Too many female prisoners, a special forces soldier transmigrates and marries wildly.

Just as Lin Feng was about to ask another question, suddenly, even more dense and hurried footsteps and shouts came from the depths of the mine. Clearly, the series of explosions had attracted more guards and "Crimson Abyss" cultists! This place was not safe to stay any longer!

He glanced at Di Huo, who was convulsing on the ground from excruciating pain and blood loss, then looked in the direction where the pursuers were approaching. Capturing Di Huo alive to extract a confession was the best option, but with a severely wounded and crippled enemy in tow, it would be difficult to escape while surrounded by pursuers.

In a flash, Lin Feng made a decision.

He crouched down and, under the venomous gaze of the fiery creature, quickly searched its entire body, pulling out several small, crimson spheres, some bottles and jars of poison, a bronze token engraved with the character "地" (earth), and several folded pieces of parchment covered with intricate markings and routes. He stuffed all these items into his own pocket.

"Your life will be spared for now. I hope you'll be smarter next time we meet." Lin Feng coldly uttered these words, then turned and rushed out without further hesitation.

The pursuing troops had rushed to the explosion site and were thrown into chaos upon seeing the mess and the critically injured Di Huo.

"Venerable One!"

"Quickly! Save the Venerable One!"

"The assassin ran that way! Chase after him!"

Amid shouts, some of the pursuers raised ground fires, while others yelled and chased after Lin Feng.

Lin Feng circled around, then sprinted at full speed through the dark, winding passages whenever he saw a path.

Gradually, the pursuers were left behind. He found himself on the edge of the "Flame Valley" basin! A steep slope lay beneath his feet. He could still faintly hear the curses of his pursuers behind him, but they clearly dared not pursue him any further.

We're safe for now.

Lin Feng leaned against a rock, panting heavily. He quickly checked himself; the leather armor on his back was charred, indicating a serious injury, but no bones or tendons were broken. The spoils he had been carrying were still there.

"Wind Chime... Wind Jade..." Lin Feng murmured to himself, wondering if they had escaped safely. He needed to return to the temporary camp as soon as possible to reunite with the others and devise the next plan.

Before dawn, Lin Feng found the secluded mountain hollow that served as a temporary campsite.

"garrison!"

"Grand Commander!"

As they approached, a suppressed cry of surprise rang out from the darkness. Chen Heng and several soldiers from the "Falcon Battalion" leaped out of their hiding place, and were all taken aback by Lin Feng's disheveled appearance.

"Are you injured?" Chen Heng hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious." Lin Feng waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. "Have Feng Ling and Feng Jue returned?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ling and Feng Jue emerged from behind a large rock. Both of them were somewhat disheveled. Feng Ling had a fresh wound on her arm, which had been simply bandaged. Feng Jue's hair was disheveled, and her face was covered in cigarette ash, but her eyes were bright. She clearly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lin Feng return safely.

"Grand Commander, it's good that you're alright." Feng Ling's voice was still cold, but it carried a hint of barely perceptible concern.

"We took a detour back and just got here a short while ago." Feng Jue patted his chest, still feeling lingering fear.

"It's good that you're back." Lin Feng nodded and gestured for everyone to go deeper into the secluded part of the mountain valley.

He took the water pouch Chen Heng handed him, drank a few mouthfuls, then rinsed the wound on his back with clean water, applied wound medicine, and simply bandaged it with the clean inner lining. The burning pain lessened slightly, and his spirits lifted.

"Commander, what's the situation inside? That explosion..." Chen Heng couldn't help but ask.

Lin Feng gestured for everyone to sit down, lowered his voice, and briefly recounted the process of infiltrating "Flame Valley".

"That bastard Di Huo deserves to die!" Chen Heng roared.

"He's not dead, but he's seriously injured and won't be able to do anything wrong for a while," Lin Feng said, taking out the seized items from his pocket and spreading them on the ground.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to the parchment inside. Lin Feng carefully unfolded it and looked at it in the dim light of the day. Intricate lines and markings were drawn on it using black and red paint.

"It's a detailed map of the interior of 'Flame Valley'!" Wind Chime's eyes lit up. With her excellent memory, she quickly recognized it: "This is the main cave, this is the location of the altar, this is the mine layout… This red line, is it a secret passage leading to deeper mines? These black dots are guard posts… Hmm, there's a separate marker here, away from the altar and mines, in the northwest corner of the cave, marked 'Holy Abode'?"

"Holy Residence? Could it be the residence of the 'Holy Lord'? Or perhaps a place to store more important items?" Chen Heng guessed.

"Possibly." Lin Feng nodded, pointing to another piece of parchment.

This drawing appears to depict the terrain of the entire Fulong Ridge region, with "Flame Valley" highlighted. A winding dotted line extends from the depths of "Flame Valley" to an area marked with special symbols in the northeast direction.

"Look here, there is a secret passage deep in the 'Flame Valley' that leads to this area in the northeast. It is marked with 'Eye of the Dragon's Fall, Holy Flame Pool'? There is also a line of small text: 'At midnight of the new moon, the Holy Lord will descend and open the Heavenly Gate.'"

Feng Jue's face paled. "That sounds really creepy. What does 'Opening the Heavenly Gate' mean?"

"I'm afraid that's the ultimate goal of their so-called 'blood sacrifice,' or to obtain something they want," Lin Feng said in a deep voice.

He pointed to the last piece of parchment. This one resembled a list and schedule, with one line circled in cinnabar: "On the eve of the new moon, at the hour of Xu (7-9 PM), the offerings are moved to the Sacred Flame Pool. At the hour of Hai (9-11 PM), the altar is purified. At the hour of Zi (11 PM-1 AM), the Holy Lord arrives to perform the grand ceremony."

Lin Feng calculated the time. "Today is the 23rd, and the new moon is the 29th. That means that six days from now, they will move the offerings from the current cages to the 'Holy Flame Pool' of the 'Eye of the Dragon's Fall'. The so-called 'Grand Ceremony' will be held at midnight the next day."

"Six days...then we..." Chen Heng looked at Lin Feng.

"Time is tight, but it's enough for us to make arrangements." Lin Feng pointed to the detailed map of "Flame Valley." "A direct assault is unlikely to succeed given our numbers. We must use strategy, coordinating from within and without, to destroy its core in one fell swoop."

"How can we coordinate from the inside and outside?" Wind Chime asked.

"First, we need to send people to infiltrate the miners, spread rumors, and incite unrest, so that they can create chaos at a crucial moment. But this is extremely dangerous; if we are exposed, we will be doomed. Fengling, Fengjue, are you willing?"