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Unworthy

After layers upon layers of echoing flame and destruction repeatedly plowed through the area in mere seconds, the entire Forest Kingdom had become a literal furnace hell.

Yet Ji Jue felt neither pain nor discomfort. Instead, he was as happy as a fish in water; even his protective suit had gone unused.

Within the holes left behind by the Flame Tide Disaster, black flames surged, swallowing his steel body. Strands of them lingered over the earth he crossed, leaving behind a trail of slowly spreading black footprints.

He advanced through the sea of fire, step by step, feeling the thorns on his chest grow at an unbelievable rate under the Forest Kingdom's feedback.

In that instant, how many had he killed?

Hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands?!

He had never dreamed that one day his hands would be stained with such heavy bloodshed. Yet he had also never expected himself to be so calm at this moment.

He coldly watched the hell before his eyes.

Blood slowly spread across the Seven-Horned Crown. Amid the Wolf Blood Oath's frenzied surge, it drew upon the Forest Kingdom's gifts. Scarlet thorns spread outward, extending into the void. In the blink of an eye, every tree in the shadowy image of the burning forest was wrapped in the cold phantom light of thorns... He could even sense a hungry gaze faintly cast at him from within the void.

The so-called Great Fiend Wolf!

Ji Jue paid it no heed.

He merely crossed the scorched earth and looked before him, at Shangri-La's manifestation—the foundation of that burning tree... It was covered in cracks, with waves of phantom light leaking away like blood flowing into the void.

Having suffered such devastating damage at its core, even Shangri-La, a realm of pure spirit, could no longer