"Is it an Eight Tier Spirit Movement Talisman? I've heard the Emperor's Son of the Great Xia Empire married a Saintess from the Top Grade Talisman Sacred Land. It seems he's not lacking in these things."

Han Wuyang said sinisterly.

"No matter, the Eight Tier Spirit Movement Talisman's value is considerable. I wonder how many he can actually afford to waste!"

No matter how fast he burst out, they always managed to accelerate at the last moment.

What Han Wuyang thought was just his assumption.

In reality, Xia Feng and the ten women were really tired from the act.

They not only had to maintain a speed that Han Wuyang could catch up to, but also had to burst with spiritual power at the last critical moment.

The most important thing was not to burst too fast, otherwise, it would be easy for others to see through the act.

Han Wuyang thought Xia Feng and the ten women were using talismans to burst their power.

What he didn't know was that the speed they were bursting with wasn't even half of their actual strength.

...

Thus, the two teams engaged in a frantic tug-of-war.

Xia Feng also felt disgusted and would run to places with more Resentful Beasts while heading toward the periphery core.

Each time the Resentful Beasts reacted, Xia Feng and his group had already sprinted a distance away.

Following closely, Han Wuyang and his men would immediately be entangled by these Resentful Beasts.

Though no Emperor Level Resentful Beasts were present, these Tier Nine Resentful Beasts were disgusting enough.

They charged toward Han Wuyang and his men like mad creatures, without regard for their lives.

Moreover, their attacks didn't consider their own safety, only aiming to kill Han Wuyang and his men.

Even though Han Wuyang could easily kill them, the resentment and strange techniques of these beasts still posed some obstacles.

Seeing the distance between him and Xia Feng growing, Han Wuyang was furious. He stepped forward, unleashing his full strength.

In an instant, the terrifying aura repelled all the Resentful Beasts charging at him, and he continued chasing Xia Feng relentlessly.

After half an hour, Han Wuyang was covered in the fresh blood of the Resentful Beasts.

The nine Martial Sovereigns behind him were also in the same state, exuding a sickening stench.

Finally, Xia Feng and the ten women reached the periphery core.

The fog here had turned from white to dark yellow, and the resentment was many times thicker than in the outer circle.

Feeling the mist, everyone was nauseated.

The smell was extremely offensive and suffocating.

But within this yellow fog, there were obviously many more powerful auras.

From time to time, the sharp cries and howls of the Resentful Beasts echoed around, sending chills down the spines of Han Wuyang and his men.

"Damn, they actually ran here..."

Surveying the surroundings, Han Wuyang showed a tense expression, gritting his teeth.

"The Resentful Beasts here have Emperor Level strength, everyone be careful."

After saying this, he turned to Xia Feng and shouted loudly.

"Xia Feng, do you really want to keep running? If you go further in, there are Resentful Beasts that even we can't deal with!"

"Do you want to throw yourself and your wives into the bellies of Resentful Beasts?"

"Instead of becoming one of the Resentful Beasts, you'd be better off coming back with us peacefully. I promise your life will not be in danger!"

"None of your business!"

The only response was Xia Feng's crude words.

It made Han Wuyang furious, and he shouted angrily, "Do you really think the God Burial Valley is your home? When you're dead in the belly of these beasts, wait for Xia Tianming to collect your corpse!"

"Yeah, the God Burial Valley is my home."

Xia Feng stopped, turned around, and smiled lewdly at Han Wuyang, "Keep barking, and I'll have my family bite you to death?"

"Who are your family?"

Han Wuyang laughed in anger, pointing in the direction of the sound coming from within the yellow fog, "Could it be those Resentful Beasts?"

"Yep."

Xia Feng nodded smugly, grinning.

"You've got to be kidding me. I think you've really lost it!"

Han Wuyang no longer wanted to deal with Xia Feng; he couldn't afford to delay any longer.

Having entered the periphery core, if Xia Feng continued to escape further inside, they'd end up trapped too.

The safest plan was to capture Xia Feng here as quickly as possible.

"Everyone, form the array, don't worry about the spiritual power consumption!"

Han Wuyang turned to the other nine Yellow Tier Ninth Layer Martial Sovereigns and shouted.

The other Martial Sovereigns from Teng Jiu Building quickly nodded and swiftly formed an array.

Soon, a powerful force enveloped Han Wuyang.

His aura rapidly surged!

Yellow Tier Eighth Layer Martial Sovereign... Ninth Layer Martial Sovereign...

Profound Tier First Layer Martial Sovereign!

His aura stopped growing only after breaking through to the Profound Tier Martial Sovereign.

"Hahaha, the power of a Profound Tier Martial Sovereign is truly delightful."

Han Wuyang inhaled greedily, then coldly smiled at Xia Feng, "How will you compete with me when your power is suppressed?"

"Even if you want to run this time, there's only a dead end for you!"

Xia Feng glanced up and down at Han Wuyang, then nodded in admiration.

"You're right, a Profound Tier Martial Sovereign is indeed impressive."

"Hmph."

Hearing this, Han Wuyang smirked smugly.

"But you seem to have forgotten one thing." Xia Feng shook his head gently, "Make sure you survive first."

Boom!

Suddenly, Xia Feng moved abruptly.

"Celestial Punishment!"

He threw the Qingxue Sword directly into the sky, and then a gigantic projection of the Qingxue Sword descended with full force!

Han Wuyang raised an eyebrow, glaring at the Divine Technique from Xia Feng, but he didn't believe such an attack could harm him.

"Tricks of the minor league."

He sneered mockingly.

Xia Feng ignored him, and with his right hand, he slammed down from above, causing the giant Qingxue Sword to sink swiftly!

However, the direction of the sword's descent was not over Han Wuyang's head but in the middle of the two opposing teams.

"Boom!"

The giant Qingxue Sword thudded into the ground, stirring up countless gusts!

The gusts carried the scent of Han Wuyang and the nine Sovereigns behind him, spreading it all around.

"Awoo!"

"Sizzle..."

The ten bodies were tainted with the bloody scent of the numerous external Resentful Beasts, and as Xia Feng spread it with the wind, it immediately traveled far and wide.

Soon, the Resentful Beasts, upon smelling the blood, went crazy, eagerly charging towards Han Wuyang and his men!

In an instant, several Resentful Beasts with red glowing eyes were running erratically within the yellow mist!

"Damn, it's a trap!"

Han Wuyang's pupils shrank, and he immediately raised his sword, preparing to charge at Xia Feng.

He wished to decapitate Xia Feng before these Resentful Beasts could attack him!

Regrettably, Xia Feng didn't allow him any opportunity to approach and with the Ten Top Grade Saintesses, they headed deeper into the periphery core.

In an instant, Han Wuyang lunged into thin air, gnashing his teeth as he watched Xia Feng disappear.

After hesitating for a moment, just as he was about to give chase, a giant wolf with a tail on its head and oozing black, rotten blood leaped in front of him, baring its terrifying fangs.

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