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

The new moon is approaching, and midnight is almost here.

Deep within Fulong Ridge lies the "Eye of the Fallen Dragon".

This is a strange valley, completely different from the scorching and filthy "Flame Valley." It is surrounded by steep, knife-cut black cliffs that rise into the clouds, slicing the sky into an irregular circle. In the center of the valley is a huge, circular pool of water, over a hundred feet in diameter and seemingly bottomless. The water is a viscous, almost inky black color, its surface smooth as a mirror, without a single ripple.

The geological structure here is obviously very special. The valley is low-lying and never sees sunlight. The moisture condenses and does not dissipate, forming this cold and isolated place.

At this moment, on a relatively flat black rock platform on the north side of the valley, stands an altar. The altar is constructed of nine tiers of massive stones of nine different colors and textures, the stones clearly quarried from different places. Around the altar stand nine towering bronze pillars, each several meters high and covered with mottled corrosion marks.

Below the altar, dozens of priests were dancing a strange dance around it in a stiff and fanatical manner, chanting ancient, obscure, and bizarre incantations.

Further out were hundreds of elite "Blood Wolf Guards" standing solemnly, as well as some die-hard "Crimson Abyss" cultists who had retreated from "Flame Valley," all with solemn expressions and fanatical eyes.

At the top of the altar, beside the recessed stone pool, stood three people.

In the center stood Xuan Yan, now dressed in a dark gold sacrificial robe, wearing an ancient golden crown, and holding the "Earth Vein Flame Marrow." He closed his eyes, muttering incantations, seemingly calculating or sensing something. To his left sat "Earth Fire," his aura weak, while to his right was the haggard-looking Prince Lin.

Before the first step of the altar, nine pairs of young boys and girls with empty eyes knelt, dressed in plain white linen clothes.

The ceremony has clearly reached a crucial point.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The heavy sound of drums rose from the edge of the valley.

"Release the arrows!"

A cold, sharp shout shattered the ritual!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Three black arrows shot out from the shadows of the rocks on the east side! "Shadow Fang" sniping activated!

One arrow was deflected by a guard wielding a strangely long-handled hook-scythe beside Xuan Yan! Another arrow, aimed at the priest, was blocked by a nearby "Blood Wolf Guard." Only the arrow aimed at the drummer succeeded, and the drumming stopped abruptly.

"There's an ambush! The stone forest to the east!" the earth roared.

A squad of "Blood Wolf Guards" rushed towards the stone forest. The three members of "Shadow Fang" had already moved and began hit-and-run tactics.

The ceremony became slightly chaotic, and Xuan Yan shouted sharply, "King Lin, continue! Earth Fire, wipe them out!"

Lin Wang forced himself to remain calm, took the incantation, and began chanting. Di Huo ordered his men to rush towards the stone forest.

Xuan Yan's icy gaze swept towards the valley entrance. Steady, powerful footsteps echoed from the plank road.

Lin Feng reversed the Broken Mountain Blade and stepped into the "Eye of Dragon's Fall". "Mysterious Flame, this is the end."

"Lin Feng," Xuan Yan turned around, "you've arrived. Perfect, let you witness it with your own eyes!"

He suddenly swung his left hand downwards, and at the same time, his feet seemed to step on a slightly different colored stone slab that had been arranged on the altar beforehand!

"Click... Boom..."

A dull sound, as if originating from underground, rang out as mechanisms turned and rocks rubbed together!

Nine colossal bronze pillars emitted wisps of white gas, which appeared mysterious and unpredictable under the firelight. The entire altar area was instantly enveloped in an incredibly awe-inspiring atmosphere of "holiness" and "eerie."

The surface of the inky black pool began to ripple even without wind.

"You play tricks and deceive the world! Today, I will shatter your evil altar and behead your demonic head!"

Lin Feng roared, gripped the Broken Mountain Blade tightly with both hands, poured all his energy and spirit into the blade, and shot straight at the altar like an arrow!

Dozens of "Blood Wolf Guards" and cultists surged forward to block him. Lin Feng followed his blade, the Broken Mountain Blade transforming into a black storm, charging fiercely and unstoppable, carving a bloody path through the frenzied enemy ranks and stepping onto the altar's stone steps!

Xuan Yan's eyes turned cold. He moved like lightning, his right hand forming a claw. His five fingers were covered with black, sharp metal finger guards that seemed to be coated with poison. With a sharp whooshing sound, he grabbed straight at Lin Feng's face!

"Clang clang clang—!"

The Broken Mountain Blade and the metal poison claws collided violently, exploding into a series of sparks!

Xuan Yan's claw techniques were unpredictable and ruthless, incorporating Western Region grappling and assassination skills, coupled with his elusive movements and poisonous finger goggles, making him impossible to defend against. Lin Feng's swordsmanship was powerful and forceful, using brute force to overcome skill, relentlessly pressing forward. The two engaged in a perilous battle atop the altar.

Below, King Lin was already paralyzed with fear. The priests scattered and hid.

"Time is running out! We must finish!" Xuan Yan, who had been fighting for a long time without success, had a look of anxiety and ferocity in his eyes.

He suddenly swung his claws, forcing Lin Feng back half a step, and then slammed his left hand into a special groove in the center of the altar's stone pool! It seemed he wanted to forcefully complete the final step!

"Don't even think about it!"

How could Lin Feng let him succeed? In the instant Xuan Yan was distracted, he caught a fleeting opening! The Broken Mountain Blade drew a resolute arc, ignoring the poisonous claws reaching for his ribs, and instead met the attack head-on, the blade aimed directly at Xuan Yan's left arm that was pressed into the groove!

Xuan Yan was horrified and withdrew his hand to dodge the blade, staggering as he did so.

Lin Feng pressed his advantage relentlessly, lunging forward and unleashing the Broken Mountain Blade with unstoppable momentum, slashing down once more!

"Xuan Yan! It's time to end your tricks!"

"clang--!!!"

The Broken Mountain Blade clashed violently with the metal poison claws that Xuan Yan had blocked! A piercing metallic clang, accompanied by sparks, exploded in the dim and chaotic light and shadow! Xuan Yan groaned, feeling an irresistible force coming from his arm guard. His left arm went numb instantly, and he was slammed backward, almost falling off the top of the altar!

However, due to the violent impact and his unstable body, the "Earth Vein Flame Marrow" he was holding tightly in his left hand could not be accurately pressed into the groove in the center of the stone pool. It only grazed the edge of the groove!

It's now!

Lin Feng roared, "Xuan Yan! Prepare to die—!"

He lunged forward like a cannonball! He raised the Broken Mountain Blade high above his head with both hands, and with the determination to cut through everything, he slashed down!