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Tie Ying led Lin Feng out of the inner hall and walked up a stone path carved into the mountainside.

The alliance is larger than it appears from the outside.

The forging workshop occupied half of the hilltop, with the furnace fire burning day and night.

The medicine workshop was located below the cliff on the other side, with excellent ventilation, and more than a dozen medicine furnaces were arranged in a staggered pattern.

The animal training ground is even more extravagant, having been hollowed out from the interior of a low mountain, capable of accommodating more than thirty large exotic beasts at the same time.

"Although the Alliance is poor, it still has some resources," Iron Eagle said as he walked ahead. "The forging workshop can produce weapons of grade D and above, and the alchemy workshop has two third-grade alchemists. These are the foundations left by our predecessors."

Lin Feng observed and took notes along the way.

If these production capacities are properly integrated, they can not only be used internally, but also sold externally.

As the two climbed higher, the bushes on both sides of the stone path became increasingly sparse.

Upon reaching the vicinity of the mountaintop, a solitary shrine came into view.

Push open the door.

There is only one thing inside the ancestral hall.

A stone sculpture.

Twenty meters high.

A Qilin.

The lines of the stone carving are extremely realistic; the curve of each scale and the direction of each hair are all clearly visible.

With its four hooves firmly planted on the cloud-patterned base, its head held high, mouth slightly open, it roared towards the sky.

The moment Lin Feng stepped inside, his mental energy unconsciously shrank back a bit.

Something remains on the stone carving.

It's not intimidation.

It is older and deeper.

It's like some kind of will solidified in stone, which hasn't completely dissipated even after many years.

Lin Feng got goosebumps on the back of his neck.

"What is this?"

Iron Eagle stood behind him, his voice low.

"The previous alliance leader's contracted beast, Purple Heavenly Scale. Martial Emperor level."

Emperor Wu.

In the entire Dragon Kingdom, the number of Martial Emperor-level experts that can be counted is extremely small.

Lin Feng stared at the stone sculpture for two seconds. "Where is the Alliance Leader himself?"

Iron Eagle did not answer immediately.

He walked to a corner of the ancestral hall, rummaged through a dusty cabinet, pulled out a yellowed scroll, unfurled it, and hung it on the wall.

The painting depicts a middle-aged man with a resolute face, his right hand resting on the back of a qilin, and his left hand holding a black jade token.

It's exactly the same as the one Lin Feng has.

"The previous leader of the alliance was surnamed Lu, named Chenyuan. He was a second-level Martial Emperor. He was the strongest leader in the history of the alliance."

"The strongest alliance leader?"

Iron Eagle nodded. "Yes, the Beast Taming Alliance has had many leaders since its establishment, but very few have reached the Martial Emperor level. However, thirty years ago, he led the Purple Heavenly Scale into the 'Abyss of Tribulations'."

"What is it?"

"A super rift. It only opened once thirty years ago, and the military classified it as 'Super SSS-level'. That time, all the major powers sent Martial Emperor level experts to investigate. The four major military regions of the Northern Territory, East Sea, Southern Barbarian, and Western Region each sent one, and several major families also sent people. The Alliance Leader also went in with Zixiao Tianlin."

Iron Eagle's voice grew deeper and deeper.

"A total of seventeen Martial Emperor-level experts went in."

He paused for a long time.

"Not a single one has come out."

The ancestral hall was so quiet that only the faint sound of the flickering candlelight could be heard.

"Disappeared?"

"Missing for thirty years. No news, no remains, no clues. The Abyss of Calamity closed itself after that, and there has been no sign of it reopening since."

Iron Eagle turned around and knelt down on both knees.

Behind them, on the stone path, the figures of the three elders, Gongsun Yuan, Helian Shuang, and Duan Wuji, appeared at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

The three of them walked in together and knelt down.

"Alliance Leader," Gongsun Yuan's voice was old and heavy. "The reappearance of the Eye of Ten Thousand Beasts is the Alliance's greatest hope. We have waited thirty years for this day."

Helian Shuang's voice was no longer shrill. "From today onwards, the three hundred beast tamers of the alliance will listen to the alliance leader alone."

Duan Wuji didn't speak, but simply placed his cane on the ground and pressed his forehead against the handle.

Lin Feng stood in front of the Qilin stone statue.

Looking up, my gaze met the eyes of the stone sculpture's beast.

The Qilin's eyes were sculpted with remarkable realism, with a faint dark gold hue in the pupils, the same color as when the Eye of Ten Thousand Beasts was activated.

The leader of the alliance who disappeared thirty years ago.

Seventeen Martial Emperor-level experts.

Super SSS-level crack.

These things are too far removed from him for now.

Lin Feng withdrew his gaze and turned around.

"Get up. I'll take care of the league's affairs."

The four elders stood up.

Gongsun Yuan took out a black jade token from his pocket, the Alliance Leader's Token.

"With this order, you may command three hundred beast tamers of the Alliance."

Lin Feng took the token and weighed it in his hand.

It was much heavier than the second lieutenant assignment card that Duan Hongyuan gave him.

He put it in his pocket.

I had just put it away when my phone vibrated.

News about Zhang Qian.

"Lieutenant Lin! Something terrible has happened! The former dean of Shanghai Martial Arts University has been released! Six generals from the East China Sea Naval Region jointly vouched for him, and Chief of Staff Duan couldn't withstand the pressure and signed the release order!"

Lin Feng stared at the screen for three seconds.

My phone vibrated again.

Zhang Qian's second message.

"Furthermore, the authorities in Shanghai are already preparing compensation claims, demanding that you pay Gu Qingfeng 2 billion yuan in 'training losses'! They're also going to pursue charges of 'premeditated murder'!"

Lin Feng put his phone back in his pocket.

He looked down at the Alliance Leader's Token in his hand.

He then looked up and glanced at the four elders.

"Four."

"exist."

"Would you like to come down from the mountains for a stroll?"

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