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In the blink of an eye, hundreds of massive virtual shadows, like a pack of bloodthirsty Great White Sharks, quickly charged into the group of cultivators.

The virtual shadows, with their aggressive claws and teeth, pounced on the multitude of cultivators, prompting everyone to fervently attack these virtual shadows.

In an instant, fireballs, ice shards, vines, lightning, and hailstones flew through the air chaotically.

In the face of these terrifying virtual shadows, no one dared to be negligent.

However, these phantom demonic beasts were indeed elusive.

They resembled a cloud or a gust of wind, and the cultivators' attacks failed to land any substantial damage on them, as normal strikes couldn't inflict actual harm.

And when they lunged at the bodies of cultivators, even with a protective barrier, they often managed to seep through it.

These strange entities invaded the cultivators' bodies and began devouring each individual's Divine Thought and Soul.

Almost instantly, these grayish shadows could kill a cultivator.

In the blink of an eye, three or four cultivators who reacted slightly slower had their Divine Thoughts and Souls consumed by these virtual shadows, and they died straight on the ground.

At this moment, everyone was so frightened that their Soul Shattered, instinctively gathering around Yang Fei.

Not far away, a little girl from the Fire-Swallowing Tribe reacted slightly slower, and a gigantic serpent raised its head from its coiled body, suddenly attacking her from above.

Upon seeing this, the old man shouted and threw himself in front of the little girl from the Fire-Swallowing Tribe, shielding her behind him.

"Grandpa..."

The little girl from the Fire-Swallowing Tribe screamed in fright, looking at the old man in terror.

The old man had a stern face, his eyes wide open, and a difficult cry escaped his throat.

"Quick... go find Master Yang, stay by his side, don't leave..."

At this point, the old man's face suddenly manifested a hideous, terrifying serpent face.

This indicated that the demonic serpent had completely conquered the old man's Divine Sea.

The old man gritted his teeth tightly, and suddenly, a greenish Phosphorus Fire erupted from his body.

In an instant, his entire body ignited, resembling a massive Ghost Fire.

The serpent demon beast revealed its form within the old man's Phosphorus Fire.

The demon beast repeatedly twisted and struggled, but in the end, it couldn't escape the mutual destruction of the old man's Phosphorus Fire and gradually burned away in the flames.

The little girl from the Fire-Swallowing Tribe cried while running over to Yang Fei.

"Big brother, my grandpa is dead..."

In fact, Yang Fei had already witnessed this scene and sighed internally.

He patted the little girl's shoulder, speaking comforting words.

"Come, hide behind me. I have a way to deal with them."

As Yang Fei spoke, the little girl pointed behind him, screaming in terror.

"Big brother, behind you..."

In fact, even without looking, Yang Fei could sense with his Divine Sense that from all directions, at least 20 demonic beasts were charging towards him.

Countless virtual magic shadows surged towards Yang Fei's front and back in an instant, extending numerous sharp and terrifying claws towards him.

The little princess of the Fire-Swallowing Tribe was so frightened she buried her head in Yang Fei's embrace, not daring to open her eyes.

Click!

With a snap of his fingers, a small flame ignited at Yang Fei's fingertips.

The flame radiated a vibrant life force as if a thousand suns pierced the dark night, bringing a strong sense of life.

Suddenly, the demonic beasts that rushed to Yang Fei stopped, as if they were suddenly frozen.

Though these demonic beasts were virtual shadows, their form and appearance were unclear.

However, Yang Fei keenly sensed their fear and shock.

The next second, Yang Fei's finger, carrying the Phoenix Mysterious Fire, swept across the 20 or so demonic beast shadows around him.

With a sizzling sound, like water droplets hitting a frying pan, all these virtual shadows turned into a stream of fireballs.

All the Spiritual Fire in the world is destructive, but only Phoenix Mysterious Fire is the Nirvana Flame of rebirth, representing life and hope.

Thus, Phoenix Mysterious Fire is born capable of restraining death and evil, and dealing with these dead remnant demonic beast Divine Thoughts was its perfect counter.

Having struck successfully, all the cultivators were rejuvenated with spirit, escaping to Yang Fei and hiding behind him.

In Yang Fei's hand, the Phoenix Mysterious Fire formed a long chain of fire, encircling everyone within it.

These surviving demonic beast Divine Thoughts, unaware of the power of the Phoenix Mysterious Fire, rushed forward.

Sizzle.

With a gentle sound, countless demonic beast shadows were ignited by the Phoenix Mysterious Fire.

These demonic beast phantoms became one fireball after another, then transformed into pure Divine Thought and power.

Yang Fei's Phoenix Mysterious Fire, like countless tendrils, wrapped these elliptical pure Divine Thoughts into the flames with a flick of its fiery tongue.

These pure Divine Thoughts are the purest Spiritual Energies left behind by the Ancient Demon Beasts to resist the erosion of time.

Each refined Divine Thought was absorbed without hesitation by Yang Fei into the Sumeru Ring.

Seeing the power of Yang Fei's Phoenix Mysterious Fire, everyone's fright subsided slightly, and under Yang Fei's lead, they charged forward.

Yang Fei's Phoenix Mysterious Fire formed a ring of flames, encircling the group and protecting them.

The Divine Thoughts left behind by these demonic beasts had lingered for millions of years, yet were now quite weak, although their spiritual wisdom had not diminished at all.

The demonic beasts formed by the Divine Thoughts, seeing the might of Yang Fei's Phoenix Mysterious Fire, dared not approach, but instead followed closely behind, encircling without attacking.

Outside the flame ring, each demonic beast shadow let out deep roars.

Every cultivator was terrified, not daring to step outside the circle.

The little princess of the Fire-Swallowing Tribe had one hand tightly gripped on Yang Fei's sleeve as if afraid Yang Fei might fly away, with traces of tears remaining at the corners of her eyes.

Yang Fei dared not walk too fast, fearing a careless mistake might expose a flaw.

Thus, this group of cultivators, under Yang Fei's protection and surrounded by hundreds of demonic beast shadows, slowly moved towards the peak in the Northwest direction.

Twenty minutes later, the peak in the Northwest direction suddenly appeared before Yang Fei's eyes.

As they moved closer, they realized it wasn't a peak at all.

It was simply a colossal tomb.

The peak Yang Fei saw from afar was nothing but a gigantic stele.

On the stele, a line of enormous bird-shaped characters was engraved, each the size of a house.

Yang Fei couldn't help but reminisce about Susu.

That first Talented Lady of the Capital City, Huaqing University Master of National Studies, if she were here, would surely be able to decipher what those characters meant.

Yang Fei stood before the tomb and saw a hundred colossal stone steps ascending step by step.

From this angle, the stele seemed to tower into the clouds, majestic and magnificent.

Strangely, as soon as hundreds of demonic beast ghosts saw this enormous stele, they immediately scattered, seemingly very afraid.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, except for the little girl from the Fire-Swallowing Tribe, who still tightly clutched Yang Fei's sleeve, unwilling to let go.

Yang Fei's curiosity was piqued, wondering what could be hidden behind this gigantic stele?

Leading the group, he ascended the stairs step by step, finally reaching the front of the stele.

Yang Fei glanced behind the stele and was rendered speechless.

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