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Eleven stalks of Essence Grass, if taken to the outside world, could serve as the highest reward for a state-level Trial competition.
Those geniuses who dominate a state would drool over it.
However, Lin Qiubai, who was well-fed and oblivious to the hunger of others, not only found the quantity of Essence Grass insufficient but also deemed the spiritual essence contained within it too thin!
If those geniuses were present, they might be able to kill Lin Qiubai with a disdainful glance.
"To break through from one level of Spear Intent to two levels of Spear Intent, I estimate I need fifty stalks of Essence Grass. If only I could directly obtain a lump of Essence of Artistic Conception!"
Lin Qiubai sighed, although there might be Essence of Artistic Conception in the Ancient World.
But… the difficulty of obtaining it would surely be immense.
Thus, he could only dismiss such unrealistic thoughts and picked up his Telescope to focus on monitoring the thirteen birdmen.
He wanted to see what remarkable plans they were concocting.
Days passed in a blur.
"My lord... it seems they have finished their preparations."
Su Jing whispered softly in his ear, her voice sweet and gentle. Lin Qiubai noticed that this little girl showed great dependence on him; her soft and delicate body was always pressed closely against him, showing no hesitation in their skin-to-skin contact.
Having a little fan like her was quite a headache.
"Well, the arrangements are complete."
Lin Qiubai's gaze fell upon the mountain. By the lakeside, thirteen Void Demon Whales extracted numerous Blood Crystals and poured them into the lake, a quantity that must be over a hundred thousand!
Soon, the emerald lake began to visibly transform into a sea of blood.
Moreover, that blood color surprisingly formed a Phantom of a Behemoth in the center of the lake.
This Phantom was none other than the Colossal Beast that had been severed by the Ancient World Master.
It seemed that after a million years, the Behemoth could no longer remain still.
With this deduction in mind, Lin Qiubai's gaze narrowed as it landed on the Golden Palanquin.
The presence inside had yet to reveal itself, shrouded in mystery; it was undoubtedly the most troublesome aspect!
...
Once all arrangements were completed, the thirteen Void Demon Whales sat cross-legged, seemingly waiting in silence. Lin Qiubai and Su Jing also patiently lay in ambush at the mountain peak.
Time swiftly passed into the deep night.
The clouds were light and the wind gentle, with a full moon shining brightly, resembling Su Jing's rounded bosom—pure and sacred.
It slowly moved in the Heavenly realm, finally positioning itself at a vertical angle, allowing moonlight to spill into the Vertical Shaft, casting a round reflection that floated on the azure waves.
The water vapor lingered.
It was dreamlike and ethereal.
The Innate Formation gradually opened a narrow gap, as the dense moonlight and vital energy began to gather here, subsequently flowing into the lower Vertical Shaft.
As time passed.
Within that round moon, a phantom Phoenix Spirit slowly emerged. The Phoenix Spirit was peacock-sized, with a wingspan of two meters.
Its feathered plumage, resembling white jade, emitted a moon-like clarity as it fanned its wings, causing white feathers to drift down and transform into pure vital energy, creating ripples on the Lake Surface.
Its eyes were long and slender, resembling elegantly drawn brows of dark ink, breathtakingly beautiful, truly deserving of being called a Divine Beast.
Then, from the blood-colored Lake Surface, a pristine Dragon Spirit emerged.
Together with the earlier Snow Phoenix, they danced in harmony, intertwining in flight.
"They're moving!"
Seeing thirteen Void demon whales rise into the air, the blood-colored lake began to boil. Columns of blood-red light erupted from the Lake Surface, forming a cage.
Lin Qiubai's gaze sharpened as he leaped onto the already massive Vital Pulse Dragon Spirit, transforming into a streak of light that rushed toward the Dragon Spirit and Phoenix Spirit.
In the blink of an eye, the Yuanmai Dragon Spirit appeared before the Snow Dragon and Snow Phoenix, opening its massive mouth and swallowing both of them whole before swiftly darting upwards towards the Vertical Shaft.
The Birdmen were stunned!
They looked incredulously at Lin Qiubai and the Vital Pulse Dragon, unable to react for a long while!
That mountain was clearly sealed!
Even after studying it for ten thousand years, they had never found a way in!
Why had a stranger suddenly appeared above?
And it was a human!
Sharp and furious howls erupted from their pointed beaks.
Then, the supreme Birdmen angrily puffed out their cheeks, unleashing streams of blood-red light that shot towards Lin Qiubai like cannonballs.
The blood-red projectiles struck the mountainside, causing the Lake Surface to tremble violently. Massive rocks within the mountain came crashing down.
Lin Qiubai's movement was momentarily hindered.
"Be careful, my lord!"
Seeing this, Su Jing clenched her small fists, her palms slick with sweat.
Lin Qiubai felt a slight sense of unease; the cultivation levels of this group were not low, and he could not afford to confront them head-on. If they surrounded him, it would only lead to certain death.
He had to escape from the Vertical Shaft quickly!
His gaze fell upon the top of the Vertical Shaft. Due to the moon's shift, the gap in the Innate Formation was slowly closing.
If Lin Qiubai could not escape in time, he would be trapped within the mountain. At that point, there would be no way out.
However, it seemed that the speed of the Dragon Spirit was insufficient; it barely managed to rush out before the Vertical Shaft Formation closed.
Lin Qiubai's expression was grave, hoping that nothing unexpected would occur.
Yet, at this critical moment, a beastly shadow suddenly shot out from the Golden Palanquin.
It was a whale-shaped golden Behemoth.
It looked exactly like the one that had been severed by the Ancient World Master.
The only difference was that its size was reduced by millions of times.
Despite its minuscule size, it exuded an aura of peak Yuan Dan Realm!
Lin Qiubai's heart sank to the bottom.
With peak Yuan Dan Realm strength, even if he detonated a Spirit-Level Superior Mystic Artifact again, it would not be enough to kill it.
Moreover, Lin Qiubai had not obtained any Spirit-Level Superior Treasure recently.
Let alone triggering it!
Its speed was incredibly fast, instantly blocking the path of the Vital Pulse Dragon Spirit, its body suddenly enlarging to completely obstruct the Vertical Shaft.
"My lord..."
Su Jing anxiously watched everything unfold from above the Vertical Shaft, and accidentally slipped, falling into the Vertical Shaft...
"Where did this guy come from, daring to ruin the Void Behemoth's good fortune?"
The Behemoth looked down at Lin Qiubai with a cold expression.
"You must be the true Void Behemoth, right? Those birdmen are all your Puppets..."
Lin Qiubai suddenly realized.
With such an imposing name as the Void Behemoth, how could those birdmen possibly be worthy?
Now he finally understood that there were not many true Void Behemoths. The so-called Void Behemoths were merely birdmen working for them.
As Lin Qiubai pondered, the Vital Pulse Dragon Spirit beneath him trembled.
Two Snow Phoenixes and a Snow Dragon were struggling wildly within its belly.
Lin Qiubai patted the head of Yuanmai Dragon Spirit, and it finally opened its mouth, releasing both entities.
Otherwise, the agility of Yuanmai Dragon Spirit would be significantly reduced.
As soon as the Snow Dragon and Snow Phoenix broke free, they transformed into two shooting stars and dove into Blood Lake.
However, at the moment of contact with Blood Lake, a piercing scream suddenly echoed.
But it was too late to escape again.
Blood Lake had already been set up with special measures by the Birdmen, and the shadows of beasts at the bottom moved like giant sharks hunting, firmly biting down on both entities and dragging them underwater.
The Snow Phoenix became a drenched wild chicken, completely losing its previous elegance and nobility.
The Snow Dragon was also in a sorry state, its body slowly corroding, eventually transforming into a vast amount of Vital Energy that merged into Blood Lake, causing the color of Blood Lake to become alarmingly vivid.
The surface of Blood Lake surged violently.
The thirteen Birdmen, splashed by the blood water, contorted their faces in agony and screamed loudly.
Their bodies slowly melted away, ultimately being devoured by the Blood Wave...
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