The Blood of Tyranny swept over the group of Little Innates, ignoring them. With strides of tens of meters, he moved soundlessly like the wind into the giant ant nest.

After a good while, the Cyan Flame suddenly realized, saying, "Oh no! Zhou Leng is inside!"

"It's over, it's over..." The Vigorous Root was so scared it lost all sense, its branches trembling violently.

"Can you get a message to Zhou Leng?" the Tree-man asked the Cyan Flame.

"The inside is filled with poisonous mist, and my Demon Spirit Insect can't stay for long. But I'll give it a try..."

The Cyan Flame first sent out a summoned creature to search, then took out the Demonized Watch to contact Zhou Leng, but unfortunately, they were too far apart to connect.

"Alas, it was my greed that has harmed Zhou Leng," the Vigorous Root regretted immensely.

"Zhou Leng is so weak, Blood of Tyranny won't kill him, there's still hope. However, he may be forced to hand over the treasure he's obtained."

"It's a pity, the Radiant Juice seems unlikely now."

"Strange, judging by the battle marks, the departing army of giant innate ants doesn't seem to have been attracted by Blood of Tyranny."

"Perhaps his subordinates attracted them, and he's here to kill the Ant Queen?"

"It could also be another group attracting the giant innate ant army, and Blood of Tyranny just happened to pass by and took a look."

"Then we're just too unlucky."

"Hope Zhou Leng is alright."

"Theoretically, as long as Zhou Leng kneels and begs for mercy on the spot, Blood of Tyranny won't take action."

"Hard to say, humans and Sea Sirens can't coexist."

"Zhou Leng is a human genius, Blood of Tyranny will definitely take action."

"What should we do?"

"There's nothing we can do. Our combined strength is not enough to withstand a slap from Blood of Tyranny, is it?"

"Not enough."

"Think of another way..."

"I keep feeling like we missed some important information..." the Vigorous Root muttered softly.

Inside the Ant Queen's cave.

Amid the colorful poisonous mist, Zhou Leng strode forward, sprinting rapidly and dodging skillfully.

The giant ants scrambled awkwardly, and Zhou Leng smoothly reached the Ant Queen's side.

Looking up, the Ant Queen's massive body resembled a towering wall.

The Ant Queen screeched loudly, and the giant ants rushed over.

In a flash of inspiration, Zhou Leng took out an explosive Demon Spirit Ball, placed it on the Ant Queen, and spoke loudly in Tree-man language, "Make them leave! I only want to take some Radiant Juice and then I'll go. If they come over, I'll blow you up! I know you can understand me, Ant Queen!"

The Ant Queen screamed, and the giant ants pounced together.

Zhou Leng pressed the button, shoved it under the Ant Queen, and leaped away, rolling into the distance.

Bang!

Flames roared, deafeningly loud, but when Zhou Leng looked over, the Ant Queen was unharmed.

In the next instant, Zhou Leng suddenly realized.

The Ant Queen is a Grandmaster; although unable to move or fight, its body still possesses extremely high defensive abilities.

Seeing the approaching giant ants, Zhou Leng knew he couldn't succeed, but he still dodged them, aiming a Void-Breaking Finger at the vast body of the Ant Queen.

The Finger Sword Qi sank deep, but didn't even scratch the Ant Queen's skin.

He pulled out a longsword from the Magic Spirit Bag and thrust fiercely, but still couldn't pierce it. Instead, he was sprayed with the giant ant's acid, his skin sizzling and smoking.

Zhou Leng lost hope, confirming that extracting the Ant Queen's juice would require at least a Great Innate level, along with an extremely sharp weapon.

The Vigorous Root had never even encountered an Innate Ant Queen, naturally unaware of the Grandmaster Ant Queen's formidable defensive capabilities.

It's time to leave.

Zhou Leng came decisively and left just as decisively. As he dashed to the entrance, a terrifying bloody aura surged through the poisonous mist towards him.

A sea of blood roared up, murderous intent as towering as a mountain.

An unimaginable invisible force, like invisible nails, pinned Zhou Leng to the spot.

His body, paralyzed by fear, couldn't move.

The Martial Arts Will, invincible at the same Realm, was utterly useless at this moment.

At first, Zhou Leng thought it was the Ant Queen wielding a mental attack, but then instantly realized it was a Grandmaster expert who had appeared.

It's over.

It's likely the expert who lured away the giant innate ant army has returned, and those friends outside...

Zhou Leng was both desperate and sorrowful.

Too greedy.

But wait, this aura feels somewhat familiar.

Billowing like a river, currents of True Qi flowed in from the cave entrance, and all the poisonous mist seemed to gain consciousness, utterly terrified, and seemingly as one, kneeled slowly to the ground.

The poisonous mist sunk to the ground like a stream.

The Grandmaster Ant Queen's body trembled slightly.

The four Muscle Innate giant ants originally absorbing the Radiant Juice slowly left the Ant Queen's body and turned to look at the cave entrance.

The Blood of Tyranny stood at the entrance.

The terrifying currents rippled, the thick poisonous mist retreated continuously, centered around him, like reversing river water.

Zhou Leng's heart leaped with both surprise and joy.

The joy was because the Blood of Tyranny was, after all, his own senior brother and usually wouldn't kill him.

To his surprise, the Blood of Tyranny was acting abnormally.

Within the Ancient River Sect, he might seem courteous, but outside the sect, no one could predict his actions.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have such a notorious reputation across the Ten Realms.

Zhou Leng cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Senior Brother, you are only half a step away from becoming a Martial Saint."

"I have already set one foot into the door of Martial Saint." The Blood of Tyranny made no attempt to conceal his strength.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother!" Zhou Leng was in no position to discern the power of the Martial Saint level; survival was his priority.

"You've got some courage." The Blood of Tyranny glanced at Zhou Leng and stepped toward the Ant Queen.

All the giant ants trembled, their eyes filled with both fear and anger.

The Blood of Tyranny swept a calm gaze over the Ant Queen, taking out a large conch the length of an arm.

With his right hand, he formed a knife-hand with his five fingers, seemingly without effort, slicing forward as if cutting through tofu, silently and effortlessly breaking through the thick, white skin of the Ant Queen.

Retrieving his hand, a spray of radiant insect juice burst forth.

He grasped the large conch, plugged it into the wound, and the conch rapidly absorbed the radiant insect juice.

Zhou Leng looked at the radiant insect juice on the ground.

Ordinary insect juice was colorful, but the radiant insect juice shimmered with brilliance, like a fractured rainbow inside.

The Ant Queen let out a soft whimper, her body shrinking at an extremely slow pace.

The Ant Queen's body was about the length of three or four oil tankers joined together, now like a massive balloon slowly deflating.

Only when nearly half of the radiant juice inside the body was gone did the Blood of Tyranny retract the conch.

Only a small trickle of radiant juice flowed from the wound, but it sealed immediately.

Zhou Leng thought to himself, this won't do. Resolutely, he said, "Senior Brother, the radiant juice surely complements our Ancient River Sect Techniques well."

"Go ahead." The Blood of Tyranny only kept his eyes on the conch.

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Zhou Leng walked under the wound of the Ant Queen, took out a demonized bottle, thinking it over, it might be rude to just take it since the other party is a Grandmaster after all.

Mainly afraid of being hunted down.

Being from a land of etiquette, Zhou Leng spoke in Tree-man language, "Beautiful and mighty Ant Queen, this person beside me is my Senior Brother. I won't take much, just a small bottle, and then I'll leave. Whether you want to give me face for my Senior Brother is up to you, no pressure."

The Ant Queen remained silent, while the Blood of Tyranny slowly raised his head and looked into the Ant Queen's eyes.

The Ant Queen let out a soft call, the wound gradually opening, a small stream of radiant juice flowing out.

Zhou Leng caught the radiant juice as if collecting tap water and said to the Ant Queen, "I am a disciple of Martial Saint Zhu Shiji. You've helped me this time. When we meet again, I will repay the favor. If I fail to do so, you can report me to my master."

Should the Blood of Tyranny leave and the Ant Queen use the remaining giant ants to chase him, it would certainly be death.

On the brink of life and death, emotional intelligence surged.

"You've become Zhu Shiji's disciple?" The Blood of Tyranny actually understood Tree-man language.

"Hall Master Wang Boxiong officiated the apprenticeship, but I have yet to formally enter the sect," Zhou Leng said.

The Blood of Tyranny said, "The Martial Saints of the Human Race each have their strengths and none are weak. However, they will eventually be trampled beneath my feet one by one."

"Senior Brother carries the true heritage of our Ancient River Sect, bound to be invincible across the Ten Realms."

The Blood of Tyranny folded his hands behind his back and said, "Invincible across the Ten Realms? It's just the first step in the Starfield Sect's Ascension to Divinity."

"The restoration of the Ancient River Sect's glory depends entirely on you, Senior Brother," Zhou Leng praised sincerely, continuing to collect the radiant juice.

The Blood of Tyranny snorted lightly and said, "The orthodoxy of the Ancient River Sect ultimately lies with the Human Race. Practice well, and promote the Ancient River Sect, don't act like those small-minded and shortsighted people."

"Yes. Our Ancient River Sect was originally a Starfield Sect, and as disciples of the Ancient River Sect, we should aspire to the stars, not just scrape by."

"Share the Martial Stone-man's Body-Protecting Divine Skill and other Ancient River Sect data with me."

Zhou Leng operated the Demonized Watch to transfer the important data of the Ancient River Sect along with the new version of the translation to the Blood of Tyranny.

The Blood of Tyranny quickly browsed through the Innate Pavilion and the Martial Stone-man's Body-Protecting Divine Skill, nodding repeatedly.

"You brat, indeed have a good fortune."

Saying this, the Blood of Tyranny surprisingly began practicing the Body-Protecting Divine Skill on the spot, precisely the Taiqing Sea Robe that Zhou Leng cultivated.

Although the Blood of Tyranny couldn't form Divine Text in his mind, in no time, blue True Qi resembling seawater emerged around him, wisps intertwined.

The silken strands of True Qi crisscrossed, weaving into an antique sapphire-colored Eastern robe.

True Qi materialized, transforming void into reality.

Zhou Leng was taken aback; so the Taiqing Sea Robe, when practiced to the Martial Saint level, could actually materialize like a long robe.

The Blood of Tyranny blinked, and the robe-form Taiqing Sea Robe swiftly transformed into deep blue armor, covering his entire body.

On the chest of the armor, a coiled dragon rested, while tiger heads flared on either shoulder, exuding an imposing style of an Eastern martial general.

The Blood of Tyranny inspected himself and nodded gently.

Subsequently, the Blood of Tyranny transmitted his notes and insights from cultivating in the Ancient River Sect to Zhou Leng via Martial Faith.

Zhou Leng took a quick look; the Blood of Tyranny truly was generous, not holding back anything.

"These insights are the fruits of my lifetime cultivating the Ancient River Sect's Martial Arts. Don't share them with others before you advance to Martial Saint, but you may indirectly use them to guide key disciples, understood?"

"Understood, Senior Brother," Zhou Leng hesitated for a second and then said, "Senior Brother, how did you cultivate the Taiqing Sea Robe so quickly? My cultivation results are quite average."

Saying this, Zhou Leng activated the Taiqing Sea Robe, showing it to the Blood of Tyranny.

The Blood of Tyranny scrutinized closely, pondering for a moment, then said, "Firstly, my realm is higher than yours, my True Qi surpasses yours, and my experience is richer; these don't need further explanation."

"Secondly, your understanding of the Taiqing Sea Robe has a slight deviation."

"Please enlighten me, Senior Brother," Zhou Leng said earnestly.

"The Taiqing Sea Robe is a Body-Protecting Divine Skill. You emphasize 'body protection,' but what about 'divine skill'? Perhaps due to good luck, I focused more on the divine skill aspect, thereby enhancing its inherent power, which in turn strengthened its protective function."

Zhou Leng was momentarily stunned but then came to a sudden realization and said, "Thank you for the guidance, Senior Brother. I understand now. I regarded the Taiqing Sea Robe merely as a piece of clothing, but in reality, I should see it as a living cultivation technique."

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