**[Warning! Warning!]**
A sharp, urgent alarm exploded in Lu Fang's ears.
**[Detected: Challenger cleared the first 15 stages within 100 seconds, meeting the conditions to unlock the hidden stage.]**
**["Asura Hidden Stage" has been unlocked.]**
A blood-red dialogue box popped up before Lu Fang's eyes, the text seemingly dripping with blood.
**[Note: The Asura Hidden Stage is extremely difficult and poses a high risk of death.]**
**[Option 1: Abandon the challenge, settle immediately, and receive the highest dungeon rating "SSS", then be teleported out.]**
**[Option 2: Enter the challenge. If successful, all dungeon rewards will be doubled; if failed, it may result in death.]**
Lu Fang's gaze skipped over the red warning text, locking firmly onto the words "rewards doubled."
SSS Rating?
That was already a certainty.
For Lu Fang, who now possessed billions of gold coins and attributes that crushed those of the same level, the word "retreat" simply didn't exist in his dictionary.
"Fortune favors the bold, and besides..."
Lu Fang glanced at the ten Money Wraiths beside him, their presence like demonic gods, a confident smile curling at his lips.
"This isn't much of a risk."
Without any hesitation, he pressed heavily on the "Confirm Entry" option.
Buzz!
The moment he made his choice, the ground beneath him suddenly collapsed, and a massive blood-red vortex appeared out of nowhere, swallowing his figure in an instant.
...
A violent sensation of weightlessness hit him.
When Lu Fang opened his eyes again, the scene around him had undergone a drastic transformation.
No longer was it the cramped, gray mist space, but a vast, desolate ancient battlefield.
The ground was charred black, littered with broken weapons and enormous beast bones, the wind howling with sand and gravel, emitting a ghostly wail.
Before Lu Fang could take in his surroundings, the ground began to tremble violently.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A dull rumbling sound came from all directions, like muffled thunder rolling across the ground.
At the horizon's edge, countless pairs of eerie green eyes lit up.
Wolves.
Their bodies were pitch black, as robust as young bulls, exuding a black demonic aura.
**[Abyssal Demon Wolf (Level 10)]**
**[Quantity: 500]**
**[Experience per wolf: 100]**
Lu Fang glanced at the scene, the dense pack of wolves surging like a black tide.
Such a scale of beast tide could instantly overwhelm a well-equipped hundred-member team of professionals, leaving not even bone fragments behind.
"Go."
With a slight mental command, the ten Money Wraiths that had been guarding his side sprang into action.
They didn't form any battle formation but transformed directly into ten golden storms, charging into the black wolf tide.
**[Current Strength of Money Wraith: 1400]**
**[Money Wraith Normal Attack Damage: 2800+]**
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The moment the golden light collided with the black tide, countless Abyssal Demon Wolves' bodies exploded.
This was a completely one-sided massacre.
The Money Wraiths were too fast, so fast that the demon wolves couldn't react. Their sharp claws and fangs hadn't even touched the Money Wraiths' bodies before being smashed into minced meat by golden fists.
Not a single demon wolf could break through the defensive circle formed by the Money Wraiths to approach Lu Fang.
The system notification sound in Lu Fang's ears almost formed a continuous line, and due to the high frequency, it eventually turned into a strange buzzing sound.
**[Killed Abyssal Demon Wolf, Experience +100]**
**[Killed Abyssal Demon Wolf, Experience +100]**
...
A massive flood of experience points poured into Lu Fang's body like a dam breaking.
Golden light flashed continuously over him.
**[Congratulations on reaching Level 6!]**
**[All Attributes +100!]**
**[Money Wraith Attribute Sync Refresh: Strength 1500]**
...
**[Congratulations on reaching Level 7!]**
**[All Attributes +100!]**
**[Money Wraith Attribute Sync Refresh: Strength 1600]**
Lu Fang stood in the center of the sea of corpses, feeling the surge of power within him. In just one minute, his level skyrocketed to Level 7 as if propelled by a rocket.
All attributes soared once again!
Finally, as the last Abyssal Demon Wolf fell with a wail, the once noisy ancient battlefield fell into a brief silence.
The ground was littered with wolf corpses, rivers of blood flowing.
Before Lu Fang could catch his breath, a sudden change occurred.
Crack!
The entire ancient battlefield's ground suddenly split open with a massive crack, and rolling magma spewed forth from it.
It was clad in heavy dark red armor, dragging a giant sword ablaze with flames. Each step it took left a deep pit in the ground.
**[Final Boss: Hell Demon General (Level 50)]**
**[Health: 2,000,000/2,000,000]**
**[Physical Defense: 3000]**
**[Skills: Hell Roar, Blazing Slash, Demonic Armor Guard]**
The moment the boss appeared, an overwhelming, suffocating aura swept across the field.
"Roar!!!"
The Hell Demon General let out a roar towards the sky.
Visible sound waves mixed with a mental shock spread in all directions, causing the remaining wolf corpses to explode under the roar.
If a normal newcomer stood here, just this roar with mental shock would be enough to knock them unconscious or even shatter their heart.
Lu Fang frowned slightly; this boss's aura was indeed much stronger than the previous small fry.
"Attack!"
He commanded in a low voice.
The ten Money Wraiths showed no fear, their figures flashing as they appeared around the Hell Demon General, golden fists raining down on the boss's seemingly weak joints.
At this point, the Money Wraiths' strength had reached 1600 points, with an attack power exceeding 3200.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The dense sound of blows rang out like thunder.
However, in the next second, Lu Fang's pupils slightly contracted.
The terrifying attacks that could instantly kill small monsters and even elite monsters only sparked a series of fire sparks on the Hell Demon General's heavy dark red armor.
-200!
-180!
-215!
-500 (Critical)!
A string of damage numbers floated above the boss's head.
A few hundred, at most five hundred.
Although the Money Wraiths' attack frequency was extremely high, delivering dozens of punches in the blink of an eye, for the Hell Demon General with a full two million health, it was like... a mere scratch.
A Level 50 boss with 3000 points of physical defense formed a perfect defensive suppression against the Money Wraiths, who were only Level 7 with just over 3000 attack power.
Barely a scratch on its health!
Watching this scene, Lu Fang didn't panic due to the ineffective attack. Instead, his lips curled into a mocking smile.
"Physical defense too high, can't break through?"
He looked at the arrogant Hell Demon General, murmuring softly.
"Then I'll crush you with money."
Before the words even finished, Lu Fang slowly raised his right hand, pointing his index finger at the massive demonic figure.