Bull Horn!

The possibility that it contained ancient supreme inheritances and treasures caused the eyes of many prodigies to gleam with uncontrollable greed and fervor.

It was as if they could already see themselves seizing the opportunity and soaring to the heavens.

In a quiet corner of the square, the siblings Feng Ling and Feng Ling stood silently.

"Feng Ling, do you think that mysterious prodigy of the Human Clan can still come out? It's been nearly half a month already."

Feng Ling kicked a small stone by her feet in boredom, her tone full of impatience.

After hearing about the Blood God Hall's disturbance, the siblings had rushed over almost immediately. They had now been waiting here for half a month.

Other than watching more and more people gather, they had seen no movement at all. It was truly irritating.

Feng Ling's expression remained gentle, but a trace of calm analysis showed in the depths of his eyes.

He said quietly to his sister, "Be patient. Didn't you notice a few days ago? Those terrifying Blood Rivers surrounding the Outer Zone of the Blood God Hall have already vanished without a sound.

"This likely means that some kind of 'state' within the hall has ended, or that the balance has been broken."

After a pause, he swept his gaze over the covetous figures around them. "Let's wait a few more days. If that person still doesn't appear, we'll leave."

Today was June 27.

The opening of Canglin Ancient Mountain lasted three months. Two and a half months had now passed, leaving only about half a month until the event ended.

This final stretch was the sprinting phase, when all the prodigies would frantically hunt Evil Spirits and fight for ranking points.

Although Feng Ling's strength was formidable, he still needed time