In order to heal these Alien Race members, the group that was originally prepared to immediately return to the Floating Island was once again delayed.

Fortunately, the healing ointment they provided had a very effective result.

Except for those Alien Races that were at odds with the Yanhuang Academy and did not receive timely treatment, the rest of the Alien Races received effective healing.

A few Alien Races who left the valley, such as the Beastmen, directly used a special secret technique to contact their clan.

Then, an hour later, a huge magic array appeared on an open space outside the small valley.

With the distortion of space, a hundred-strong Beastman army was teleported across several thousand kilometers.

The sudden appearance of the Beastman army immediately exuded a powerful aura.

Each Beastman soldier was above Tier Seven, and the five leading Beastman commanders were at Tier Nine!

This was a well-trained elite team, and the moment they appeared, they immediately prepared for defense.

Upon noticing that there was no threat outside, the leading commander immediately took out a crystal ball, infused it with energy, and immediately locked onto the mission target.

With a rapid march, it took them only a few minutes to find the severely injured Beastman hidden in the stone forest outside the small valley.

"Seventh Prince, your servant is late, please forgive me!"

The Beastman commander immediately spotted the Beastman sitting cross-legged on the ground, his wounds still bleeding.

He immediately stepped forward, kneeled on one knee, and apologized.

"Commander Ao Hu, does your team have the confidence to kill a Tier Nine Peak Mechanical Beast?"

The Seventh Prince's eyes were dark, exuding a fierce murderous intent.

"Seventh Prince, if the opponent's energy is sufficient, our team can at most injure them, but cannot prevent them from escaping. If the opponent's energy is insufficient, taking them down would be easy."

Feeling the intense killing intent from the Seventh Prince, especially upon seeing the seriously injured Beast Race members, Commander Ao Hu lowered his head slightly, and a fury similarly flashed in his eyes.

Those Beast Race members who followed the Seventh Prince were elites among the younger generation of the Beastman Empire.

Unexpectedly, this time, the casualties were severe, almost leading to total annihilation.

These damn humans, aren't they afraid of sparking a war between the Human Empire and the Beastman Empire?

Currently, much of the continent is occupied by Exotic Beasts, while the territories of the Alien Race and Human Race are continually being compressed.

At such a critical moment, rather than cooperating sincerely, they're kicking others when they're down and stabbing others in the back.

This is simply provoking the Beastman Empire, a behavior that is courting death!

"The opponent's energy is certainly insufficient. This Mechanical Beast just fought a battle with the Human Empire army and won a decisive victory."

The Seventh Prince's subconscious awareness was just telling him that the opponent's energy is currently insufficient, leaving them in a weakened state.

This is an excellent opportunity!

"If that's the case, I will immediately arrange for people to explore the situation. Please wait for a moment, Seventh Prince."

As soon as the words fell, four Beastman Warriors broke away from the team and explored along the path the Seventh Prince and his party had come.

Soon they reached the valley entrance and saw a group of Alien Races not far away, along with a Mechanical Beast over twenty meters tall.

These Beastman Warriors did not startle the opponent but only observed from a distance before dispersing in other directions, especially near the grand canyon which was previously a battlefield.

Quickly, these four Beastman Warriors returned to the team to report the situation.

"Seventh Prince, with our current manpower, we are no match for that Mechanical Beast."

After eliminating the Human Empire army, the opponent not only did not retreat immediately but also had the capacity to rescue others.

This indicates the opponent still has reserves.

The battlefield entrance was a bloody mess, and they saw the corpses of Swift Dragons, Terrain Dragons, Human Knights, and Human Mages.

The battlefield was extremely tragic, and the Beastman commander was terrified to discover that the Human army that had been eliminated was the elite Dragon Cavalry!

This unit, all riding Dragon steeds, though only Swift Dragons, were Exotic Beasts of Tier Six or Seven!

Frankly, if our team encountered such an opponent, there would be no escape, it would be a dead end.

In the end, the Human army ambushing a Tier Nine Peak Mechanical Beast was completely wiped out.

Even if you lend him courage, he wouldn't dare to provoke such a threat recklessly.

Are they supposed to go and throw their lives away?

The mission was to safely bring back the Seventh Prince, and for those others with significant status, saving them was preferable, but otherwise, let them perish.

He is the Personal Guard Commander of the Beast King and does not fear these Beastman nobles.

"Damn Yanhuang Academy, one day I will lead my army to destroy them!"

The Seventh Prince cursed, his face gloomy, but there was nothing he could do.

He couldn't command the Beastman commander, especially since he still needed their protection.

"Seventh Prince, to avoid unexpected incidents, we should set off back to the Empire now."

The Beastman commander also did not want to stay longer, as that Tier Nine Mechanical Beast posed a great threat.

They did not want to engage in a skirmish and die without a clear cause.

"Let's go!"

...

The light of the teleportation array continuously appeared outside the small valley where Mo Qingchen and his party were located.

All were one-way teleportations sent by various powers, each time with teams of over a hundred, with a minimum strength of Tier Six, and their leaders were all Tier Nine existences.

It must be said, the power each Alien Race kingdom or empire held indeed was considerable.

Those heavily injured who had long since left the small valley, although a few more died, did not experience any major mishap and were all taken away by the arriving personnel.

On the contrary, the responders from the Elf Race, Dwarf Race, and Minotaur Tribe arrived later.

However, although they arrived later, their numbers were greater.

The Elf Race, truly prolific in Mages, directly sent a two-hundred-strong Mage Corps, and what's more, after expressing their gratitude to the Iron Block, they directly set up a temporary teleportation array on the spot.

Then packed up all their people and transported them away.

Other Alien Races all employed one-way teleportations here, then escorted their young ones back home.

But the Elf Race was different, relying on their abundance of Mages, they used spatial teleportation directly.

By the time the last members of the Dwarf Race were also taken away, it was already midnight.

"Brother Mo, are you planning to persuade the Dwarf heir to return?"

Iron Block transformed into a bus, and then the group returned to the vehicle.

"Not at all, we just want to use this opportunity to establish a connection with the Dwarf Race and buy some precious metals from them." Mo Qingchen denied straightforwardly.

"If you want precious metals, accompany me to the Dwarf Royal City when the time comes. With this life-saving favor, the Dwarf King will definitely agree to trade, but you should prepare a lot of strong wine, the stronger the better."

Dwarfs love drinking, boasting, forging, mining, and precious metals. As long as their tastes are catered to, it is very easy to make friends with them.

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