The mask worn by the Director of God Hall was called “Five Emotions Spectrum.”
To obtain this piece of equipment, he had once exhausted the full might of God Hall, mass-producing and hunting down level-eight mutated lifeforms, even launching a cross-border war, before finally securing it from a level-eight wheel.
At the time, God Hall’s strength had dropped by at least 30%.
But the Director believed it was worth it.
And history proved him right.
Since acquiring the Five Emotions Spectrum, the Director’s power had ascended to another level. Alone, without assistance, he could already contend with level-eight mutated lifeforms. Under his leadership, God Hall’s strength quickly recovered and even surpassed its former heights.
The Director himself once said that the Five Emotions Spectrum was, after the Demon Vine, another pillar of his that he had obtained.
Now, this equipment was operating at full power.
Around the Director, five enormous facial expressions floated in midair. Alongside the initial smiling face, there were also crying, angry, sorrowful, and shocked faces.
“The boss is going all out.”
A researcher beside Dr. Ziche watched the battle unfold on a nearby energy screen and couldn’t help but sigh.
The last time the Director had fought with everything he had was when they slayed a level-nine lifeform—something these researchers hadn’t witnessed.
Dr. Ziche was currently using God Hall’s unique secret technique to recall their mutated creatures, sparing only a glance at the screen before remaining silent.
This device was used for remote control of experimental subjects, consuming a significant amount of energy. But since the Director was in combat, letting the researchers observe wasn’t a bad idea.
“Five Emotions Overwhelm Heaven… the King of Cloud Peak… sigh.”
Dr. Ziche murmured under his breath.
When he learned of Tong Lu, Silver, and Cheng Ou’s deaths, along with Ah Xiu’s severe injuries, his heart was shaken to the core.
He had never imagined that a single person could accomplish such feats.
As a member of God Hall, he naturally hated Ye Zhongming—but at the same time, he couldn’t help but feel awe toward the King of Cloud Peak.
One man, challenging the combined might of three major factions.
Even if he were destined to die here today, this moment would be remembered forever.
What Dr. Ziche had referred to as “Five Emotions Overwhelm Heaven” had already been unleashed.
Each of the five spectral faces—smiling, crying, sorrowful, angry, and shocked—launched their own attacks. Colorful musical notes rained down upon Ye Zhongming, each carrying a different debilitating effect.
Every time a note struck its target, it left a mark on Ye Zhongming’s body. By now, his form was already dotted with multicolored lights.
Meanwhile, the Chairman of Soul Merchant had done something even more extreme—he shoved his head into the central maw of his three-headed tiger.
When he pulled it back out, his face was riddled with seven or eight bloody holes.
Yet he was still grinning.
Then, his expression turned solemn, and he let out a deafening roar toward Ye Zhongming.
A gigantic spectral tiger head materialized, its jaws wide open, descending upon Ye Zhongming with crushing force.
The sheer pressure of this attack surpassed the previous tiger claws and tail strikes.
Ye Zhongming wasn’t idle either.
He had initially tried attacking the floating emotion faces, but finding them immune, he swiftly changed targets.
With a sweep of his palm, the Mistveil Terror Gauntlets unleashed “Mountain-Crushing Palm”—a colossal palm-shaped shadow crashing down toward the God Hall Director’s head.
Simultaneously, a beam of light shot from his wrist, streaking toward the Chairman.
In his other hand, his weapon switched from the Undead Sand Moon Blade to Wind and Thunder, which he plunged into the ground in a reverse grip.
A shockwave of energy erupted from the blades, surging forward.
This was the power imprinted upon them by the molten hammer from the Secret Realm’s Lava Sea.
Though the number of skills hadn’t increased—still just the energy shockwave—Ye Zhongming had now mastered the hammer’s energy flow, refining the power infused into Wind and Thunder.
This shockwave was far stronger than the one he’d used against the Secret Realm monsters.
Ye Zhongming’s assault wasn’t just aimed at the two leaders—it also targeted their attacks.
The three combatants had unleashed a flurry of skills in this brief exchange. Though described slowly, the actual clash took mere seconds.
The collision of energies shook the entire battlefield.
Even after activating “Five Emotions Overwhelm Heaven,” the God Hall Director still had strength to spare. Seeing Ye Zhongming’s Mountain-Crushing Palm descending, he produced a small cloth pouch from his sleeve.
From it floated out dandelion-like wisps, spreading across the sky above him. When the palm struck, it only managed to disperse some of the fluff.
However, the Wind and Thunder’s shockwave forced him to cross his arms in defense, his body skidding backward uncontrollably.
Despite digging his heels in, he was still pushed over ten meters, leaving two deep trenches in the ground.
By the time the shockwave subsided, “Five Emotions Overwhelm Heaven” had ended.
A trickle of blood seeped from beneath the Director’s mask, staining his robes.