Chapter 6162 It’s Her
“There are already people here! The ancestral land is surrounded!” shouted one of the mixed beast race’s experts.
“Kill them all, quick!”
Qingxi reacted instantly. She was anxious, and the entire group charged forward in a desperate attempt to eliminate their enemies before word could spread.
“Let’s go. They’ve definitely informed their people. We have to blast through their enclosure!” shouted Qingxi, leading the way.
Long Chen followed behind, watching from the rear.
Before long, a group of terrifying experts appeared ahead. Among them were over ten Sovereign sprouts, one of whom was a divine sprout with eight Sovereign flames.
“Kill!”
Worried about her people, Qingxi attacked ferociously. The other mixed beast race experts fought alongside her. Even though they knew they were outmatched, they charged with unrelenting courage.
BOOM!
Qingxi’s sword struck her opponent’s weapon. However, the impact sent her flying, her sword snapping in two. She was clearly outmatched—her Sovereign flames were fewer and her power inferior.
“Hand over the Sovereign Source!” the divine sprout shouted, pointing his spear at Qingxi.
Qingxi was weaponless and had no way to block another attack. The rest of her group roared and tried to intervene, but they were too slow.
Just as the spear was about to pierce through Qingxi, the void quivered, and the spear froze in midair.
Without stopping to think, Qingxi instinctively punched the divine sprout in the nose. The sound of bones breaking rang out, mixed with a pained grunt. That person was sent flying.
A black broadsword suddenly appeared in Qingxi’s hand, and she swung it down.
Her opponent hastily defended, but was sent stumbling back, coughing blood. The blow had damaged his soul and scattered his Sovereign flames.
Without hesitation, Qingxi stepped forward and severed his head.
She then turned to aid her comrades. With their leader dead, the enemy quickly lost morale and fled.
“Don’t chase them! We have to hurry!” shouted Qingxi.
But before she took off, she looked back at Long Chen.
He was standing there quietly, hands clasped behind his back, as if none of this had anything to do with him.
“Many thanks, Senior,” she said with a respectful bow.
Long Chen did not say anything back.
Seeing that she got no response, Qingxi didn’t push it. She continued leading the way.
“The spiritual domain Evilmoon taught me is truly terrifying,” Long Chen muttered, amazed.
Moments ago, with just a thought, he had summoned a single petal to silently appear between Qingxi and the incoming spear.
The petal had been transparent and hadn’t met the blow with brute force. Instead, it had gently dispersed the spear’s power—so subtly that not even spatial ripples remained.
It was just a small test, but it showed Long Chen exactly why Evilmoon had been so confident in saying he would be unrivaled after refining the blood moon runes.
This spiritual domain was a concentration of his Spiritual Strength and Evilmoon’s core energy. It was so potent that a single petal could neutralize the attack of a divine sprout. He couldn’t imagine what would happen if he unleashed them all.
Still, he knew his mind-sea was only partially recovered. Using the petals too much would deplete it rapidly. For now, it remained a hidden trump card, not to be revealed lightly.
They continued flying through mountain ranges until they finally reached a vast valley filled with countless buildings.
Above the valley was a barrier, and within it stood numerous experts.
Outside the barrier, tens of thousands of cultivators surrounded the valley. They came from dozens of factions.
Qingxi’s head buzzed. Each group was led by a terrifying Sovereign Lord, and more than ten particularly powerful existences had gathered. There were also Human Emperors, but they were at least Sovereign sprouts. Divine sprouts, who should have been rare existences, were also littered throughout their ranks.
“Big Sister Feng You!”
A startled cry rang out.
Qingxi’s face turned ghostly pale, her body tottering.
“I truly was a fool... I’ve doomed the mixed beast race. I deserve a thousand deaths...” she whispered in despair.
“Why blame yourself for their greed? Why carry all that on your shoulders?” Long Chen said calmly, stepping up beside her.
When Qingxi heard Long Chen’s voice, a sliver of hope rose within her.
She fell to her knees.
“Senior, please save the mixed beast race. I’ll give you the Sovereign Source. Please... take them away. If the mixed beast race can survive this, we will owe you forever. I, Qingxi, am willing to become your eternal servant.”
She offered the Sovereign Source to Long Chen with both hands. At this moment, he was the only hope for their survival.
But asking him to lead them away... that could very well be a death sentence for him. Still, she had no other choice. She had nothing left to offer but herself.
“You can get up,” Long Chen replied.
A gentle force lifted her to her feet.
“Senior, you...” Qingxi looked at Long Chen uncertainly. He hadn’t accepted or rejected her plea. She didn’t know what to think.
“The Feng You you mentioned... is she the one standing at the front of the valley? That tall beauty with the spear?” Long Chen asked.
“Yes, yes, that’s her!” Qingxi answered quickly.
Long Chen couldn’t help but shake his head, sighing.
Seeing that, Qingxi could feel her heart sink. She thought he was about to refuse.
However, Long Chen said, “If it weren’t for her, I might’ve taken you up on your offer. But if that treasure is hers, how could I possibly take it?”
“Senior, you mean...?” Qingxi asked, her heart pounding hard.
Suddenly, an impatient voice rang out from the encircling crowd.
“Mixed beast race, do you dare to fight? If not, all we can do is attack until all of you are wiped from existence!”
“Interesting,” Long Chen muttered, a playful smile tugging at his lips.