
"What is this?"
Shui Wuya was intrigued.
He probed the mark with his spiritual power and was shocked by what he discovered.
This mystical frost mark was the result of the Ghostly Bone Tiger's bones being refined by the Extreme Ice Power during the tribulation, leaving an indelible imprint!
This mark enhanced the tiger's bloodline with the power of frost.
Not only would it make future tribulations easier for it to overcome, but it also made the tiger even stronger!
Moreover, Shui Wuya noticed that despite the tiger's increased strength after resurrection, it no longer occupied more of the world's capacity.
It had become more refined, more elite!
*[The Undead World has gained the "Extreme Ice Tribulation" and "Frost Mark." The laws of heaven and earth are becoming more complete. Current completeness: 50%!]*
"Is this even possible?"
Hearing the system notification, Shui Wuya was overjoyed.
He had stumbled upon an extraordinary exploit!
By leveraging this exploit, he could ensure that the undead continued to grow stronger without worrying about the Undead World running out of capacity.
Until he found a way to recycle energy, this was undoubtedly the best solution!
(End of Chapter)