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Outside the restricted area, at the organizing committee square.

The image on the screen trembled one last time and then froze.

Signals were restored simultaneously in all areas.

The image was so clear it was almost blinding.

The leaderboard was at the very top, and the Northern Military Region team's numbers remained unchanged.

7,650,000.

Thousands of people were staring at that number.

No one spoke.

There wasn't even anyone coughing.

Chief Referee Chen's hand, holding the communicator, hovered in mid-air. His lips moved twice, but no sound came out.

He has been a referee for thirty years, in seven major competitions, and has seen no fewer than a hundred geniuses.

7.65 million.

Second place: Southern Xinjiang, 87,000.

It's almost ninety times worse.

The communicator was still buzzing; the signal in the core area had been cut off for a while, and Duan Hongyuan hadn't been able to contact it since he went in.

Old Chen was about to dial again.

A dragon's roar echoed from the sky.

The sound was deep and lingering, coming from the direction of the horizon.

Everyone looked up at the same time.

A crack appeared in the clouds.

A dark purple dragon body, over a hundred meters long, emerged from the gap in the clouds, followed closely by a Thunder Abyss Vulture with its wings spread wide.

Two Martial Saint-level beasts descended from the sky towards the plaza, one after the other.

The might of a Martial Saint-level beast was overwhelming.

The military dogs stationed around the square all lay down, paws on the ground, weak whimpers escaping their throats. Two of them even urinated.

Several referees at the Martial Venerable level subconsciously took a step back, their faces drained of color.

The dragon's shadow drew ever closer.

Lin Feng stood atop the dragon's head, the crimson-gold spear resting on his shoulder.

His combat uniform was torn in several places, and the right sleeve was completely ripped off, revealing bloodstains on his forearm.

Duan Hongyuan stood two meters behind him, his hands behind his back.

The earth dragon slammed its four claws down towards the very center of the square.

boom!

Half of the platform was broken.

Stones flew in all directions, and two tables in front of the referee's stand were overturned by the blast wave.

The tremors from the dragon's body landing sent waves of energy up from the ground, forcing the people in the first three rows of the plaza to retreat several steps.

The eagle landed on the open ground on the east side of the square, folded its wings, and the lightning arcs crackled and dissipated from its feathers.

The entire room fell silent.

Thousands of people, not one of them uttered a sound.

Lin Feng jumped down from the dragon's head.

Stepping on the gravel, it crunched.

He walked to the referee's table, took out the scoreboard from his pocket, and let go of it.

Snapped.

The scoreboard was slammed onto the referee's table.

7,650,000.

The numbers were dazzlingly bright.

"The Northern Frontier has been cleared."

Lin Feng's voice wasn't loud, but the amplification array in the square amplified every word.

"Let's settle the accounts."

Old Chen's Adam's apple bobbed.

He looked down at the scoreboard, then looked up at the two people getting off the dragon's back.

Duan Hongyuan looked unwell, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, but he stood very straight.

Old Chen took a deep breath, about to speak.

"Wait a moment!"

On the right side of the referee's stand, Bai Wangshu suddenly stood up.

He kicked the chair, causing it to slide back half a meter and bump into the leg of the table behind it.

He pointed at Lin Feng, raising his voice significantly.

"Lin Feng! You, a Martial Venerable contestant, are controlling two Martial Saint-level beasts; this is a serious violation of the rules!"

His fingers were trembling, but his voice was loud.

"Furthermore, the timing of the beast tide outbreak in the core area perfectly matches the time you entered the core area! What makes you think you can clear yourself of suspicion? What if you were the one who triggered this beast tide?"

Whispers began to circulate in the square.

Several unsuspecting representatives from prominent families exchanged glances.

Someone muttered quietly, "Indeed, how come a Martial Venerable is riding a Martial Saint beast..."

Bai Wangshu felt more confident.

He took a step forward, lowered his voice, and adopted an air of official business.

"I propose that Lin Feng be temporarily detained and all points in the Northern Territory frozen until the incident is thoroughly investigated. If it is verified that he was indeed the one who caused the beast tide, he must be prosecuted..."

Lin Feng turned his head and glanced at him.

Just one glance.

Bai Wangshu's words stuck in her throat.

Lin Feng didn't say anything.

He reached into his storage ring and touched it for two seconds.

He took out two items.

He casually tossed it at Bai Wangshu's feet.

Glug glug.

The two heads rolled twice on the ground and stopped in front of Bai Wangshu's boot tips.

A thin, narrow-faced man who died with his eyes wide open.

A broad, thick eyebrow; a clean cut on the neck; the blood at the cut surface had turned black.

White owl.

white crane.

The Bai family's twin martial saints, ranked as Heaven.

Bai Wangshu's mouth remained open, the first half of the sentence lingering on her lips, but she couldn't utter the second half.

His legs went weak.

He staggered back two steps, his knee hit the edge of the chair, and he fell to the ground.

The color drained completely from his face.

The whispers in the square also ceased.

Everyone's attention shifted from the scoreboard to the two people's heads.

Those who recognized it gasped in horror, while those who didn't were terrified by the aura of death emanating from it.

Lin Feng looked at Bai Wangshu.

"You Bai family members are stubborn while alive, but you're quite quiet when you're dead."

Bai Wangshu's lips trembled.

He tried to say something, but opened his mouth twice and couldn't make a sound.

Bai Xiao and Bai He are the top martial saints of the Bai family.

Bai Yong counts himself as one, and these two count as two.

The Bai family was able to maintain its prestige among the prominent families in the capital because of its "Three Martial Saints" title.

Now two signs have been smashed.

They threw it at his feet.

Lin Feng no longer looks at him.

Duan Hongyuan stepped down from the dragon's back.

Emperor Wu's aura was not completely concealed, and a layer of golden qi overflowed from his body.

The entire plaza was frozen in place by his qi and blood; even the wind stopped.

He walked to the front of the referee's table and stopped.

"The competition has now come to an end."

Duan Hongyuan's voice was a little hoarse. He had been absorbing qi and blood in front of the stone platform for more than an hour, which had taken a toll on his health.

But the weight of each word was not reduced.

"Now, let's settle the score."

He took two items out of his storage ring.

The first thing was a piece of broken bone.

The surface is charred black, with residual dark gold patterns.

The second item was a jade communication talisman that was half broken.

The Bai family logo on the talisman is clearly visible.

Duan Hongyuan placed the broken bone fragments and communication talisman on the referee's table.

"In the core area of ​​the Ten Thousand Mountains, the Zhenlongtai altar was destroyed from the inside by the Bai family's formation-breaking talisman. The last instruction remaining in the communication talisman was issued by Song Jiao of the East Sea Military Region."

He raised his hand and channeled his mental energy into the communication talisman.

Song Jiao's voice came from the shattered talisman, intermittent, but every word was clear.

"...The position of Dui has been destroyed...The dragon vein has become loose. Notify the patriarch...Prepare the guiding formation."

The sound echoed several times in the square.

Quiet.

It was quieter than when the earth dragon landed.

In the VIP section, Song Zhenkun gripped his chair tightly.

Duan Hongyuan's gaze swept over.

"Song Jiao, a contestant recommended by the East Sea Military Region. After entering the restricted area, he used living people to accelerate the ripening of the Earth Vein Dragon Lotus and slaughtered other contestants."

He paused.

"These are the things that are out in the open. Secretly, Song Jiao, carrying the Bai family's array-breaking talisman, destroyed the Duiwei Altar. The seal on the Zhenlongtai was loosened, the dragon vein awakened, and a beast tide erupted."

Duan Hongyuan pointed his finger at the piece of broken bone on the table.

"The patterns on the formation-breaking talisman are part of the Bai family's unique rune system. Song Jiao is using things from the Bai family. When did the East Sea and the Bai family become so close?"

Song Zhenkun stood up.

His legs were shaking, but he still managed to stand up.

"General Duan, Song Jiao's actions were his personal..."

"Personal?"

Duan Hongyuan interrupted him.

"The candidate recommended by the East Sea Military Region, with a pass issued by the East Sea Military Region, and stamped by the East Sea Military Region. He used living people to refine elixirs, slaughtered contestants, and destroyed an ancient seal within the restricted area. You're telling me this was a personal act?"

Song Zhenkun shut his mouth.

Duan Hongyuan did not press him further.

He turned to face the entire square, raising his voice by half an octave.

"The Dragon Suppression Platform is an ancient sealing formation, suppressing the remnants of a dragon vein deep within the ley lines of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Eight blood-bone altars provide blood to sustain the suppression. What was the Bai family's purpose in instructing Song Jiao to destroy one of them?"

No one answered.

Duan Hongyuan took over the task himself.

"The dragon veins have awakened, and the vital energy has surged back to the surface. The entire Hundred Thousand Mountains have become a natural blood pool. Only a Martial Emperor-level cultivation technique can refine and absorb this level of earth vein essence."

He pointed in the direction of Bai Wangshu.

"How many years has Bai Yong been stuck at the peak of Martial Saint? Fifteen years? Twenty years? In order for him to break through to Martial Emperor, your Bai family did not hesitate to destroy the ancient seal, trigger a beast tide, and cause the deaths of hundreds of people in the forbidden zone."

Bai Wangshu sat in the chair, her face as white as paper.

He groped around under the table a couple of times, as if trying to pull out his communicator to contact the outside world.

Duan Hongyuan pressed down with his internal energy.

Bai Wangshu stopped.

"Don't bother," Duan Hongyuan said calmly. "The area within a 500-meter radius of the square has been sealed off. Communication signals can't get through."

Bai Wangshu withdrew her hand.

Old Chen stepped forward at this moment.

He picked up the broken bones and communication talisman on the table, examined them twice, and then channeled his mental energy into the talisman to listen to it again.

"The physical evidence is conclusive."

Old Chen put down his things and looked at Duan Hongyuan.

"General Duan, according to military regulations and competition rules, this matter is no longer just a violation. Intentionally destroying the ancient seal, triggering a beast tide, and endangering the safety of the participants—this is a serious crime on the level of treason."