In the game "High Martial Arts," players start with the blessing of the Martial God.

Chapter 108 The Crimson Flame Base is Destroyed!

After Zhao Wenlong left, General Zhao continued to look at the mirror. Zhao Wenlong could only see some superficial things, but he had a slight access to the Mirror of Heaven and could perceive more specific situations.

"Besides the characteristics of the Heavenly Demon race, they also have the ability to breathe like a turtle and burrow underground—"

The transformation between these different bloodline talents naturally couldn't escape the notice of the Celestial Mirror, and it seemed that he had previously transformed into the aura of the Crimson Dragon Clan.

General Zhao muttered to himself, "Could this little guy Ji Ming possibly be able to carry the identities of all races?"

After a brief moment of thought, he didn't dwell on it any longer. Everything was up to the military commander to decide, and besides, Ji Ming was Elder He's grand-disciple, so these matters were none of their concern.

Even if you could load all racial identity traits, it wouldn't make much difference; it would just mean you'd have more options, but you still couldn't use multiple identities simultaneously.

Moreover, the status inherent in the identity of the myriad races has been almost entirely devoured by the gods of their own races, and is actually not as good as their own human identity. The identity of the myriad races can only be powerful in the middle and low levels.

This is why people didn't pay much attention to Ji Ming's special identity card before.

Ye Zhou was excited at the time because he wanted to join Ji Ming's research after Ji Ming broke through to the fourth level. In terms of the power of identity, the spiritual realm of the Natural School is second to none, so there is no need to seek it from outside.

I believe that Mr. He will tell me these principles when he returns, so I don't need to say anything more.

However, when their level is not high, the Heavenly Demon Clan's bloodline talent is still very strong, as evidenced by Ji Ming's ability to crush Chi Mingkong.

Inside the cave in the middle of the cliff, the entrance was completely obscured by thick fog, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary from the outside.

Ji Ming calmed his agitated emotions and ran for over a hundred miles in one go. He should be safe now.

"Fourth tier, that's really strong!"

He couldn't help but sigh, "This time, the gains from snatching food from the tiger's mouth are truly enormous."

Leaving aside the Spirit Crystal, which is priceless, if we consider its grade, it is definitely no weaker than the Earthly Fiend Floating Nether Qi. Treasures of this level are very difficult to exchange with merit points.

In addition, he also obtained Chi Mingkong's storage equipment. Given Chi Mingkong's status, he must be quite wealthy. He can open it himself once he breaks through to the Divine Realm.

He carefully stored away all the storage equipment from the two Crimson Flame Demons, intending to open them after his breakthrough.

There are also two pieces of Crimson Crystal Armor. Each level 23 piece can be sold for 20 merit points. Selling these two pieces for a total of 60 merit points is not unreasonable, right?

Ji Ming took out the Lingming Xuanjing again. Holding it in his hand, a cool sensation pierced his mind, making him shiver all over.

"It is truly extraordinary!" Ji Ming observed the object, his heart filled with indescribable excitement. His comprehension had improved, making all his future cultivation much easier.

However, it is not available at the moment.

Ji Ming was somewhat helpless. The Lingming Xuanjing could not be refined directly; it had to be combined with Tongyue Orchid and Xuanyang Grass. This was why the Lingming Xuanjing had been preserved to this day.

How could that crimson dragon possibly know the refining method of the Spirit Crystal? The True Dragon Bloodline inheritance wouldn't specifically cover such a thing, and besides, those two kinds of spiritual herbs might not even exist in the Crimson Dragon Origin Realm.

The Moon Orchid and the Mysterious Yang Grass aren't too expensive; they should be available for 50 merit points, but unfortunately, he doesn't have any right now.

With only two days left until the end of the assessment, it would be a waste for him to go back to the base now. The round trip would take up most of the day, and his points might be surpassed by others.

Improving one's comprehension is important, but there's no need to rush. At the very least, securing a top-ten ranking and gaining access to the third level of the Heavenly Treasure Vault is the top priority. Otherwise, if you miss this assessment, obtaining the Earthly Fiend Floating Nether Qi won't be so easy.

Moreover—

Ji Ming looked into the distance. When he left, he seemed to see the red dragon angrily heading towards the Crimson Flame Demon Base.

opportunity?

Ji Ming pondered that the most efficient way to gain points was of course to kill the Crimson Flame Demon. If he could follow behind and pick up some kills, his points would increase rapidly.

The main issue is that if he doesn't go, someone else might. If that red dragon really clashes with the Crimson Flame Demon base, the commotion will definitely be significant.

The other trainees won't let this opportunity slip by!

"Let's go take a look!"

Ji Ming made a firm decision. Anyway, he still had two drops of Xuan Turtle essence blood, so his safety was definitely higher than that of the other students.

He wasn't greedy; he stayed outside, waiting for a chance to snatch a few remnants of the defeated army.

After recovering slightly, Ji Ming quickly headed towards the Crimson Flame Demon Base. He didn't let any small groups of alien beasts he encountered along the way go unchecked. In any case, even if a fourth-tier Crimson Dragon wanted to destroy the base, it wouldn't be a matter of a short time, so he didn't need to rush.

Deep in the forest at dusk, a cleared plain came into view. At the end of the plain stood a crimson steel fortress. It covered a vast area, like a small city, and was equipped with countless high-tech weapons. Its power was astonishing, and even fourth-tier troops could not match it.

When Ji Ming arrived, he could hear the sounds of bullets and artillery fire pouring down from a great distance, while the roar of dragons echoed in the sky.

Ji Ming looked up and his heart skipped a beat. Had this guy really transformed into a dragon?

Above the Crimson Flame Base, a long, slender dragon was swimming. The two small bumps on its forehead had broken open, revealing two short dragon horns. Its whiskers were crimson, a stark contrast to its original appearance.

Ji Ming was somewhat surprised that the red dragon could maintain this state for so long.

But little did he know the price that "Nine Transformations of the True Dragon" would have to pay.

The longer this secret technique lasts, the greater its power becomes, but the greater the cost. The red dragon is getting a little anxious now. If it can't break through this iron lump, it will have no choice but to retreat. Otherwise, if it continues, it might fall below the fourth realm!

At his peak, he was level 36, but now if the magic buff is removed, he's probably only level 35. After a while, he'll definitely drop to tier 3!

"Roar! Demon, hand over my supreme treasure!"

The Crimson Dragon roared madly, slamming its tail into the base and creating a huge crater. However, a repair robot quickly restored it, while energy beams and artillery fire forced the Crimson Dragon to retreat repeatedly. Although it was not seriously injured, it hindered its attempts to continue attacking.

"If you do not return the treasure, I will perish with you all!" The Crimson Dragon's voice boomed. His losses were too great; if he could not retrieve the treasure, he feared he would never amount to anything in his life.

"Damn it!"

In the main building of the base, the Crimson Flame Demon Commander slammed his fist on the table, scanning his clansmen before him. "Who exactly took his treasure?"

Damn it, you took the stuff, but I'm supposed to take the blame?

"Report! Sir, 80% of the repair robots are broken, and the base's energy consumption has exceeded 90%. Please make a decision as soon as possible!"

The messenger rushed in to report.

"What?"

The Crimson Demon officials at the base paled in shock, looking in horror at the rampaging dragon outside.

"Damn it, who took his things?"

The base commander cursed loudly, "There is actually a Crimson Dragon in the Crimson Dragon Realm who has obtained the inheritance of the 'Nine Transformations of the True Dragon'? The key question is, has this stupid dragon gone mad?"

Why are you fighting me to the death?!

He glared fiercely at everyone present. "Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

The other Crimson Flame Demons shook their heads. "My lord, we haven't gone out recently. How could we possibly go and steal a dragon's treasure?"

"Yes, Your Excellency is wise!"

The base commander's expression was unpredictable. "None of you took it. Did that dragon's treasure just grow legs and fly away?"

The key point is that this silly dragon insisted on asking their base for something. If you didn't take it, then who did?

"grown ups----"

The base adjutant suddenly whispered, "A few days ago, a young master from the Crimson Light Clan came to the base and hasn't returned since."

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The base commander was taken aback, his face turning as black as the bottom of a pot. He wanted to get angry but dared not. The Crimson Bright Clan—he couldn't afford to offend them!

"What should we do then?" the other base officials muttered. The culprit had been found, but what difference did it make if they hadn't?

Do they still dare to ask the Chiming clan for their people?

"What should we do?"

The base commander roared, "Call for reinforcements! Call for reinforcements from within the tribe!"

"This—" the adjutant shook his head, "The message has already been sent, but I'm afraid it's too late."

"Should we retreat first?" Someone voiced what everyone was thinking.

"Bang!"

The base commander slammed his hand on the table, shattering it to pieces. "Don't retreat!"

He's like a gambler who's lost everything. If the base falls, even if the tribe manages to fight back, all his credit will be wiped out.

What was the point of his more than ten years of guarding the Crimson Dragon Plains? This withdrawal has destroyed everything!

"Please make a decision as soon as possible, Your Excellency!"

Suddenly, all the base officials stood up at the same time, staring intently at him, their intention to force him to resign was obvious.

"You—you're rebelling? Beware of court-martial!" The base commander exclaimed in surprise, his voice stern but his voice weak.

The others remained unmoved. With their lives hanging by a thread, who cared about such things? They had no intention of sacrificing themselves for their superior's future.

"Report! My lord, a message has come from the tribe!" The messenger entered again, kneeling to report the news.

The base commander was overjoyed. Could it be that reinforcements were on their way?

"Quick, what did they say? Read it!"

"The message comes from the Crimson Bright Clan, questioning us about why one of their young masters perished in the Crimson Dragon Plains. They need our help..."

"Give me an explanation, sir!" the messenger reported truthfully.

The scene suddenly fell silent. The base commander's face turned bright red, his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white. "This is outrageous!"

"boom!"

He looked at the messenger, who was an eyesore no matter how he looked at him, and immediately punched him into a bloody mist.

"The Crimson Clan, do you think I have no one backing me?"

Your young master has caused trouble, and you expect me to explain myself?

"grown ups----"

The adjutant said in a deep voice, "Since that young master has perished here, things are probably not as we thought. There may be humans stirring up trouble!"

The officer glanced at him; he understood perfectly well. But what was the point of saying all this now? Go explain it to that stupid dragon outside?

"It's a pity. The rules of the Crimson Dragon Realm are too strict. Even the network can't be deployed here, and the Crimson Bright Clan's Life Jade can't transmit the scene before their death," the adjutant sighed.

"boom!"

Suddenly, another deafening roar erupted outside. The crimson dragon's claws gripped the base's protective shield, refusing to let go despite the energy beams bombarding it. The shield trembled, clearly on the verge of collapsing.

"Sigh, let's retreat!"

The base commander sighed, looking as if he had aged several years. If they retreated, there would still be a chance to make a comeback, but if the Crimson Dragon broke through the base and died here, then it would all be over.

"Your Excellency is wise!"

The base officials were overjoyed upon hearing this and rushed towards the boundary passage. Once they left, the protective shield would be even less effective. In this situation, it was a matter of who could run the fastest; it was impossible for everyone to evacuate.

If they had left when the Crimson Dragon first arrived, they might have been able to evacuate completely, but now that their energy is about to run out, most of the Crimson Flame Demons will have to stay here.

"Run! The adults have all run away!"

Once they left, the other Crimson Flame Demon soldiers naturally lost all will to fight, and they all ran away as fast as they could, even fighting each other to be the first to enter the passage.

"boom!"

After the red dragon struck again, the base's energy shield finally shattered. Overjoyed, the red dragon immediately began to wreak havoc throughout the base.

He then tried to identify the aura, hoping to find the culprit who stole his treasure.

"Boom boom boom!"

Before long, the base was crushed into ruins. The Crimson Flame Demons who hadn't had time to leave were naturally terrified and scattered in all directions.

Lin Zhongji Ming swallowed hard as he watched the Crimson Dragon's frenzied appearance. Fourth tier, indeed extraordinary, it's practically a human-shaped natural disaster!

This was the first time he had truly felt the destructive power of a fourth-tier being. Although he had witnessed the battle between Master Luo and [Curse] before, the former had intentionally controlled the scope of the battle, while the latter's ability was more about being silent and stealthy, and the excitement of the scene was not as great as the red dragon in front of him.

Without giving it much thought, he saw a large number of Crimson Flame Demons escaping from the base in the distance, and his eyes lit up instantly—his opportunity had arrived!

In the forest, the dense trees were enough to block out all sight, so most of the Crimson Flame Evils fled in this direction.

The three Crimson Flame Demons rushed into the forest in a panic, but before they could even catch their breath, a flash of light appeared before their eyes, and their heads fell to the ground instantly.

Ji Ming's figure appeared, and he happily put away the fallen Crimson Crystal Armor. The Crimson Flame Demon was too good. Not only did he get points, but he also gained a lot of merit points.

Three mere level 21 Crimson Flame Demons were no match for his casual strike.

This time, I got 300 points in one go!

Moreover—looking at the nine drops of essence blood that had condensed in his hand, his gaze instantly turned fiery.

Today was a great day!

He silently expressed his gratitude to the red dragon, then mercilessly continued into harvest mode.

He moved through the forest like a ghost, targeting Crimson Flame Demons below level 24, because killing Crimson Flame Demons of this level wouldn't make a sound, and he was also afraid of being noticed by that Crimson Dragon!

In reality, most of the Crimson Flame Demons that have rushed out are at this level; the stronger ones have already left through the passage.

That's how abyssal demons are: the strong have absolute dominance and are extremely selfish. If they don't like you, they can swallow you whole without any problem.

Not to mention in a life-or-death situation like this, naturally the strong go first and the weak stay behind.

"laugh!"

A flash of light followed, followed by a soft sound. A lone level 22 Crimson Flame Demon perished without any chance to react. He was still in a state of suspended animation, making it even harder for these Crimson Flame Demons, whose minds were completely filled with fear, to spot him.

When Ji Ming is in a turtle-like state, he is simply a top-notch assassin!

Ji Ming silently picked up the spoils again, a strange feeling in his heart. This Crimson Flame Demon Clan was quite interesting; after death, they directly dropped the most essential parts of their bodies.

He had also looked into the uses of the Crimson Crystal Armor. The low-level ones could only be used for alchemy and weapon crafting, but the high-level ones were said to be able to assist in comprehending the laws!

It is undoubtedly a treasure!

It is said that there are many hunters in the Battlefield of Myriad Realms who specifically target them, but because this race is powerful, they all operate in secret, and no one dares to reveal their identity.

After a moment of reflection, Ji Ming was about to leave when he suddenly looked ahead and saw a young man in a gold-embroidered vest smiling at him.

"Ji Ming, you got here fast!" Xia Qiwen laughed, looking at the crimson crystal armor in his hand. "You made quite a bit of money, didn't you?"

"Pshaw!" Ji Ming waved his hand. "Just a little bit of hard-earned money!"

Xia Qiwen flashed in front of him and whispered, "To be honest, you came so fast. Does this sudden madness of the Crimson Dragon have anything to do with you?"

"I heard he lost some priceless treasure!"

"You overestimate me!" Ji Ming shook his head with a wry smile. "A fourth-tier crimson dragon? How could I dare to provoke it?"

"Really?" Xia Qiwen was somewhat skeptical, but he didn't dwell on it, simply smiling and saying, "Be careful!"

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash. He had to get a good ranking in his first practical assessment of the Origin Realm.

Upon seeing this, Ji Ming's expression changed, and he quickened his pace. Xia Qiwen had arrived; how far could the others be?

The kill-stealer is here!

However, by now, the Crimson Flame Demons have escaped far away and are very scattered, making them harder to catch. The presence of more hunters won't have a significant impact on them.

He was just one person after all; how could he possibly stop all the Crimson Flame Demons escaping from the base? He was already quite satisfied with what he had gained so far.

Thinking of this, and glancing again at the red dragon roaring angrily in the ruins of the base, he shrank back.

"Forget it, I won't try to earn the last penny!"

Ji Ming hurriedly ran away from the base. He had a feeling that the red dragon was about to go berserk. This silly dragon must have remembered a trace of his aura. The time of his tortoise breathing was about to end. It would be bad if this silly dragon scanned him with its divine sense.

Everyone else is insignificant, and the red dragon probably wouldn't care, but if it discovers him—

Thinking of this, Ji Ming felt no more regret or remorse. He used the Heavenly Rainbow Technique to its fullest extent to traverse the forest, and perhaps even get far away from here.

They encountered even more Crimson Flame Demons.

The base was in ruins, littered with the remains of technological weapons.

The crimson dragon coiled in the center, its whiskers trembling with rage. But no! There was no trace of that aura in the entire base!

He looked at the dark passage in front of him; the thief must have escaped from here!

"what!"

The red dragon was furious, its body contorted, and it reached out its claws toward the passage.

"Boom!!"

The moment his claws entered the passage, a deafening roar suddenly came from above, thunderclouds gathered, and the heavens were enraged!

"No! I was wrong!"

The red dragon was startled awake. Fear flashed across its face, and it took to the air to try to escape.

"Boom!"

But the rules wouldn't change just because he backed down; a bolt of purple lightning descended from the void and struck him.

"what!"

The red dragon let out a miserable scream as its figure was completely enveloped by lightning. When the lightning dissipated, it was directly knocked back to its original form, with only half of its body remaining, and its aura was extremely weak.

He glanced at the void, fear completely taking over his mind, and the red dragon weakly flapped its wings and left.

On a distant mountain peak, Zhao Wenlong calmly watched this scene. His adjutant beside him whispered, "Brother Zhao, this Crimson Dragon is only half alive, its strength less than one-tenth of what it once was. Why don't we take action and stop it?"

"Don't cause any unnecessary trouble, let him go!" Zhao Wenlong shook his head. "A fourth-tier red dragon cannot be killed, at least not by us. Otherwise, it will cross the line of the local race, and this action will surely bring disaster!"

"Huh?" The adjutant was somewhat taken aback.

"Don't ask too many questions. The waters of the Crimson Dragon Realm are deeper than you imagine. Everything else is secondary, but a fourth-tier Crimson Dragon cannot be killed!"

Zhao Wenlong sighed, offering no explanation, then ordered, "As soon as possible, erect war fortresses on the original base of the Crimson Flame Demons to firmly lock the Origin Realm passage. Do they intend to fight their way back to the Crimson Dragon Origin Realm?"

"It's not that simple!"

"yes!"

The adjutant excitedly sprang into action.