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Only then did Mi Shen realise why he was still alive; the enemy was attempting to coax the secret of South Ridge’s grand formation out of him. He sneered immediately, “In your dreams, I would rather die…”

Before he could finish his sentence, a torrential spiritual power began to pour from his forehead into his brain through Xiao Qi’s fingertip, feeling like countless sharp needles piercing. Mi Shen fainted on the spot.

The human brain is a treasure trove, capable of processing a vast amount of information in an instant. Even if Mi Shen tried hard to conceal it, his brain would unconsciously react.

Xiao Qi, who was adept in the art of soul-searching, knew that when a person is asked about information they are familiar with, regardless of whether they want to answer or not, related information would subconsciously surface in their mind. This was precisely why he questioned Mi Shen about the South Ridge’s grand formation.

The body is more honest than words. With a smile on his face, Xiao Qi retracted his finger, leaving the twitching Mi Shen behind. His eyes, once bright as a constellation, were now filled with terror and bewilderment. His dilated pupils seemingly unfocused, he looked like a child facing boundless fear. Blood continuously oozed from the root of his thigh, with his severed limb lying not far away.

The frequency of his twitching and his body temperature slowly decreased as time passed. The Pride of Xiling, Son Shen, fell dead in the middle of the Ban Mountain Court banquet hall.

…

South Ridge New City

The riots continued until they saw six figures in the sky, causing the two young people on lookout duty to panic on the spot.

“Damn, weren’t we told that the Mi Clan’s allied forces lost a battle on North Mountain and all the main Martial Ancestors had used Xanjji Jade to teleport? Who the hell are these?” Tang Lian, in his anger, used the crudest language to complain to his comrade.

Having long understood his friend’s speech style, Tang Qiuyan did not mind the obscenities. He shrugged and replied, “You can’t expect the Mi Clan’s alliance to commit every last soldier. There must be some final reserves in South Ridge, maybe this is it.”

“Damn, the clan leader said he needed half a day; how can we handle it?” Tang Lian grimaced, “If we had warriors from our clan, I’d be confident enough to hold for six days, but with these people?” He glanced at the still chaotic new city and those Chengzhou martial artists engulfed in madness, then shook his head, “Forget it, we better run now, or we will die here soon.”

“I can’t believe that the Tang Lian who’s fearless of anything is actually afraid.” Tang Qiuyan, looking at his dejected-looking friend, asked with a smile, “We said we would buy some time for the Clan Leader. If we run away now, our hard work over these last two years may be in vain, are you willing to let that happen?”

“Damn, if you, the farmer, are not running, how can I be outdone?” Tang Lian angrily retorted, “Fine, let’s do it, it’s just six beasts from the Fierce Realm. If they penetrate the city and engage in street battles, watch me slaughter them.”

As they conversed, two Xuan-rank combined attacks landed in the new city, shattering several buildings and scattering rocks.

“Are those top Martial Ancestors?” After spitting a mouthful, Tang Lian turned his head to Tang Qiuyan and said, “Maybe we should just run away?”

…

The center of the Beast Valley in South Ridge, above the Fire Swamp

Xiao Jinlin was currently being attacked by five luan birds and a Flaming Fire Tail Crane. As avian creatures with Divine Beast bloodlines, even though they heard the drumming, these six fierce birds, their eyes blood-red, did not leave the battlefield.

With two Five-Color Divine Dragons and eight single-colored dragon shadows, Xiao Jinlin was barely holding on by fully deploying his Monument Dragon Diagram. However, as the energy stored in the Monument Dragon Diagram gradually depleted, the attack power of this top martial artist of Xiling would soon decline drastically.

Even now, he could barely withstand the onslaught of these ferocious birds, but the desire of a beast longing to mate is intense, only those who have experienced it could understand.

Originally, Xiao Jinlin thought he could only escape, but his circumstances took a turn when the drumming become more urgent. The luan birds and Crane King, who were once attacking him frenziedly, seemed to be attracted by something. Even amid the intense battle, they relentlessly looked towards the ground.

Following the gaze of the fierce birds, Xiao Jinlin could only see a lush and blazing flame which resembled a tree in the Fire Swamp.

Countless spirit birds encircle this divine tree; they were so entranced that they did not even mind the extreme heat of the swamp below. They copulated utilizing every branch, secreting fluids that were absorbed by the divine wood. This caused the Fire Tree to grow at an invisible speed.

With the growth of the Fire Tree, it produced even more branches, allowing more birds to settle on it and providing even more essence of divine beasts to the tree.

As a result of this cycle, the divine tree quickly grew to nearly forty feet tall in no time. Its flaming branches and leaves covered the sky. At its peak, a charred figure continuously beat the Phoenix King Drum.

Underneath the charred figure’s foot, it appeared as though something was being nurtured. This subject emitted light and was slowly growing in size, looking like a tumor growing on the fire tree, which was creepy to look at.

Yet, upon seeing this tumor, an endless vicious light exploded in the eyes of the six divine birds above.

One of the Ice Luan turned its head and swooped down toward the Fire Tree, targeting this fruit.

“Shriek~~~~~~~” witnessed Ice Luan’s action, the Flaming Fire Tail Crane screeched and pursued it swiftly. The surprisingly fast Crane King overtook the Ice Luan with a dive and its two long claws stepped on the Ice Luan’s back, burying its sharp flame claws into the Ice Luan, causing it to cry out in misery.

Hearing Ice Luan’s cry, the Crane King did not show any mercy, unfolding its gigantic flame wings, enveloping the Ice Luan’s head and body.

Like a fiery embrace, the scorching flame burned the Ice Luan’s blue feathers. Sensing danger, the Ice Luan tried to retaliate but was attacked by the Crane King’s beak piercing through its brain.

As the King of the Beast Valley, the Crane King would not tolerate anyone seizing the fruit of the Fire Tree. Like a mother protecting her newborn child, the Flaming Fire Tail Crane was overflowing with killing intent, even Xiao Jinlin felt a chill.

Having disposed of the Ice Luan, Crane King coldly turned its head, seemingly to warn the other Luan birds. But after witnessing Ice Luan’s condition, the remaining Luan birds cried out in grief and rushed towards the Crane King, as if they wanted to unite and kill this king of the Feather Tribe.

Unfolding its wings, Crane King cast the body of Ice Luan under its claws and flew against the wind, releasing an endless flow of flame towards the remaining four Luan birds.

As the five fierce birds fought among themselves, Xiao Jinlin, who should have been the main character of this grand battle, seemed to be forgotten.

However, this top martial artist from Xiling had no complaints and instead retracted all his spiritual power, quietly leaving the battlefield. Because he knew that the secret technique was successful, all he needed to do was to return with Tang Yao to complete the most significant task.