Originally, Ming Qi, like everyone else, was focused on the battle between Yu Quanzhen and Mie Shen. Such high-level battles are always inspiring.
However, just as Ming Qi inadvertently shifted his gaze, he unexpectedly spotted a figure appear in the distance, then vanished.
Ming Qi was startled at first. He felt as if he had seen this figure somewhere before, a sense of déjà vu.
"It's him!"
A moment later, Ming Qi suddenly realized. His memory was excellent, and after a brief moment of reflection, he immediately remembered who that person was.
The ghostly figure was none other than the man he had encountered earlier outside the Magic Forest, claiming to be the Dragon Thief Ye Qizong!
This person hadn't appeared during the long and perilous journey through the Magic Forest, yet he appeared at this very moment, having already passed through the Magic Forest and headed towards Mount Osho without anyone noticing!
How had he gotten through the Magic Forest?
A question suddenly occurred to Ming Qi. If he'd been among the cultivators, then there was no way Ming Qi hadn't noticed this person.
Havingn't seen him among the other cultivators meant he'd found his way through the Magic Forest through another method.
"This person isn't simple..."
Ye Qizong flashed by ahead, and Ming Qi only caught a glimpse of his back. But it was certain he was heading for Mount Osho, perhaps even heading for the summit.
If that was the case, a bold idea came to Ming Qi's mind. Since someone claiming to be Ye Qizong had dared to go alone to Mount Osho, and he had the protection of the Divine Map Space, there was no point in waiting here. He could just take this opportunity to avoid the Devil's attention, bypass this area, and head straight for Mount Osho.
"Let's not watch here anymore. Let's go around."
Ming Qi reminded his companions, then closely watched the battle between Mie Shen and Yu Quanzhen. He manipulated the divine map space into a hazy haze, and while Mie Shen was waving his hands and sending out shards of sharp light, he quietly swerved to the side.
"Much easier than I thought."
Seeing how easily he had evaded Mie Shen's attention, Ming Qi felt a sense of relief.
After bypassing the two's battleground and moving a short distance forward, Ming Qi noticed that the entire space had become brighter. They had left the Magic Forest. The sun was shining brightly, and a strong wind blew, giving them a desolate and atmospheric feeling.
The ground was covered with weeds, and the terrain was rolling. It was a decidedly dangerous place.
There was no sign of Ye Qizong ahead, but now that they had bypassed Mie Shen, they naturally had to explore Mount Osho.
Through the divine map, a view of Mount Osho towered before him. Its jagged, crisscrossed rock formations were terrifying, and the occasional plants growing in its caverns looked eerie and terrifying.
As the main peak of the Imperial Mountain Range, Mount Osho possessed a unique aura.
He controlled the divine map forward, but before long, he heard a piercing string sound from Mount Osho ahead, followed by an icy voice: "Mie Shen, you were completely unaware of someone intruding. Can you bear the consequences of ruining the Young Master's plans?"
The voice was icy, as if emanating from a thousand-year-old ice, devoid of any trace of life.
Hearing this voice, Ming Qi was instantly struck. Sure enough!
He was all too familiar with this voice. Though it was much colder than before, devoid of any emotion, it remained unchanged. The voice now emanating from Mount Osho was none other than Meng Ling's!
Meng Ling was indeed here!
"Someone slipped in? They're courting death!"
Mie Shen was already furious with Yu Quanzhen for the prolonged battle, and upon hearing Meng Ling's call from Mount Osho, he intensified his anger. With a flick of his hand, he abandoned Yu Quanzhen and soared towards Mount Osho, showering the sky with divine flags.
The flags rained down like a shower, each one igniting a powerful explosion as it landed, instantly bringing unbearable pain to the cultivators who, upon seeing Mie Shen retreat, had attempted to charge.
Those who had made it this far were generally cultivators of considerable cultivation. While being struck by Mie Shen's flags wouldn't kill them, some were caught off guard and left bruised and battered.
Mie Shen no longer cared about Yu Quanzhen. His figure streaked across the sky like a meteor, quickly reaching the sky above the face of Mount Osho.
Upon arriving, Mie Shen saw a black shadow swiftly leap down from the face of Mount Osho, leaping across the mountain like a bullet, swift as lightning.
"You're courting death!"
Realizing that it was this person who had sneaked in, Mie Shen was furious and chased after the shadow.
But after a few breaths, Mie Shen found he couldn't keep up with his target!
"This person exudes a strange aura. There's no need to chase them. The young master's rebirth is nearing its final moments. Together, we'll stop them at Mount Osho."
As he spoke, a blood-red figure, with red hair and eyes and a fluttering blood-red robe, floated down the mountain.
"I will kill this person!"
Mie Shen was clearly humiliated by someone's unseen presence, as if deeply humiliated, and he was determined to kill his target immediately.
"Such impulsive behavior!"
Meng Ling shouted coldly, stopping Mie Shen as he was about to charge.
"Summon the Nine Cities."
Meng Ling said coldly, flicking her arm as the Human Blood Demon Harp, emitting an eerie black-red glow, quietly appeared before her.
"Alright!"
The two had fought side by side before, so they naturally had a tacit understanding. Upon hearing Meng Ling's words about summoning the Nine Cities, Mie Shen knew what was coming next, and he followed her lead without hesitation.
With Mie Shen no longer obstructing them in the distance, the large group of cultivators, led by Yu Quanzhen, finally arrived at the foot of Mount Aoxiu.
Yu Quanzhen looked up and saw Mie Shen and Meng Ling standing side by side in the sky, her brows furrowed.
The Human Blood Demon Harp, the leader of the three great generals of the Divine Weapon Sect, had finally appeared!
Just as the cultivators were stunned, a deafening roar echoed from all directions. Endless black smoke rose from the ground in all directions, gathering in the air. In the blink of an eye, vast black cities appeared within the swirling black smoke!
"What is this!"
"Nine Cities Appear!"
With a roar from the sky, Mie Shen descended upon the earth, sending up clouds of dust.
Looking around, all that could be seen was a black aura swirling around the nine cities, and demonic clouds billowing. Just a glance at them was enough to send one's heart trembling.
Buzz~~~
While everyone was still in shock, the dream spirit in the air had already waved its hands, its ten fingers brushing across the strings before it.
"It's a combined magical power!"
Yu Quanzhen, a man of great experience, immediately guessed this from the two men's actions. He was already struggling to deal with just one God Slayer, but now with the addition of the Human Blood Demon Harp, and the combined magical power of both, one could only imagine the devastating power that would unleash.
"Everyone, disperse! Leave the city!"
Yu Quanzhen didn't dare to dwell on it. Even he couldn't withstand the combined magical power of two powerful Martial Kings. He couldn't protect himself, and the rest of the cultivators could only hope for the best.
Yu Quanzhen was already panicking, and all the cultivators began to flee as if they were losing their lives.
The area enclosed by the nine cities was enormous, and escaping it instantly was clearly impossible.
As the cultivators moved, the sounds of Meng Ling's zither in the air continued. Then, jet-black beams of light, like rays of destruction, shot out from the nine cities, scattering across the sky. Anyone touched by the black light was instantly shattered on the spot, creating a bloody and horrifying scene.
"Although the Nine Cities God-Slayer lacks the might of its former self, it's still more than enough to deal with ants like you."
The God-Slayer stood proudly in the sky, observing the numerous cultivators fleeing for their lives in the west. His gloomy expression finally brightened slightly.
"They are indeed powerful. Fortunately, I wasn't the first to charge."
Seeing the devastating attack of these black beasts, Ming Qi felt a wave of fear. With such destructive power, even the Divine Map space might not be able to withstand it.
"Huh? Why are there people climbing the mountain over there again?"
At this moment, Mo Changli, from within the Divine Map, exclaimed in surprise.
Turning his gaze, Ming Qi was stunned.
In the distance, atop Mount Osho, a massive humanoid figure was rapidly ascending.
What was most astonishing about this figure was that a pair of enormous black-gold wings had sprouted from its back. With each ascent, these wings flapped powerfully, carrying the figure upwards for a considerable distance.
"Dragon thief! There really is a dragon thief!"
Seeing this figure, Su Yuan, who had remained silent until then, suddenly exclaimed.