The sword seller, dressed in red, deserves applause for the prankster.

He held his sword in front of him, chanted an incantation, and with the power of nature, quickly transformed it into a sword array to protect everyone.

At this moment, Buddhist scriptures, the sound of a zither, and the spiritual power of metal also assisted.

There should be no confusion or astonishment.

In the sky, Jingming stood on a Buddha flower, Jin Shengfei rode his sword, and Yu Wuxin stepped on an invisible musical score. They all flew out, already dressed in their own clothes.

"Everyone..."

"How can you be the only one doing the showing off? Chi Miao has helped more than just you!"

"Exactly! This is the perfect opportunity to showcase our elegance; we're all in this together, whether we prosper or suffer!"

"Amitabha."

Jingming simply uttered these four words, and a burst of Buddhist light appeared around him, which had an almost innate restraint on the demon race.

Most importantly... the aura emanating from him was also that of a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Jin Shengfei: "Alright, alright, you two are really good at hiding your secrets!"

"In that case, the two of you will be the main force."

Ying Wuhuo's sword exuded a chilling aura, and his eyes were covered in pale blue: "That's natural."

Behind them, the members of the Human Race Prodigy Group no longer hesitated.

With the four top geniuses setting an example, how could they back down?

Moreover, the four of them were not the only ones who had received Chi Miao's kindness.

They were willing to forgo this opportunity and do everything in their power to buy time for Chi Miao so that he could achieve a high position!

"We all prosper together! We all suffer together!"

The forty-odd prodigies each took out their own weapons: fans, umbrellas, braids, swords, knives... Their cultivation paths were different, and so were their weapons.

At this moment, the light of a hundred weapons converged to form a powerful and unbreakable Daoist array!

This scene only made Feng Mian's eyes crinkle slightly, but she didn't take it to heart at all: "The weak, even if they stick together for warmth, it's just a bluff that can be broken with a finger."

"You seem completely unaware of your situation."

"The Primordial Beast King is about to be born, and the entire beast race will stop its appearance. With all the beasts of the Heavenly Sorrow Cave gathered together, how could you possibly withstand it? Hehehe... I don't even need to take action myself."

"However, to make your deaths more beautiful, I will do it myself."

As she spoke, countless beams of light converged behind her, representing the approaching beastmen.

"Humans, give up resistance and hand over the Primordial Beast King! You cannot protect it!"

The group glanced at the bull and the parrot, both at the brink of evolution, and quickly made their choice.

Ying Wuhuo unleashed a sword light, swiftly beheading the beastman in the early Nascent Soul stage who had spoken.

He spoke on Chi Miao's behalf:

"Humanity will never abandon any ally!"

"So you mean war? Do you even know how many lives are lost here right now?!"

Eighty percent of those who entered the Heavenly Sorrow Cave were beastmen. Their sheer number was like an army pressing down on a city, surrounding the entire Bloodline Temple!

Those waves of oppressive power, including more than one Nascent Soul stage cultivator, were enough to make them all breathless!

Ying Wuhuo and the other three spoke in unison: "Fight! Let's fight!"

With a burst of energy, a battle was about to break out!

"act recklessly!"

The Nascent Soul stage of the Beast Clan is a giant dragon that breathes fire. Although it is not a descendant of a true dragon, its bloodline is still powerful and terrifying. With a single breath of blazing fire, it destroys the formation set up by the group of geniuses with earth-shattering force.

Almost everyone in the Prodigy Team suffered backlash and injuries, but they quickly took medicine to recover and regrouped.

The pure and bright Buddha light shone everywhere, weakening all living beings around it. A golden bell shield was applied to Chi Miao, and the giant Buddha behind him hammered in all directions!

Jin Shengfei's Geng metal energy transformed into a sharp giant sword. He swung the sword, and it shattered into pieces, which then scattered in all directions like petals.

Yu Wuxin's zither music, imbued with the Dao of Illusion, produced a passionate and terrifying rhythm. Some of the weaker cultivators in the arena were directly bewitched by the music, unable to distinguish friend from foe!

Ying Wuhuo manipulated the power of the Yin, causing the surrounding temperature to drop lower and lower!

The group put up a tremendous fight.

However, Feng Mian scoffed, "Ants."

She unleashed her passion, intending to wipe out the human race in one fell swoop.

However, Ying Wuhuo's sword directly severed Feng Mian's emotional ties.

Feng Mian was shocked: "How could this be?!"

Ying Wuhuo squinted: "You're not the only one who possesses this ability."

He can see through the threads of emotion, severing them, even though he is both a mortal and a heartless person.

At this moment, Feng Mian clenched her fists. In her eyes, this being who could break her emotional bonds was a great threat!

"You will die!!"

No longer weary, she swiftly transformed into her demonic form, revealing her horns and claws, and charged towards Ying Wuhuo.

The power of the Divine Transformation erupted.

Ying Wu Huo quickly used her sword to block in front of her chest, but... the divine sword shattered, and Feng Mian's claws swiftly pierced through Ying Wu Huo's chest, stained with her blood.

"No--!!!"

Jin Shengfei's voice was almost a shout, but this voice, which he usually found noisy, grew softer and softer... to the point that it was almost inaudible.

thump……

thump……

thump……

Ying Wuhuo heard his own heartbeat, not in his chest... but behind him.

His heart was completely removed from his body and gently lifted by Feng Mian with two fingers.

She lowered her head, looking at Ying Wuhuo with disdain, and mocked him:

"You have underestimated the difference in levels of understanding."

"Want to be a hero? Too bad, I don't have the ability."

The Nascent Soul stage also has another name: Transcending Mortality.

After the Nascent Soul stage, it is considered a true sublimation of the physical body and soul.

This gap... even Chi Miao couldn't bridge it.

Snapped--

Ying Wuhuo's heart was carelessly discarded on the ground by Feng Mian.

Puff-!

She withdrew her hand.

Ying Wuhuo's pupils trembled, and he belatedly lowered his head, his gaze looking downwards.

He had a hole in his chest.

It's ugly.

A heart was still throbbing slightly on the ground.

That was... his heart?

Suddenly, many thoughts came to mind.

Master Chong Shuai said, "Wu Huo, your Yin energy is your fortune and your destiny... Without Yang spiritual root, you will hardly live past eighteen."

Master... Wu Huo is twenty.

Chi Miao said, "Yang spiritual root? I might have it."

Yes you are.

You saved me.

thank you.

Blood trickled from Ying Wuhuo's lips, his noble bearing vanished, his eyes gradually blurred, and he trembled as he reached out his finger, trying to slowly approach his heart.

"Put it back...put it back..."

He knelt down, desperately trying to touch his heart.

At that moment, Feng Mian smiled disdainfully.

Immediately, she kicked Ying Wuhuo's heart away: "Useless trash, want it? Crawl over and pick it up!"

She stepped on Ying Wuhuo's proud back.

Ying Wuhuo painfully crawled down, his gaze fixed on his heart, and beyond...

He reached out, raising his hand little by little, from his heart... to something further away...

Tears of resentment welled in his eyes.

"Chi Miao..."