"Mortals! Unbind me from these treacherous fetters, this loathsome Gleipnir that mocks my strength! Do so, and I shall bring the twilight of the gods upon Asgard itself! RELEASE ME!" A thunderous roar erupted from the beast's gaping maw, the force of its bellows whipping Ji Wuye's white ponytail violently.

"Even the beast from the Dungeon can now speak," Ji Wuye casually remarked, his eyes shifting to the glistening chains restraining the gigantic wolf as he maintained his grip on his wooden greatsword.

"Speak? I do more than speak, puny mortal!" it snarled, black water like saliva dripping from its massive stone jaws as they snapped shut with bone-crushing force.

Its piercing amber eyes burned with an ancient, insatiable hunger. "I am the doom of Odin, the bane of the gods! These chains may hold my body, but they cannot contain my fury. Heed my words, human - your petty weapon is nothing before me. Release me, and I shall spare you when I devour this world. Resist, and you'll be but a morsel when I break free!"

With another earth-shaking roar, Fenrir's colossal form thrashed against its restraints, shaking the entire Dungeon structure to its core. The glistening chains of Gleipnir began to shine ever brighter, their ethereal light subduing the beast's rage and rebellion like a soothing balm.

"ROAR!" Fenrir howled in agony as the restraints tightened their grip, its cavernous mouth stretching impossibly wide, revealing another row of serrated stone fangs larger than a man. The beast's empty, hollow eye sockets seemed to stare into the soul, promising a fate worse than oblivion.

But then…

Suddenly, the growling ceased. The colossal wolf fell deathly still once more, its heaving flanks the only sign of life. Ji Wuye reappeared before the motionless behemoth, his knuckles white as he gripped the hilt of his wooden greatsword.

BANG!

The Dungeon trembled from the force of Ji Wuye's swing, debris and rocks scattering through the air like shrapnel.

His wooden greatsword, coated with continuous vibration and Slash Breaker effect, struck Fenrir's chest with the force of a battering ram. The beast's stony form bent slightly to the side from the impact, but remained otherwise unscathed.

'It's hard,' Ji Wuye frowned, realizing his great wooden sword was unable to destroy or even cut through the impervious chest of the chained monster.

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It was obvious that slashing against the stony, immovable form of Fenrir would be an arduous task, but what Ji Wuye didn't expect was that despite mustering every ounce of his strength and coupling his Great Sword Resonance with the Slash Breaker skill that can even cut Ogre thick skin, it still could not completely shatter the beast's body.

The Dungeon's pulsating heart that he had struck remained stubbornly in place, as if fused to the stony hide of the gargantuan statue. Only the faint, rhythmic beating akin to a living heart pounded in Ji Wuye's ears, accompanied by -

"You DARE?!" Fenrir's thunderous roar shook the very foundations of the Dungeon, raining down chunks of debris. "Insignificant gnat! Your pitiful weapon is nothing more than a twig against my impervious hide!"

Atop the gigantic stone wolf, Ji Wuye rolled his eyes at the beast's melodramatic reaction, his vibration-edged great wooden sword remaining embedded deep within Fenrir's broad chest as he attempted to drill out the Dungeon Heart.

Suddenly, his body tensed, every muscle coiled like a spring as a transparent screen flickered into existence before him.

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Without a moment's hesitation, Ji Wuye withdrew the wooden greatsword and leapt from his precarious position. He instantly stabbed the great wooden sword back into the gigantic stone wolf's body, creating a shower of dust and debris as he descended, using the anchored weapon as a lever to propel himself away.

SPLASH!

Just as Ji Wuye's feet found purchase on the ground, the black, swirling waters surged violently, manifesting into a gigantic sword formed entirely of rippling liquid shadows. In a split-second reaction, once again, Ji Wuye's body blurred into motion, leaping to the side with feline grace as -

SWOOSH!

The enormous black water sword stabbed forward with blinding speed. Instead of splashing harmlessly into scattered droplets, the liquid blade sliced through the air with the keenness of a razor's edge.

ROAR!

Fenrir, the colossal wolf statue larger than the Dungeon itself, howled in agony as the black water sword pierced through its skull from front to back, splintering the stone carapace like glass.

"Brother?! What madness is this?!" Fenrir's voice, usually dripping with menacing arrogance, now held an unmistakable note of panic and confusion. "NO! Who are you?! You are not my Brother!"

The Dungeon trembled once more, the shallow black waters rippling and splashing violently against the walls. Ji Wuye had already distanced himself from the chaotic scene, returning to the descending stairs where he bore witness to something shocking.

The gigantic sword formed of swirling black liquid, which had somehow managed to pierce and grievously wound the nigh-impervious Fenrir statue, was now changing shape. It grew larger and more amorphous, as if the sentient waters were trying to swallow the entire colossal wolf whole.

"Mortal!" Fenrir's voice suddenly called out to Ji Wuye, its usual arrogant tones now tinged with unveiled desperation. Ji Wuye didn't spare the towering stone statue beast a glance as it pleaded, "Release me! Only together can we hope to survive this madness!"

While Fenrir roared and bellowed, thrashing futilely against the glowing chains of Gleipnir, Ji Wuye's crimson eyes were transfixed by the black water's grotesque transformation. The liquid mass began to sprout heads - not just one, but two, then three, erupting from the inky depths like foul mushrooms.

Even in its black water form, it was still roughly visible, resembling long serpentine necks unfurled and tipped with slender maws lined with needlepoint fangs: the unmistakable visages of a multi-headed snake. Its body coiled its sinuous forms around the roaring Fenrir, constricting tighter with every failed attempt by the Wolf to break free from its smothering embrace.

The chains of Gleipnir dug deeper into Fenrir's body, trying in vain to restrain the beast's wild thrashing.

Ji Wuye's stunned eyes snapped back into focus as he mumbled under his breath, "Xiangliu... how did this creature appear here..." Unlike Fenrir, a legend likely stemming from the mythologies of gods and realms beyond Jianghu, the Xiangliu was famous in Jianghu - a monstrous, primordial serpent whose very existence heralded calamity and ruin.

The situation had grown exponentially more complex, and Ji Wuye, about to use the Pressure Form Perfection Style, suddenly halted.

Another unexpected development had unfolded before his eyes...