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The expressions of Shan He and the other two were ugly. They let out a cold snort and ignored the Holy Wave Race convoy, continuing to pursue in the direction Xu Qing and the captain had fled in.

As they chased, the three of them instinctively looked at each other and saw the doubts and shock in each other\'s eyes.

In their opinion, Chen Erniu\'s attack was still considered normal. However, Xu Qing… truly shook them.

Xu Qing\'s two attacks weren\'t just authentic methods of the Black Heaven Race but also had terrifying might. They gave off the feeling that he wasn\'t an ordinary Black Heaven Race member.

In fact, if it wasn\'t for the fact that they had seen Xu Qing transform with their own eyes and that he had 100,000 feet light in heart inquisition, they would have thought that the other party was really from the Black Heaven Race.

Moreover, Shan He seemed like only his body was controlled, but Night Spirit and Wang Chen could sense clearly that even his intelligence was affected.

Even those people from the Holy Wave Race were controlled body and mind.

As for the details, because their understanding of the Black Heaven Race was limited, they weren\'t sure, but they instinctively felt fear.

\'It\'s clearly an act. Why do I feel like it\'s real…\' Shan He smiled bitterly and sighed.

Wang Chen and Night Spirit also smiled bitterly. When they had continued their chase, the traces of Xu Qing and the captain had already dissipated. Kong Xianglong arrived very soon and gave the order to search with a gloomy expression.

Just like that, time flowed by and very soon, night fell.

In a hidden cave in the Ink Mountain Range, Xu Qing sat cross-legged and meditated. From time to time, he would spit out black blood and heal his injuries with all his might.

The captain sat at the side with a gloomy expression and didn\'t say a word.

A long time later, a black glint flashed in Xu Qing\'s eyes. He lifted his head and looked at the moon in the dark night as he spoke in a low voice.

"The moon of the Holy Wave Region doesn\'t have a soul."

The captain looked at Xu Qing. After a moment of silence, he also looked at the moon outside and sighed softly.

"Lord, I miss home too."

Xu Qing glanced at the captain. The term \'lord\' wasn\'t part of their previous plan. However, he didn\'t reveal any abnormalities and calmly spoke.

"How\'s your contact with the Cloth Race? We have to buy the Profound Heaven Demon Moon Pill to disguise as a human as soon as possible."

"The Cloth Race… Hmm?" Just as the captain spoke, his expression instantly changed. He coldly glanced at the entrance of the cave. Under his gaze, a muffled sound rang out from outside the cave.

An anxious voice then rang out from outside.

"I\'m a small cultivator from the Holy Wave\'s Zenith Nation. I request to see the two upper race lords."

A cold glint flashed in the captain\'s eyes. Just as he was about to attack, Xu Qing lifted his right hand slightly and calmly spoke.

"Come in."

A figure quickly walked over carefully from the entrance of the cave. It was none other than the youth with the combat strength of six palaces in the Holy Wave Race\'s convoy.

The captain narrowed his eyes and calmly moved closer to Xu Qing, standing between Xu Qing and the youth.

The youth from the Holy Wave Race walked over. When he saw Xu Qing and Chen Erniu, he took a deep breath and immediately knelt down with a respectful expression.

"Greetings, upper race!"

"How did you find us?" The captain\'s pitch-black eyes revealed a cold glint.

"Reporting to the upper race, I have a rare spirit pet that can search for traces based on the aura of the blood… After I saw the two upper race members during the day, I secretly searched for the blood on the road before coming here."

The youth from the Holy Wave Race said in a low voice.

Xu Qing didn\'t say anything and calmly watched.

"What are you here for!" The captain spoke in a low voice.

"Lords, the Sword Holders are searching outside now. No matter what plan the lords has, it will be very difficult to carry out. Why don\'t… I escort the lords back to my Holy Wave Race first?"

"If the upper race has any needs, our Zenith Nation will do our best to fulfill it."

"I only hope that after the lords are satisfied, you can bestow me the blessing of the Black Heaven!" The youth lifted his head and his eyes revealed fanaticism as he looked at Xu Qing and the captain.

It was a night of silence.

The next morning, outside the Ink Mountain Range, the hundreds of red-skinned four-legged beasts of the Holy Wave Race strode forward as usual. Amidst the rumbling sounds from the ground, they sped into the distance.

A carriage on the rear bounced a little strongly as the four-legged beast jumped. However, none of the mica stones inside fell off.

Only the scolding of the Holy Wave Race cultivator and the special whip in his hand continued to whip the four-legged beast, causing it to speed up despite the pain.

As the convoy continued to move rapidly, they stirred up the dust on the ground which was then blown away by the wind.

From afar, the dust here kept rising like a storm.

Sunlight fell, attempting to penetrate the moving storm, but it was helpless.

However, very soon… amidst waves of hurried whip sounds, the roars of the ferocious beasts instantly intensified. Their footsteps stopped one after another, as though their bodies were being strangled.

The storm also stopped.

When the dust gradually dissipated, the figures of hundreds of four-legged beasts and the vigilant Holy Wave Race cultivators standing on them were revealed.

"Sword Holders, what is the meaning of this?!" A gloomy voice that contained a hint of anger rang out from the head of the ninth four-legged beast.

Immediately after, the youth with extraordinary bloodline stood up and looked ahead.

The void distorted where he looked and four figures quickly formed.

The person in front was none other than Kong Xianglong. His expression was cold and his eyes were filled with ferocity as he swept his gaze across the four-legged beasts, as though he was searching for something.

The three people beside him were Shan He, Wang Chen, and Night Spirit. They spread out and were also paying attention to the four-legged beasts.

"We have Marquis Yao\'s letter token!" The expression of the Holy Wave Race\'s youth changed as he spoke again.

"Noisy!" Kong Xianglong waved his hand and the Holy Wave Race youth spat out a mouthful of blood. The right side of his face instantly swelled up and his body was sent flying thousands of feet to the left, colliding with a mountain.

"Search carefully!" Kong Xianglong didn\'t even look at the Holy Wave Race youth as he calmly spoke.

Shan He and the others immediately flew into the convoy and searched the carriages one after another. They also checked every cultivator, but found nothing.

Kong Xianglong let out a cold snort and left. Shan He and the others also quickly followed him.

It was only after they had moved far away that the youth from the Holy Wave Race stood up and returned to the ninth four-legged beast. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spoke as though nothing had happened.

"Let\'s continue on our way."

Very soon, the ground rumbled and dust rose again. The convoy headed in the direction of the border.

Two hours later, the youth stood up and performed a series of hand seals with his right hand. His body then rapidly shrunk and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have disappeared, turning into extremely tiny specks of dust.

The red skin on the four-legged beast\'s body also magnified infinitely in his eyes, becoming an endless red land.

It was filled with crisscrossing fissures and countless huge translucent fur. They were like trees and pillars but very soft.

At that moment, under one of the huge fur that blocked the sunlight and cast a shadow, Xu Qing and the captain were sitting cross-legged and cultivating.

"Lords, you can rest assured now, the Sword Holders have left." The youth from the Holy Wave Race quickly arrived and knelt on one knee in front of Xu Qing and the captain, his eyes revealing fanaticism.