Chapter – 84
An Omen
The corner of Jiang Xi’s mouth twitched slightly.
What did he mean by “using” you? The way he said it sounded like something out of an adults‑only story…
Still, since Mu Ling was so cooperative,
she didn’t mind—reasonably—“using” him.
Jiang Xi closed her eyes.
Her healing ability slowly flowed into the flesh of the forearm beneath her palm.
Strangely, she sensed an explosive power contained within that flesh—
or rather, an ability.
And she developed an illusion.
As long as she wished, she could drain all the power within the flesh beneath her hand and make it her own.
The sensation was wonderful—and dangerous.
Jiang Xi opened her eyes and looked at Lu Liufeng.
“If you notice anything wrong with me, separate me from Mu Ling immediately.”
The reason she didn’t warn Mu Ling or Yi Yuexi was simply that she felt neither of them was mature or steady enough.
Lu Liufeng nodded solemnly.
“Rest assured, Female Master.”
Though he didn’t know what the Female Master intended to do,
her instructions were always right. He only needed to carry them out.
Yi Yuexi raised an eyebrow.
But at this critical moment, he didn’t act on impulse as he usually did.
Mu Ling was nervous, yet he still patted his chest and tried to act tough.
“Female Master, just go ahead!”
Jiang Xi glanced at him.
“If you feel uncomfortable, remember to push me away.”
Before Mu Ling could answer, she closed her eyes again.
Following her instinct, she reversed the direction of the healing energy she was channeling—and began to draw outward instead.
Then Jiang Xi discovered that the healing ability within her body was increasing at a frenzied speed, filling her completely in an instant.
But before she could rejoice, she realized—
the extraction was out of control!!
This power was about to tear her apart!!
At the same time, the sharp wolf eyes of Mu Ling suddenly went blank, and his face turned deathly pale.
Violent green light erupted from Jiang Xi’s body.
In an instant, both Lu Liufeng and Yi Yuexi sensed that something was wrong.
They rushed forward, trying to pull the Female Master and Mu Ling apart.
But the moment they touched her, both of them were engulfed by the green light.
The surging seas of abilities within Lu Liufeng and Yi Yuexi were instantly forced open.
Countless strands of green light poured into their ability seas like a deluge.
Wherever the green light swept, the raging ability seas immediately calmed.
Then the green light stirred the power within, surging outward in all directions.
Yi Yuexi, who had been stuck at the mid‑stage of the third major rank for a long time, instantly shattered the barrier and entered the late stage of the third major rank.
Yet just as the green light was about to carry his power upward again, it abruptly withdrew from his ability sea, all of it rushing into Lu Liufeng’s instead.
Within Lu Liufeng’s ability sea, green light coiled together with lightning, charging upward toward the sky above the sea—just like last time—ripping open a massive fissure.
That blood‑red hue that had appeared before emerged once again, descending from beyond the裂缝.
But this time, the green light gave the blood‑red glow no chance to close the crack.
The green light flared brilliantly, illuminating the entire ability sea.
Under its stirring, tornado after tornado rose from the sea, wrapped in lightning, surging upward to meet the blood‑red glow.
Lightning flashed, thunder exploded, and sharp cracking sounds echoed across the sky of the ability sea.
And at that very moment—
above the Lion’s Roar Tribe, white light flashed once more.
Thunder rumbled.
Suddenly, a bolt of blood‑red lightning shot from the cursed land beyond the wall, striking inward toward the Lion’s Roar Tribe.
But just as the blood‑red lightning struck, the Guardian Wall—which had remained unresponsive for thousands of years—suddenly raised a flowing, aurora‑like curtain of seven‑colored light, rebounding the blood lightning.
Moreover, centered on the Lion’s Roar Tribe, this light curtain rapidly extended north and south along the Guardian Wall.
In almost the blink of an eye, the entire stretch of the Guardian Wall protecting seven connected tribes was covered in flowing seven‑colored light.
In the Lion’s Roar Tribe, females and beastmen from every household slowly stepped out of their homes amid the white light and thunder, staring blankly at the glowing barrier.
At the same time, in the Dark Lake, Sheepdog, Python Coil, Sky Territory, Wolf Rush, and Scorpion Tail tribes beyond Lion’s Roar, families likewise poured out into their courtyards, frozen in shock as they gazed at the seven‑colored light rising from the Guardian Wall.
“This is…”
“This is…”
“……”
At the southernmost Dark Lake Tribe, beastmen knelt by the lake’s edge, chanting ancient beast language passed down for millennia, bowing and praying to the boundless, pitch‑black Dark Lake.
At the northernmost Scorpion Tail Tribe, beastmen knelt in the sands, chanting in the scorpion tongue, bowing and praying to the desert that was half yellow sand, half blood sand.
In the Wolf Rush Tribe, an aged beastman with cloudy yet piercing eyes, supported by younger beastmen, trembled as he climbed onto the wall to the side of the altar.
Facing the cursed land stood a statue of a giant wolf.
Like the six‑winged giant lion of the Lion’s Roar Tribe, the wolf crouched low, fur bristling, facing the blood‑red cursed land as if threatening it.
At this moment, the eyes of the wolf statue lit up with a gray‑blue glow.
The old beastman trembled as he knelt before the statue.
Tears streamed down his deeply wrinkled face.
He sobbed uncontrollably.
“The Ancestral Wolf has not abandoned us—”
“The Ancestral Wolf has not abandoned his people—”
Behind him, the younger beastman revealed coldness and disdain in his wolf eyes.
The old beastman said in a trembling voice,
“Mo, quickly! Gather all the wolf clan members of the tribe—worship the Ancestral Wolf!”
The young beastman called Mo lowered his eyelids halfway, concealing the indifference in his eyes, and bent forward respectfully.
“Yes.”
At the same time, strange phenomena appeared one after another in the Giant Wood Forest Sanctuary, the Holy City’s Sacred Hall, above Eagle Strait, within the Tranquilless Sea Trench… and in all the major ancestral lands.
Lion’s Roar Tribe.
Not long after the Female Master left, Huo Lun sensed movement from the direction of the ice river and went to investigate.
When he saw the omen and hurried back home, everything was already over.
The fire room had collapsed. Mu Ling had reverted to his wolf form and lay unconscious in the ruins.
Yi Yuexi stood energetically in the courtyard, playing with flying snowflakes.
On closer inspection, his ice‑blue snowflakes were far more crystalline than before.
As for Lu Liufeng, he sat inside the house, filthy all over, holding the sleeping Female Master in his arms, deep in thought.
Huo Lun judged that the Female Master was asleep, not unconscious, because her breathing was steady and her complexion rosy…
Wait—rosy?
Huo Lun froze.
He was shocked to discover that the black markings on the Female Master’s face had faded even more.
Only a third of her face remained black.
The exposed skin was white as jade and snow, her cheeks tinged with pink, long thick lashes relaxed and casting a soft shadow beneath her eyes—so exquisite it was unreal.
And this was only two‑thirds of her revealed face.
Huo Lun couldn’t imagine how astonishing her appearance would be once she fully recovered.
After a moment of stunned silence, he turned to Yi Yuexi in the courtyard.
“What happened?”
Yi Yuexi lifted his eyelids slightly, but looked past him instead.
“You’d better think first about how to send them away.”
