Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master-Chapter 1470: The Limited Spirit Sense!

William didn’t mind jumping into the trap because he knew his presence here was the ultimate distraction. As long as he remained a grand, blood-soaked nuisance in the heart of their breeding grounds, the enemy’s leaders could never truly focus on the continent.

He would be the thorn in their side that they couldn’t ignore, forcing them to commit their best forces to him while the girls solidified the defence of their world. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"As we agreed upon, old man," William said, his face splitting into a fierce, battle-hungry grin. "And here is a little gift for the long run."

With a casual flick of his wrist, William tossed a storage ring toward Fang. The old master caught it out of the air, his brow furrowed in confusion, but the moment he probed the ring’s contents with his spirit sense, his jaw nearly hit the valley floor.

Inside was a staggering hoard of upper-realm materials—rare ores, essence-infused crystals, and conductive alloys that were absolutely essential for fueling his high-level lightning arrays.

"Right on it!" Fang shouted, his voice vibrating with a sudden surge of adrenaline. The primary fear holding him back had been the rapid exhaustion of his precious material reserves, but with this windfall, he could afford to be a god of thunder.

He cast aside his caution like a useless garment. "Let’s see if these overgrown rugs can even stand against the two of us! Let’s go!"

William didn’t waste another second. He initiated his spirit form transformation, his physical body blurring into a radiant, translucent entity of pure power. Beside him, Fang became a whirlwind of activity.

He didn’t just lay down a single array; he slammed his palms into the earth, manifesting multiple overlapping circles of lightning that crackled with enough voltage to turn the air into an oven.

He had no intention of moving for a while; he would act as the stationary anvil while William became the hammer. He laid out lots of arrays, prepared for a prolonged fight without taking a moment of rest or distraction.

Fang’s flying spear tore through the air, a streak of white-hot lightning that pierced through the skulls of a dozen monsters in a single pass. To ensure the old master’s safety, William left twenty of his personal monsters behind to form a living wall around the lightning arrays.

He took thirty-five monsters with him as his personal vanguard, while the final ten were positioned in a tight defensive perimeter around the monster gate they had just exited. He was securing his retreat; no matter how deep he dove into the abyss, he ensured the door remained open.

With his perimeter set, William moved with unstoppable force.

The geography of the realm was a nightmare designed for slaughter. They had emerged at the bottom of a deep, jagged valley characterised by towering, obsidian-like rock walls on both sides.

The Scarlet Bears were sweeping down the slopes with terrifying speed, using the momentum of the incline to turn themselves into living battering rams.

William, however, moved like a fish in water. He was unhindered by the treacherous terrain, the staggering disadvantage in numbers, or the bears’ superior speed.

His movements were a blur of golden light, weaving through the gaps in the monster tide with a grace that defied the laws of physics.

His primary objective was clear: he needed to reach the top of the valley wall. For some reason, his spirit sense—usually capable of mapping out tens of miles of territory—was being suppressed, hitting an invisible wall at the rim of the valley. Only one phenomenon could interfere so violently with a master of his calibre: massive spatial distortion.

"They must have established an unbelievable number of monster gates beyond that ridge," William muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the heights.

"That’s the only thing that could warp space this severely. It also explains how they can keep throwing these monsters at us without a care for the cost. No matter the source, I’ll find it, and I’ll crush it."

He stole a quick glance back toward the basin. Fang stood like a pillar of storm clouds in front of the gate, his arrays and spear creating a zone of absolute death that no monster could penetrate. The ten monsters William had left to guard the gate almost looked redundant given Fang’s performance.

"Better to not take any risks," William whispered, turning his focus back to the climb. "I’ll leave them there just in case things turn sour."

The ascent was a gruelling test of martial prowess. The Scarlet Bears were fierce by nature, and when they added the advantage of a downhill charge to their natural speed, fighting them from the bottom of the slope was like trying to swim up a waterfall of claws.

William didn’t stop. When a direct line toward the summit proved too congested with enemies, he adjusted his path, moving in long, oblique arcs across the cliff face. It took longer than he had originally intended, but his persistence paid off. With one final, explosive leap, he crested the top of the valley wall.

When he reached the plateau, the sight that met him forced the breath from his lungs. For a moment, even William was stunned into silence.

"Dammit! Did they turn this entire corner of the world into a factory of gates?!"

Spreading out before him, stretching as far as his enhanced vision could reach, was a landscape of industrialised horror.

The entire world was comprised of the same repeating valley structures, like a giant, serrated comb carved into the earth. But it wasn’t the geography that was impressive—it was the infrastructure.

Thousands of monster gates were lined up along the top of the sloping ridges.

"So that’s the trick," William breathed, his mind quickly deconstructing the enemy’s logistics. "They open an endless number of gates at the top of these sloping edges, allowing the Scarlet Bears to emerge and immediately gain massive downhill momentum.

All those monsters then funnel naturally toward the basin where the three primary gates are located, which then transport them directly to our world. It’s a gravity-fed invasion... that’s an impressive tactic, honestly!"