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Three days passed in the blink of an eye as everyone waited.
During these three days, more and more experts continued to gather toward the Beast Bone Mountain Range. By the end, even in the middle of the night, the area around the range was still buzzing with noise and life, the commotion echoing straight into the sky.
Small-scale fights had become a common occurrence, so frequent that no one even bothered to care anymore. During this time, Wei Yang and his group spent their days quietly atop the mountain.
They didn't bother anyone, nor did anyone come to bother them. Their calm and leisurely attitude was in stark contrast to the fiery chaos erupting all throughout the mountain range—clearly, they had it much better.
As time went by, the twisted spatial seal in the sky above the mountain's center was also growing increasingly faint. Evidently, the ancient space seal that had existed for countless years was about to disappear.
As the seal thinned, the atmosphere throughout the entire mountain range grew restless and agitated. Under the temptation of an Ancient Ruin, many people's temperaments had turned violent—just a minor friction could escalate into a deadly fight in an instant.
At this rate, the seal would vanish completely in about two days. When that happened, the Ancient Ruin that had existed for countless ages would once again reappear in the world.
The night was cold and silent.
The icy moonlight poured down from the heavens, illuminating the mountain range that glittered with the glow of countless campfires. The sea of pale white bones beneath was coated with a thin layer of silver light.
At the outer edge of the bone sea, a secluded small valley stood, filled with buildings clustered together. This was the camp of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clan.
In the deepest part of the valley, inside a rather simple wooden cabin—
On a bamboo bed, atop a meditation cushion, sat an old man in gray robes, quietly cross-legged and cultivating his breath. His presence seemed faint and elusive, yet a chilling aura faintly emanated from him.
A thin layer of frost covered the wooden floor around him, while wisps of cold mist curled and drifted through the air.
After a long time, the gray-robed elder slowly opened his hawk-like eyes and exhaled a mouthful of white, icy breath. His gaze passed through the half-open window, looking toward the noisy mountain range in the distance, where a flash of coldness and anger flickered within his eyes.
"Damn it, how infuriating." the old man muttered through gritted teeth, clearly in a foul mood.
The Ancient Ruins were appearing within the territory of their Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan, yet they couldn't claim it for themselves. Instead, they were forced to share and compete with countless others—how could he not be furious?
Seeing more and more people gathering, the gray-robed elder nearly wished he could rush out and slaughter them all, driving everyone away.
Unfortunately, that was only a fantasy. Even though the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan was one of the three great beast clans, they still couldn't monopolize this Ancient Ruin.
If they dared to act recklessly, they would only invite the wrath of everyone present—and be besieged by all sides. Thus, knowing they couldn't stop it, they simply let things be.
Taking a deep breath, the gray-robed elder suppressed the anger burning in his heart and closed his eyes again, choosing not to see what he couldn't control.
The room gradually fell back into silence.
Whoosh~
At that moment, the space within the room trembled slightly, and a faint sound of wind suddenly broke through the night. Though the sound was soft, the gray-robed elder instantly sensed it. His brow furrowed, eyelids twitching as he prepared to open his eyes.
But just as he did, a dark shadow, swift as a night owl, darted out from the darkness, slipping through the half-open window into the room.
The gray-robed elder's eyes snapped open, cold light flashing from within. His aura surged like a dormant volcano erupting. At the same time, a trace of astonishment flickered in the depths of his eyes.
Only now did he notice that the figure who had suddenly entered his room was rather slender. The faint curves visible beneath her loose cloak made it obvious—the intruder was a woman.
Beneath the hood, the cloak fluttered slightly as she moved, revealing half of a fair and beautiful face. So young!?
Before he could react further, two faintly glowing green flowers suddenly bloomed within the darkness of her hood. Her beautiful yet eerie eyes lit up, and a strange emerald light burst forth. That green light flashed once—and instantly shone upon the old man's face.
"You—" The elder's vision blurred, his consciousness momentarily hazy.
The aura that had just erupted from his body instantly receded without a trace. As his consciousness wavered, a look of struggle flickered across the gray-robed elder's face, as though he wanted to resist.
But as his will gradually sank, his entire awareness slowly fell into darkness. Soon, the elder's eyelids drooped, and his soul slipped into deep slumber.
"So easy to subdue a high-level Dou Zun?" The black-cloaked figure, who was shrouded completely in darkness, was momentarily startled, a soft, slightly surprised voice slipping from beneath the hood.
She had even been ready to increase her power—yet it was already over? A high-level Dou Zun, and this was all the resistance he had? That's a bit weak, isn't it?
But the strange link that had formed between them clearly told her—everything that just happened was real.
The cloaked woman calmed her mind, extending a slender jade hand from her wide sleeve, aiming it toward the gray-robed elder. As a green light flickered, the surrounding space rippled slightly—and in the next instant, the gray-robed elder's figure vanished into thin air.
The woman listened carefully to the surroundings for a moment. Then, without hesitation, she leapt out of the wooden house. Her figure flickered, and within a few flashes, she disappeared deep into the vast mountains, vanishing into the night.
The next morning, people noticed something strange—the experts of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan seemed unusually irritable. They moved through the mountain range, searching everywhere, as if hunting for something—or someone.
The sight immediately made the already tense atmosphere grow even more uneasy. But that tension didn't last long. By the afternoon, a rumor suddenly spread from who-knows-where—and it sent shockwaves through the crowd.
It was said that last night, the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan had been attacked by a mysterious, unknown powerhouse. And that wasn't all—they'd lost two Dou Zun experts, one at the peak of Six-Star, and another at Seven-Star.
The moment this news broke, everyone was utterly stunned. Many even thought it was a joke.
A peak Six-Star Dou Zun, and a Seven-Star Dou Zun… missing? You've got to be kidding. Those were Dou Zuns! And not just any Dou Zuns—one top-tier mid-level, and one high-level! Missing?!
But when people saw the members of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan frantically searching everywhere for the culprit, they had no choice but to accept the seemingly ridiculous truth.
Moreover, it was said that these two Dou Zuns had been sent by the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan to oversee the affairs of the Ancient Ruins. Yet in just one night, they had been completely wiped out—without even the faintest sound of a battle.
At that thought, many couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath of cold air. Some even looked on with intrigued amusement.
Now this was interesting. Could it be… a legendary Dou Sheng-level expert had made a move?
The entire mountain range erupted with chatter. Everyone was guessing, curious as to who this mysterious figure could possibly be.
Someone had actually dared to strike at the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clan within the Beast Region itself—wasn't that basically courting death?
Being one of the three great beast clans already spoke volumes about their power. On top of that, this was their home territory. As the saying went, "a powerful dragon can't suppress a local serpent."
Even the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan, another of the three great beast clans, would have to show the Nine Serene Deep Ground Pythons some respect here.
After all, the Nine Serene Deep Ground Pythons were infamous for their vast numbers and venomous temperament—they were not an easy clan to deal with. Unless someone had gone completely mad, no one would ever choose to provoke them here.
In this faintly tense atmosphere—
Time continued to flow, stopping for no one's will.
The sea of people around the Beast Bone Mountain Range continued to swell, doubling again and again. The noise and commotion surged toward the heavens.
Countless people waited—waited for the Ancient Ruins to finally open. Under that mountain of anticipation, two days passed—like sand slipping through one's fingers.
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