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Chapter 397: 398: Cleaning up the 3rd Battlefield

Elder Ji nodded. Given the current situation, the cultivators below truly couldn’t withstand the onslaught alone; the lightning-like twitching flesh tentacles within the blood mist continuously snatched away the lives of cultivators. Without the participation of Great Crossing Realm Cultivators, no one could challenge its sharp edge.

“Primodial Technique!”

Xiong Da’s internal cultivation technique operated wildly within his body, the aura of chaos manifested on his skin, and in the blink of an eye, his figure dashed into the blood mist of the battlefield.

In the void, a Demonic Divine Spirit stood tall, reflecting the sky into blackness. The powerful Primordial Spirit Power swept through, bearing down on the battlefield with a thunderous force.

The blood mist was torn into pieces in an instant, revealing large Flesh Mountains wrapped in tumors, with countless tentacles weaving through the battlefield. Numerous cultivators were impaled through the chest and fell into pools of blood.

“Kill!”

The look in Elder Ji’s eyes also turned fierce all at once. His hands evolved into magma, the air suddenly scorching hot. The land, already blackened and scorched, emitted wisps of smoke, and the high temperature burned inside the Flesh Mountains repeatedly. In the blink of an eye, the weaker Flesh Mountains dissipated into smoke and clouds.

It was as he had said before, helping the third battlefield to clear the Flesh Mountains was a testament to his loyalty to the Saint Heir.

If he were unwilling to help with even this matter, even someone as foolish as Xiong Da would no longer believe in the promises of the Dry Flame Saint Child.

He had to perform well, to solidify the Saint Heir’s trust in him.

“The City Lord is here!”

“And the Saint Heir of the Fire Qilin Cave has also come to help!”

“We are saved, quickly take the wounded and retreat, let’s not drag the City Lord down!”

“Once the City Lord has purged the Flesh Mountains, we’ll clean up the battlefield!”

The cultivators at the edge of the battlefield showed joy on their faces. With two Great Crossing Realm Cultivators taking bold action, defeating the Flesh Mountain army was only a matter of time.

Streaks of blood mist spilled out from the battlefield. The Dry Flame Saint Child’s face turned pale. He felt his Primordial Spirit tainted. With a flicker in his figure, he swiftly retreated, a hint of fear flickering in his eyes.

No wonder the frontier needed to be defended. The powerful aura emitted by these Flesh Mountains, even a Tribulation Crossing expert with Bloodline Power like him couldn’t withstand it. A slight carelessness could lead to a loss of mental defense and being lost within it.

“Roar!”

The battlefield was once again enveloped by the bloody aura, and it was hard to see the situation inside. In the void, fiery red runes materialized, and a Fire Kylin stepped into the air, dragging a long tail of red magma as it roared up to the sky.

The scorching breath spread across the area, and even from a distance, the cultivators felt as though their skins were burned again.

The Fire Kylin joined the battlefield, rampaging through the Flesh Mountains as if in an uninhabited territory. Its sharp claws easily tore the enemies before it into pieces, with the stenchy fluid splattering all around. Tentacles were severed mid-length and then quickly dissolved into pus under the horrifying scorch of the magma.

“Elder Ji is indeed a formidable cultivator from the Fire Qilin Cave, with Bloodline Power that can bring forth a Qilin Divine Beast. This Qilin Secret Technique might as well be considered the pinnacle of skill.”

Xiong Da, watching the fiery magma charging back and forth in the Flesh Mountains, was full of amazement. Although they were both at the Great Crossing Realm’s strength, Elder Ji’s power surpassed his by more than just a little.

With the suppression from both cultivation level and Bloodline Power, he did not have the confidence to win if they were to become enemies.

“Heh heh, Lord Xiong flatters me too much. After all, my Kylin is just a trick relying on the Qilin Blood. It can’t compare to the solid foundation of your Primodial Technique,” said Elder Ji, stroking his beard with a smile.

During their conversation, the two of them had already pushed their way through the Flesh Mountain Battlefield, unleashing their full power. Ordinary Flesh Mountains would die upon contact, while those comparable to the Great Crossing Realm’s strength rapidly fell to ruin under the onslaught, much like a storm.

With one dead, the others wrapped themselves in their meat tentacles and quickly retreated back into the depths of the frontier.

Xiong Da’s brows were deeply furrowed, astonished that there were Flesh Mountains that he and Elder Ji could not kill in one blow. It seemed that the black flames from before had greatly agitated the Flesh Mountains in the deep frontier, accelerating their recovery process. The ones emerging now were each more ferocious than the last.

Elder Ji too realized the gravity of the situation. His Fire Qilin had chased down several Flesh Mountains, hacking away at them, but aside from leaving behind a ground strewn with tentacles, there had been no substantial results.

Those Flesh Mountains that fled into the deep frontier could briefly withstand the scorching of the lava!

“Clear the battlefield and take the wounded back to the city for treatment!”

Without saying much more, Xiong Da shouted a few instructions to the cultivators below and then headed back to the city with the two from Fire Qilin Cave.

Inside the city.

Xiong Da clasped his fists and offered his respects, “I truly have to thank Elder Ji for his assistance today. If not for Elder Ji using the Qilin Bloodline to drive back the Flesh Mountains, I alone would have probably had to struggle for a while longer.”

“A trifling matter, not worth mentioning. As of now, Lord Xiong and our Saint Heir are still on the same front. It is only right for this old man to offer assistance,” Elder Ji said with a chuckle, showing that he didn’t take the battlefield event to heart.

He and the Dry Flame Saint Child were well aware that only once the third battlefield had been thoroughly stabilized could Xiong Da turn his attention to helping them deal with the other Saint Heirs. Therefore, they needed to cut through the chaos quickly and resolve the problems on the battlefield as soon as possible.

“Correct, Lord Xiong shouldn’t worry about it. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just speak up. Whatever assistance we can provide, we’ll do so with all our might,” the Dry Flame Saint Child said, also chuckling. However, what it was more concerned about was the issue of the flames, especially since the events two nights ago had scared it out of its wits.

The mysterious black flames had swallowed up all the Bloodline Power in its body in a single wave, leaving it greatly weakened. This was why it was so anxious to swiftly eliminate the other Saint Heirs; only by devouring their Bloodline could it possibly recover its strength.

“Actually, I was just about to discuss this matter with you two, but I was delayed by the situation on the battlefield,” Xiong Da said.

Talking about the black flames made Xiong Da’s expression turn serious.

“Could it be that Lord Xiong knows the origin of these flames?” the Dry Flame Saint Child asked, sensing something.

“Indeed, I do know a thing or two about it. Cai Kunxu from the fourth battlefield is also aware of these things.”

“That strange pitch-black flame is actually not some treasure at all. Its true identity is the flames released by a mighty senior with unfathomable cultivation, who transformed into a young prodigy and hid in the frontier, all for the purpose of allowing his flames to devour more powerful cultivators.”

“As for what was claimed in the Immortal Spirit Daily, it is all a fabrication, probably just a story penned by Elder Tianji at the request of that senior,” Xiong Da added, laying all the information he knew on the table. Upon hearing this, Elder Ji and the Dry Flame Saint Child both contracted their pupils and their hair stood on end, as they recalled the issue of the Immortal Spirit Daily that Li Xiaobai had accidentally dropped in the Holy City.

“Who is that mighty senior?”

“I’ve made an oath of my Dao heart; I cannot reveal his true identity!”