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The golden light shot into the sky for less than twenty minutes.

The first group of people arrived.

Three middle-aged men who looked like rogue cultivators climbed over the western ridge and landed on an open area outside the mining area.

King Wu, 7th Dan; King Wu, 5th Dan; King Wu, 6th Dan.

All three of them stared intently at the golden beam of light, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

"A Martial Saint-level energy fluctuation! What the hell is this treasure?"

"Forget about any treasure, let's go in and grab it first!"

The three of them took off and rushed toward the mine entrance.

When I was about 50 meters from the cave entrance, I stopped.

A young man sat on a wooden chair at the entrance of the mine, his right hand resting on a battle sword that emitted a ghostly golden light.

The three individuals exchanged glances.

"Where did you come from, kid? Get out of the way!"

Lin Feng didn't move his butt.

"Sorry, this road is closed."

The seventh-level Martial King's face darkened, and he channeled his qi and blood into his right fist, blasting it directly at Lin Feng.

A burst of energy swept past.

The man's arm disappeared below the elbow.

He looked down at his bleeding severed arm, his mind still reeling.

The second cut followed immediately.

The bodies of the three rogue cultivators shattered into pieces in mid-air, with bone fragments and bits of flesh splattering all over the mine entrance.

Lin Feng shook the blood off the Fang of Calamity and placed it back next to his knees.

The chair wasn't moved an inch from beginning to end.

Iron Eagle returned after evacuating the miners and happened to see the pieces of flesh on the ground.

He opened his mouth, but swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"Leader, another wave is coming from the north."

Lin Feng looked up.

On the ridge to the north, seven or eight figures were rapidly approaching.

The leader exudes a powerful aura, indicating he is at the second stage of Martial Venerable.

Behind him followed six martial kings, lined up in neat rows.

Iron Eagle recognized the leader.

"A member of the Sun family! Sun Zhengyang, the third elder of the Sun family, a second-level Martial Venerable."

The Sun family in the provincial capital.

Like the Chen family, they have been gradually eroding the alliance's resources over the years.

Sun Zhengyang landed at the entrance of the mining area, glanced at the scraps of meat on the ground, and frowned.

Then he saw Lin Feng sitting at the entrance of the mine.

"Who are you? Isn't this the Chen family's mine?"

"Who told you this was the Chen family's mine? From today onwards, this is the Beast Taming Alliance's mine! I, Lin Feng, am the mine owner."

Sun Zhengyang's expression changed slightly.

"Where are the Chen family members?"

"The Chen family is wiped out."

Sun Zhengyang was stunned for half a second.

"Destroyed? Who destroyed it?"

Lin Feng tapped the ground twice with the hilt of his knife.

Sun Zhengyang's face twitched.

He didn't know Lin Feng, but he knew Tie Ying.

"Beast Taming Alliance?"

Tie Ying stood behind Lin Feng with his arms crossed, without saying a word.

Sun Zhengyang's six men had already spread out on both flanks, their auras emanating outwards, ready to make a move at any moment.

Sun Zhengyang stared at the golden beam of light shooting out of the mine for two seconds, then took a deep breath.

"The energy fluctuations at the site where the Martial Saint passed away. This level of secret realm is not something you can monopolize."

"Who said I was going to keep it all to myself?"

Sun Zhengyang's expression relaxed a little.

"Very well, our Sun family is willing to cooperate with the alliance in development."

"I mean," Lin Feng interrupted him.

"Who said I'm alone?"

The ground shook.

Heavy footsteps approached from the direction of the dense forest to the east.

Iron rhinoceros.

King Wu's two-sectioned iron rhinoceros with a single horn rushed out of the forest, its four legs slamming into the ground, creating a series of deep craters, with several branches still hanging from its single horn.

Sun Zhengyang's six men all took a step back.

Followed by.

A sharp whistling sound came from the sky.

The Thunder Abyss Vulture swooped down from the clouds, its thirty-meter wingspan obscuring half the sky, and purple arcs of electricity crackled on its bone crown.

The aura of a Martial Venerable at the third stage spread out.

Sun Zhengyang's face finally changed.

A Martial Venerable-level beast?

Was he casually summoned by a young man sitting in a chair?

"Who else wants to come?" Lin Feng tilted his head.

Iron Eagle pulled out a communicator at some point, speaking very softly.

"Alliance Leader, another group has arrived from the south, a dozen or so people, and the leader's aura is... that of a Martial Saint."

The Martial Saint.

Lin Feng tapped his finger on the hilt of the knife.

Sun Zhengyang also sensed that aura, and the last trace of color drained from his face.

From the southern horizon, a streak of light was approaching at an extremely fast speed.

The speed was too fast, and the sonic boom it created sounded like thunder.

The streak of light slowed down over the mining area and hovered for two seconds.

Then it landed.

It crashed right in the center of the mining area square.

A large section of the ground collapsed.

Gravel and dust flew several meters high.

The smoke and dust cleared.

An old man in a long robe stood in the pit, his hair gray, holding a short, emerald-green cane in his hand.

The aura was extremely powerful.

Martial Saint, Third Stage.

A dozen or so people landed behind him, all wearing dark green uniforms with a shield-shaped emblem embroidered on their chests.

Iron Eagle's face froze completely.

"Lu Mingyuan, Vice President of the Provincial Capital Martial Arts Association".

Lu Mingyuan looked around the mining area and propped his short cane on the ground.

His gaze swept over the pieces of flesh on the ground, over the iron rhinoceros, over the ferocious vultures circling in the sky, and finally settled on Lin Feng.

"Young man, I am Lu Mingyuan. The secret realm where the Martial Saint passed away is a heaven-sent opportunity. According to the martial arts regulations of the Dragon Kingdom, such opportunities are jointly managed by the discoverer and the Martial Arts Association."

He extended his right hand towards Lin Feng.

"Make way for the mine shaft, and the association will take over."

Lin Feng sat in the chair and looked down at his hands.

She looked up again at Lu Mingyuan's outstretched hand.

"Old Lu."

Lu Mingyuan's eyebrows twitched.

"I haven't heard of the regulations you mentioned, but I do know a rule."

Lin Feng stood up.

The teeth of calamity rest on the ground.

The Thunder Abyss Vulture let out a long howl overhead.

The iron rhinoceros exhaled a puff of hot air from its side.

"Whoever has the bigger fist calls the shots."

Lin Feng gripped the knife hilt tightly.

Gongsun Yuan from the Alliance headquarters sent a signal.

They're almost there.

Lu Mingyuan's hand was still outstretched.

Lin Feng smiled at him.

"Old Lu, how long do you think it will take for the four Martial Saints from the Alliance to fly over?"

Lu Mingyuan's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

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