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On the Soaring Snake’s chest, the last eight-petaled lotus flower flared bright.

Eight silver petals bloomed open, erecting a dome fully embracing both the person and the wings. The fireball pressed closer and closer; the dome held for three breaths before the eight petals shattered.

Sizzle...

Sizzle sizzle...

In the darkness, Kaelen heard it. The sound was very small, very steady, exactly like the sound of fat dripping onto coal on an afternoon when the whole family gathered to grill meat.

The entire body of the Soaring Snake tightened another circle, so tight that he could not breathe. But it did not tremble. Not a single bit.

The wings remained tightly closed, not revealing a single gap.

A burning smell spread in the air.

Kaelen closed his eyes, resting his cheek against his mate’s cold scales, somewhat regretting his impulsive decision, but more of it was a sense of release. Perhaps... perhaps it was good like this... Stopping right here, hoping in the next life, they would not become Mandate Bearers anymore. If they still had a next life...

[HMPH!]

Not knowing if Kaelen and Sane were hallucinating or not, the two seemingly heard a cold snort in the void. Following that cold snort, the air seemed to freeze; the fireball pressing close to Sane’s body suddenly stopped mid-air, then immediately extinguished like a spark emitted when a hammer strikes hot iron.

Sane forced his eyes open, only seeing a Half-Snake phantom and a completely green person floating before him. The Half-Snake phantom lazily extended a finger, lightly tapping his forehead once, scolding a sentence: "You two stubborn brats~"

The green phantom rubbed his head once, then both people shattered like soap bubbles. Tiny glowing specks fell into Sane’s body then disappeared; a few glowing specks threaded through the narrow gaps settling on Kaelen’s eyelids, then also without a trace.

The location where Kaelen and Sane lay on the ground also emitted a blinding white light; when the light extinguished, the two people’s figures were no longer there.

The Eastern continent that day surged with rolling waves. When the heaven-destroying earth-shattering pressure gradually passed, all the factions in the Eastern continent rushed to find the cause.

The Head Divine Attendant.

Rylan and the Eagle clan Sub-Beast huddled together, cowering within the protective circle of six beastmen. The complexions of the two were whiter than winter snow, their teeth chattering against each other. Even when the pressure had passed, they still had not stopped trembling.

"You... did you sense... sense it?"

"Y... yes..."

"I... I... suddenly don’t want to..." The Eagle clan Sub-Beast moved his lips, immediately having his mouth covered by Rylan. Rylan gritted his teeth saying: "Shut up!"

The Eagle clan Sub-Beast widened his eyes, feeling the blood in his body seemingly freeze. His heart was grabbed and squeezed tightly by someone. Rylan himself was the main soul; however much pain the Eagle clan Sub-Beast felt, Rylan felt it twice as much!

He screamed tragically, rolling on the ground, shouting loudly ’don’t dare anymore’, ’don’t dare anymore’. His beastmen hurriedly supported their mate, panicking not knowing what to do.

[Stupid!]

A gloomy voice transmitted into Rylan’s mind; he hiccuped crying intermittently, constantly begging.

An illusory finger extended carving a line on Rylan’s forehead. His blood did not drop but gathered into a drop, falling into the Natal tree they were trying to replant. The tree vibrated twice, emitting a bright red light mixed with black aura. The tree was still only as small as a newly planted sapling, but its roots underground were like a giant net, spreading across half the Eastern continent; each sharp point broke through the ground emerging, piercing through the chests of the chosen people, sucking all their life force.

After sucking full an adequate source of life force, the tree roots severed themselves. The tree trunk flew up from the ground transforming into a streak of light sliding smoothly into the cut on Rylan’s forehead. His wound healed; between his eyebrows appeared a pattern like a leaf yet like a white flame.

The Eagle clan Sub-Beast widened his eyes, opening his mouth ’cough cough’ twice then fell flat on the ground, completely losing his breath.

At the same time, Rylan’s body also transformed. His Wolf ears and Wolf tail disappeared; his ash-gray hair gradually turned golden, long touching the ground. His human ears suddenly became more pointed, his eyelashes and eyebrows also turned pale yellow, and his eye color turned sapphire blue.

On his back grew a pair of wings transparent like cicada wings; his body also grew a bit taller, a bit more slender.

Rylan’s beastmen looked until they were dumbfounded. If it was the previous Rylan, his beauty carried a seductiveness penetrating to the bones; now his appearance carried an inviolable holiness.

[Sylvain, I resurrects you from the ashes, do not disappoint Me. You betrayed the Light to surrender to the Darkness; do not think just by hiding He will not be able to find you!]

Rylan lowered his eyes, placing his hands on his forehead kowtowing on the ground, saying softly: "This servant knows, please instruct me Lord."

[Go to the Western continent, converge with your remaining soul fragment. The Fire God’s Heart is no longer here; you must find the Moon God’s Heart. The day you find it, is the day I descend...]

"Yes!"

The Deity’s aura gradually receded; the corpse of the Eagle clan Sub-Beast was also only left with white bones. Rylan’s six beastmen stared intently at him, swallowing their saliva.

The Lion clan beastman spoke up hesitantly: "Ry... Rylan?"

Rylan raised his eyes, those beautiful sapphire blue eyes blinking slightly, glancing over each of them, carrying a different flavor. The six beastmen loved this appearance of his even more. Rylan blinked slightly, then slumped down. His beastmen hurriedly supported him.

Rylan shook his head: "I am fine. My goal has been achieved, let’s go to the Western continent."

Looking at the unbalanced situation in the battle just now, Kaelen and Sane must have also been heavily injured; he had to hurry and find the Moon God’s Heart before they caught up.

Rylan personally took a potion tube from the spatial ring on his hand, drinking it cleanly in one breath. He took out a spatial scroll again; the six beastmen immediately stood around him forming a hexagon.

The light from the scroll spread, enveloping the seven people. When the light dispersed, they also disappeared from this place.

The skeleton on the ground also ’clacked’ once turning into dust.

Not long after that, the Head Divine Attendant’s door was kicked open by someone. The Martial God Shrine’s people rushed inside, rummaging everywhere to arrest people, yet only saw dry skeletons lying scattered in every nook and cranny. Those outsiders had disappeared without a trace left.

The Temple Master’s and the Holy Son’s complexions darkened slightly; the two looked at each other, in their eyes rising an endless anxiety.

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