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Chapter 283: Goodbye, Jingjing
"The victory and defeat have been determined; you may disperse now, Sun Zhe, come with me!"
A calm voice echoed across the square, filled with an overwhelming authority. With a wave of his right sleeve, the shimmering Nine Sealing Formation vanished before everyone, revealing the scene in the square. What was once a luxurious expanse had disappeared, replaced by a landscape of shattered ruins.
In the ruins stood two figures: one upright and the other lying down. The standing figure was Sun Zhe, while Yuan Rong lay on the ground; there was no need to declare who had won and who had lost.
Xing's figure instantly appeared beside Sun Zhe, his right hand resting on Sun Zhe's shoulder. Pure divine power flowed from his palm into Sun Zhe, revitalizing his somewhat listless spirit and bringing color back to his pale face.
"I'll take you to meet that guy!" With that, Xing and Sun Zhe vanished from their spot.
Standing nearby, Xin Xiang did not hesitate either. With a wave of his right hand, two Xing Wei behind him stepped forward to lift Yuan Rong's body and rushed toward the underground palace. The remaining hundreds of Xing Wei also moved swiftly, disappearing from the square one by one.
"Is this... really how it ends?" Someone murmured in disbelief as they looked at the vast ruins. Even now, their black eyes were filled with shock.
"Wow... The victory and defeat have been determined. Yuan Rong's strength is astonishing; I didn't expect Sun Zhe to be even more terrifying. We really brought this humiliation upon ourselves..."
"Let's go, let's go! If we don't leave now, God of War Xing might truly get angry, and we've already crossed some of his boundaries..."
Watching the scene before them and recalling everything that had just happened, nearly a thousand young members of the War Clan couldn't help but sigh. As they spoke, everyone began to walk down Duan Mountain, no longer daring to stay there. However, when they mentioned Sun Zhe again, their eyes were filled with admiration.
At this moment, Sun Zhe and Xing's figures had already appeared one hundred feet above ground. Considering that Sun Zhe had just gone through a fierce battle and was somewhat fatigued, Xing did not fly too quickly. A refreshing autumn wind blew across Sun Zhe's face, gradually improving his expression.
"About what happened earlier, Sun Zhe was left with no choice; I hope Senior Xing won't hold it against him." After a moment of silence, Sun Zhe let out a gentle sigh and apologized to Xing, who appeared unfazed beside him.
Xing glanced at Sun Zhe and noticed that he had already recovered significantly. He nodded slightly and turned his gaze forward again before speaking calmly.
"You don't need to apologize to me; this is a matter between your generation. Even if you killed him, it would be due to his own lack of strength... However, I must remind you that he is not someone who cannot handle setbacks. On the contrary, he grows stronger when faced with challenges. The next time you encounter him, his rate of growth may surprise you; you should think about how to welcome his next challenge."
Xing showed no concern for Yuan Rong's defeat; a strong person should be able to endure failure. Someone who sails smoothly through life can never become a true strong individual. He believed that Yuan Rong's defeat would only accelerate his growth; otherwise, Yuan Rong would not qualify to be his disciple.
Since Xing felt this way, Sun Zhe did not mind either. As for Yuan Rong's next challenge, he was unconcerned; if he could suppress Yuan Rong once, he could certainly do it again. Although Yuan Rong was exceptional, he believed that his own rate of progress was no less than Yuan Rong's—that was Sun Zhe's confidence!
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In a mountainous area within the Southern Region of the War Clan territory, surrounded by undulating mountains, this region differed from others in that its ground was entirely crimson. Among numerous peaks, more than half were volcanoes shrouded in flames; even the nearby surroundings were dyed red like the evening glow of midsummer.
The center of this mountain range features three towering peaks, each reaching a height of a thousand zhang. These three peaks are positioned in a triangular formation, and at their center lies a low-lying gorge, devoid of any animal life. This gorge is filled with an intensely scorching inferno.
Due to the pervasive inferno in this region, birds and beasts have vanished. Within the War Clan, very few individuals visit this place, except for some clan members who cultivate the power of flames. However, two uninvited guests have arrived here.
A black light flickered in the half-void, and two figures instantly appeared in this fiery mountain area, moving with such speed that it seemed like teleportation. At the moment these two figures materialized, an aged figure simultaneously appeared atop the three peaks. Each of them wore a crimson robe, and their robust bodies exuded a strong and intense aura, clearly indicating they were powerful practitioners of flame energy.
"Old brothers greet Lord Xing!"
The aged voice slowly emerged from one of the figures ahead. The three elders simultaneously bowed to the figure in the void, who was none other than War God Xing. Standing beside him was none other than Sun Zhe, who had just defeated Yuan Rong.
Upon seeing these seemingly unimpressive elders, Sun Zhe's pupils involuntarily constricted. These three elders were all Saint-Level Experts, and not just any ordinary ones; they were at the Saint Level Pinnacle, likely as formidable as Bai Qi.
The War Clan is one of the ancient peak races. At this moment, Sun Zhe finally began to grasp the strength of the War Clan. Unlike Chiyou or Xing, who are super strong beings, even three random elders here possess the power of Saint Level Pinnacle. The hidden powers lurking in the shadows must be even more terrifying.
"Where is your master?"
Xing asked with an air of arrogance. Given his status, he would not be like Sun Zhe. He had fought countless battles throughout his life, and his illustrious reputation was built upon heaps of bones; many who died at his hands were not just Saint Level Pinnacle experts but also included several renowned super strong beings who had entered the Divine Realm.
The three elders showed no signs of displeasure upon hearing Xing's question. They immediately responded respectfully,
"Zhurong has been away from the Fire Region for three days now. However, before leaving, Zhurong instructed us that if you came, we should follow your orders."
"In that case, I won't be polite. Where is that fellow whom my brother Chiyou entrusted to Zhurong for training? I want to take it with me." Zhurong is a powerhouse on par with him; his Divine Ability has also reached a profound level. Xing was not surprised by this arrangement; the fellow he referred to was none other than Jingjing.
Hearing Xing's words, Sun Zhe couldn't help but show a hint of excitement. After all this time without seeing Jingjing, he missed her as well. Following Xing's gaze, he turned to look at the three elders.
"This..." However, upon hearing Xing's request, the three elders displayed signs of difficulty.
"What? Is there a problem?" Xing frowned slightly, his expression growing colder.
Seeing Xing's demeanor, the three elders involuntarily trembled simultaneously. They had lived for countless years and understood far better than Sun Zhe how terrifying this Killing God before them truly was.
"No, no! If you wish to take her away, there’s no problem at all. It's just that she is still a bit short of reaching the Holy Beast realm. If you take her now, it may lead to failure; it would be a pity for the Fire Transformation Array personally set up by Zhurong to go to waste. After all, the fire spirit serving as its foundation is a Spiritual Artifact that can only appear from ten thousand years of fire veins; even Zhurong has very few of them."
At this point, all three elders displayed expressions of regret. As practitioners of flame energy themselves, no one understood better than them how precious the materials used to set up this Fire Transformation Array were; in reality, these materials could easily create several Holy Rank fire cultivators.
"May I ask if you could let me see Jingjing first..." At this moment, Sun Zhe stepped forward and spoke up.
"Who are you?" Sun Zhe asked. After all, he was someone who came with Xing. Although his cultivation was extremely low in their eyes, they did not dare to offend him; they simply did not show the same respect as they did towards Xing.
"He is the master of that guy, just do as he says!" Before Sun Zhe could respond, Xing spoke calmly.
"Understood!"
The three elders' expressions changed simultaneously, and their figures flashed as they immediately sat cross-legged atop three mountain peaks. With a wave of their right hands, each released a strand of spiritual power into the Void, as if unlocking three keys. Suddenly, the entire Inferno erupted in flames, an endless force of fire spreading out, and a transparent formation appeared before everyone. Within the formation was a massive red figure standing at a height of one hundred feet.
The crimson feathers were like red crystals, surrounded by flames that danced around its body. Its black claws resembled sharp swords, emanating an incredibly sharp aura. The enormous body lay quietly, not moving at all, yet it exuded an invisible might.
"Jingjing!"
Sun Zhe immediately exclaimed, his eyes filled with intense excitement. Although this gigantic red figure looked somewhat different from Jingjing's original form, its aura was unmistakably the same. Moreover, Sun Zhe had a contract connection with Jingjing; he could be certain that this massive figure was indeed Jingjing.
As the formation activated and trembled the ground, the fellow below showed no reaction at all to such a commotion. The enormous body lay on the ground with its eyes tightly shut; it was not cultivating but rather sleeping!
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