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The sound echoed between Heaven and Earth.

The abssyal dragon's body coiled in the sky, and amidst the shimmering brilliance, it rapidly transformed into its initial humanoid form. Runes flickered, and as it changed, the pressure continued, and a wave of air swept around. The dust that filled the sky below was completely stirred up and cleared, revealing an incredibly huge crater beneath the dust, but it was empty.

The Tie Chi Spirit Guardian had been completely annihilated, leaving no bones behind, after Qin Jin's first strike while controlling the Abyssal Dragon.

The moment its golden body was shattered by the power, the outcome was already determined.

Amidst the pervasive pressure, the Abyssal Dragon's own aura, combined with its mental power, formed a unique suppression that swept in all directions, leaving no one daring to move.

Qin Jin's gaze swept around.

In the direction of the Tu Yang Tribe, faces were filled with shock and excitement. Everyone's focus was on only two places: one was the Tu Yang Tribal Priest Guardian lying on the ground, and the other was the Abyssal Dragon standing in the sky.

Heaven and Earth fell silent. Under the gaze of countless people, the Abyssal Dragon descended, stepping onto the ground. The thudding footsteps echoed as it walked forward.

He arrived at the location of the Tu Yang Tribal Priest Guardian.

Seeing this, the Tribe members surrounding the Tu Yang Tribal Priest Guardian quickly made way.

At this moment, this massive, single-horned sheep was extremely weak, sprawled on the ground, its aura feeble, and its body covered in wounds. In the battle just now, its already aged body had become riddled with holes.

With a brief mental scan, Qin Jin clearly understood its current state. To call it a flickering candle in the wind was no exaggeration. In fact, the only reason this candle still existed was because of the power of vows it received from its Tribe members, which was constantly sustaining it and repairing its wounds.

A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. At this moment, spiritual power surged within Qin Jin's Spirit Ruins, and two wondrous phenomena simultaneously took effect.

One was the 'Jie' character above the Thunder Marsh.

The other was the black and white divine tree.

Spiritual power surged. Under Qin Jin's control, the Abyssal Dragon raised its hand and lightly pointed. Above the Tu Yang Tribal Priest Guardian, spiritual power evolved, forming a pure white sweet dew that descended and landed on Qi Shan's body.

These were the methods created by two [Laws] containing vitality.

The gentle power merged, assisting Qi Shan's remaining power of vows to repair everything. Its aura temporarily stabilized. At a certain moment, its eyelids trembled slightly, and it slowly opened its eyes.

Its eyes were cloudy and dim, a sign of old age.

The moment it opened its eyes, it prepared to get up, supporting itself on its legs and struggling to prop up half its body. But then it stumbled, and just as it was about to fall to the ground again, spiritual power surged out, intercepting it from below, allowing it to land steadily.

Around them, exclamations from the Tu Yang Tribe members could be heard.

Qi Shan then fully regained consciousness. Its cloudy eyes looked around, seeing the remnants of the battle in the distance and the massive figure before it. Its voice was old and weak: “Who are you, esteemed one?”

“Jin.”

Qin Jin's reply was concise.

The moment it heard the name, Qi Shan's expression clearly fluctuated. Its gaze was extremely complex, looking at a form completely different from when its clone had made contact. Its mind raced, and it finally spoke: “Thank you.”

“No need.”

Qin Jin's voice was calm: “Since the Tu Yang Tribe is preparing to merge into my Tribe, from now on... they are all members of my Si Huo Tribe. I will naturally act.”

“As for you.”

“Qi Shan.”

Qin Jin spoke the name: “You are about to die.”

As soon as the words fell, a sorrowful atmosphere permeated the Tribe.

“I know.”

Qi Shan's tone was surprisingly calm: “When I visited other Tribes, I knew I was going to die.”

“Otherwise, I wouldn't have rushed them to depart so quickly.”

Its gaze shifted, looking at the Tu Yang Tribe members around it, whose expressions varied.

“Jin.”

“From now on, they will be members of the Si Huo Tribe. The Tu Yang Tribe will cease to exist.”

The sense of sorrow grew even stronger.

Qin Jin looked at Qi Shan.

From the perspective of the Great Wilderness human race, Sacrificial Spirits like Qi Shan were probably the most deserving of respect. They treated their Tribe members extremely well, and after nearing their end, they sought a good path for the Tu Yang Tribe, truly dedicating everything to it.

Thoughts shifted in his mind, and Qin Jin's gaze swept, first landing on Ding Yang.

Sensing Qin Jin's gaze, Ding Yang did not hesitate and quickly saluted: “Lord Sacrificial Spirit.”

Qin Jin's gaze shifted again, looking at another person.

Sheng Fang.

He stood beside Sheng Yi. After sensing the gaze, he hid his sadness and solemnly saluted: “Sheng Fang greets Lord Jin.”

As the Tribe leader, he was even more aware that this was a critical period. If his performance caused the new Lord Sacrificial Spirit to feel alienated, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Especially... with the new Lord Sacrificial Spirit being so powerful.

“I need to take it to a certain place.”

Qin Jin's tone was calm: “Ding Yang, contact the Tribe and clean up the aftermath.”

“The Tie Chi Spirit Guardian has been executed. The follow-up will be handled by you.”

Ding Yang did not ask, only nodded and said: “I understand.”

In Qin Jin's plan, he would gradually retreat completely behind the scenes in the development of the Si Huo Tribe. After all, he was the revered Sacrificial Spirit, not the Tribe leader.

After the most powerful high-end combat force was dealt with, handling the aftermath would also be a test for the Si Huo Tribe.

A nascent Tribe also needed some tempering and rich experience to truly consolidate and grow.

His gaze returned, and Qin Jin looked at Sheng Fang: “Sheng Fang.”

“You, cooperate with Ding Yang in this action.”

With a command.

The Abyssal Dragon raised its arm, using its finger as a brush, and wrote in the void. Amidst the surging power of vows, it wrote a 'Li' (Force) character in mid-air.

The 'Li' character descended, landing beside Ding Yang and merging with his body.

This was an enhancement method within the power of vows control, allowing for the enhancement of related Tribe members through the power of vows.

Ding Yang was also one of the earliest practitioners of martial arts in the Si Huo Tribe. He possessed special talent and, after cultivating the Heavenly Azure Method, his combat power was at the forefront of the Si Huo Tribe.

Combined with the power of vows enhancement, it was enough to ensure that certain accidents would not occur.

After doing all this, Qin Jin's gaze returned to Qi Shan, and he said in a deep voice: “Do not resist.”

Under the gaze of the Tu Yang Tribe members, power surrounded Qi Shan. In the next instant, a flash of light, and it had disappeared.

It had been directly taken into the divine cauldron fragment by Qin Jin.

Long ago, Qin Jin had tested it, and the fragment could accommodate living beings.

After doing all this, Qin Jin said no more and stepped into the sky.

Just as he was about to leave.

Below.

A voice finally couldn't hold back and asked: “Lord Jin, where are you taking Lord Qi Shan?”

Sheng Yi.

She had personally visited the Si Huo Tribe and had met Qin Jin once. Other high-ranking Tu Yang Tribe members dared not ask, but she ultimately couldn't resist and asked.

Qin Jin turned back and spoke softly: “To a place that might temporarily preserve its life.”

As soon as the words fell, the Abyssal Dragon stepped into the air. Amidst the surging spiritual power, the Action Word Secret was activated, and Qin Jin's figure completely disappeared, rapidly moving away.

As he departed, Ding Yang had already taken out a communicator and was contacting the Tribe.

After a few quick words, he explained the situation, put down the communicator, and seeing the gazes from Sheng Fang and others, he did not hide anything: “This is a communication treasure bestowed by Lord Sacrificial Spirit.”

“From now on, we are all of the same Tribe, so there is no longer a need to hide it from you.”

After explaining, Ding Yang's eyes became serious, and he looked ahead.

As Qin Jin departed, the pressure gradually dissipated, and the suppressed Iron Tooth Tribe members slowly recovered.

“The Iron Tooth Tribe, the Fei Xue Tribe.”

Ding Yang's brows were resolute: “We must all reorganize and deal with them.”

Sheng Fang nodded: “I understand.”

In the Great Wilderness, Tribe battles and destruction were normal occurrences. In fact, many Tribes grew stronger through one battle after another.

Just as the two were conversing.

From the distant sky, a streak of light rapidly fled, streaking across the sky, and finally stopping in mid-air, looking in all directions.

That figure, standing in mid-air, was slender and appeared quite majestic. Upon arrival, its gaze fell downwards, its eyes narrowed, and it murmured: “It's already over so quickly?”

“Who won?”

The Shi Ri Tribe Sacrificial Spirit, Treading Clouds!

“Si Huo Ding Yang greets Lord Treading Clouds.”

Ding Yang's voice came from below.

The Shi Ri Tribe and the Si Huo Tribe were already allies; every Si Huo Tribe member knew this.

Since the changes in Heaven and Earth, the two Tribes had already cooperated in some minor skirmishes between Tribes.

“People of the Si Huo Tribe.”

Treading Clouds looked at him and asked directly: “What happened here?”

Hearing this, Ding Yang replied neither obsequiously nor arrogantly: “Our Tribe's Lord Sacrificial Spirit has left after executing the Iron Tooth Tribe's Sacrificial Spirit.”

Treading Clouds's eyes narrowed slightly.

Its gaze fell upon the deep crater created by the power explosion on the ground, and ripples appeared in its eyes.

It did not speak, but a question arose in its heart: “Jin is actually so powerful.”

“What is the source of its bloodline?”

...The Great Wilderness sky.

Qin Jin's figure moved rapidly.

After leaving the battlefield, the Abyssal Dragon was put away to reduce consumption. Continuously moving, Qin Jin arrived at his destination.

The southwestern border, Green Wood Temple.

Under the divine light, the green mountains within showed no abnormality.

But when Qin Jin arrived, the divine light covering Green Wood Temple subtly fluctuated, forming a portal, as if sensing his arrival.

Qin Jin did not hesitate. After passing through the portal, he appeared directly on the peak.

It had been a while since he last came, and the peak had changed again. At a glance, a towering, lush green tree stood tall. Under its shade, stone tables and chairs were set up, with a chessboard carved into the tabletop. Two [Ancestors] were seriously playing chess.

Beside the chess table, Su Changqing, in the guise of a young Daoist, had no intention of observing the game in silence, but was giving pointers, speaking a sentence from time to time.

If Qin Jin had just arrived at Green Wood Temple for the first time, he would not have felt anything about this scene.

But now that he understood the truth of Green Wood Temple, knowing that these three were one entity, seeing this scene again inevitably felt a bit strange.

Just as Qin Jin stepped closer.

Ahead, Su Changqing, in the guise of a young Daoist, turned his head and looked over, a gentle smile on his face: “You have something to seek me for.”

“I cannot hide it from Senior.”

Before such truly heaven-reaching experts, even if they were just imprints, hiding anything was the most unnecessary thing. Qin Jin's thoughts stirred, and within his Spirit Ruins, a divine cauldron fragment flew out. He communicated briefly, and a flash of light later, Qi Shan's body appeared on the peak.

It had already fallen unconscious again.

Qin Jin maintained it with the Heavenly Azure Method. Both Laws were top-tier true scriptures. If cultivated to a high level, they would most likely truly save its life and allow it to continue existing.

Truly top-tier individuals might even allow it to break through its lifespan limit.

But Qin Jin was, after all, only in the Cavern Realm now.

“Senior.”

Qin Jin's tone was calm: “It is the Sacrificial Spirit of a Tribe in the Great Wilderness. It once helped me and has always sincerely protected its human compatriots.”

Qin Jin recounted everything about Qi Shan. Not far away, the Axe-Wielding Ancestor and the White-Eyebrow Ancestor were still playing chess.

After the narration.

Seeing Qin Jin stop speaking, Su Changqing's expression remained unchanged: “You brought it here because you believe I can save its life?”

“Yes.”

Qin Jin nodded: “Senior, it once helped me, and I am willing to do something for it.”

“Do what you can, and leave the rest to fate.”

Qin Jin considered himself not a benevolent person, but he wouldn't mind doing some good deeds for those connected to him.

Su Changqing nodded.

He looked at Qin Jin and smiled slightly: “Your personality is quite direct.”

“Let it stay here.”

“Coincidentally, I am somewhat curious about this Sacrificial Spirit system circulating in the [Great Wilderness].”

Hearing this, Qin Jin looked at him: “Does Senior wish to investigate the Sacrificial Spirit system?”

“Exactly.”

Su Changqing's gaze fell on Qi Shan. With a flick of his sleeve, a gentle breeze blew, as if blowing a leaf. Qi Shan's body was swept up and landed on the branches of the towering tree behind them.

The branches gathered, and leaves covered it, directly enveloping it.

Su Changqing murmured: “Some of the methods contained within this Sacrificial Spirit system have similarities to the inheritance of my lineage.”

Qin Jin's expression became solemn.

Su Changqing, however, seemed not to intend to elaborate on this topic.

Just then.

Not far away, accompanied by the sound of a chess piece being placed, the Axe-Wielding Ancestor laughed heartily and said loudly: “Senior Brother, I won this game.”

“Again, again.”

The White-Eyebrow Ancestor stroked his long beard, speaking eagerly and quickly.

The two began a new game.

This scene successfully attracted Qin Jin's attention, and he couldn't help but glance over.

In front of him.

Su Changqing's voice sounded: “Do you find this scene very surprising?”

Qin Jin nodded.

“You will slowly understand in the future.”

Su Changqing smiled calmly: “If one cultivates the 'Sui Xing Qing Lü Tian Shu' and does not perish midway, truly cultivating to the highest realm will grant a vast lifespan.”

“At that time, through the long years, one will always seek some interesting things.”

He looked at Qin Jin, not minding to say a few more words, like an elder recounting interesting stories of his youth to a junior, and said calmly: “When I cultivated in Green Wood Temple, these two Ancestors left the deepest impression on me.”

“Later, when I achieved success in cultivation and verified myself, it was also in remembrance and commemoration that I once truly evolved into such forms and walked among the world.”

He pointed to the White-Eyebrow Ancestor: “He once established a great sect in the world, widely accepting disciples. At that time, Heavenly Vault had not yet risen.”

He then pointed to the Axe-Wielding Ancestor: “He once sought hidden gems in the countryside. Among his later disciples, there were also many who rose to fame.”

“The path of cultivation is also the path of longevity. Segmented experiences truly shape the true self.”

In his words, there was both guidance and lament.

Qin Jin kept it in mind.

In front of him, Su Changqing looked at him: “I sense a sense of completeness about you.”

“Are you preparing for a breakthrough?”