Then Fight!

"It's really dead this time!" Shi Lin said.

The wind whistled as green scales flashed through the clouds. This intelligent creature knew better, yet it remained cautious and careful, circling for a moment before diving down.

The mountain terrain was a sea of crimson, pockmarked with puddles of blood, while chunks of flesh and shards of white bone were scattered everywhere, the stench of blood assaulting the nose.

"Ah, it really is dead." Little One approached, poking the Suanni. Its body was slowly cooling, its life force extinguished.

The Green-Scaled Eagle was incredibly invigorated, flapping its iron wings with such force that gravel and stones flew. Soon, it returned from a distance, carrying the arm of the Demon Ape—another Primordial Remnant, containing rare, true blood.

With a series of grunts, Little One lugged back the Li Fire Bull Demon's broken horn, which was several meters long. He laughed heartlessly, his large eyes squinting into crescent moons, for this too was a priceless beast treasure.

"Let's pack up and leave quickly," Shi Lin said.

"Mm-hmm!" Shi Hao responded.

Just then, the Green-Scaled Eagle grabbed the Suanni's corpse and tried to flap its wings, but it stumbled, nearly crashing to the ground.

"The poison is still there? The medicine didn't work?!" Shi Lin looked at the Green-Scaled Eagle, surprised.

"The medicinal properties must have dissipated during the battle!" Shi Hao said, worried.

"Auntie, let's go quickly! Back to Stone Village, and we'll have Grandpa Chief cure you!" Little Shi Hao shouted anxiously.

The Green-Scaled Eagle flapped its wings, attempting to take flight once more. This time, it finally managed to lift the massive Suanni and headed toward Stone Village.

Along the way, it swayed several times and nearly plummeted. Its body grew increasingly weak, lacking the strength it usually possessed; in normal times, it could have easily carried prey twice this heavy.

Shi Hao was full of worry, and Shi Lin urged the Green-Scaled Eagle to drop some of the prey, but the eagle sternly refused.

Finally, Stone Village drew near. Little One hugged the crimson horn and the Demon Ape's arm, his heart filled with happiness, smiling brightly.

This trip had been dangerous, with several near-death experiences, but they had truly brought back the Suanni's precious body, along with the Li Fire Bull's horn and the Ape King's arm—a bountiful harvest.

However, just then, the Green-Scaled Eagle began to descend, its wings snapping several towering trees. Exhausted, it could no longer hold on, and black blood continuously oozed from its wounds.

"Auntie, hold on! We're almost home," Little One Shi Hao encouraged it.

"Auntie, hang in there!" Shi Lin tried to channel rune power into the Green-Scaled Eagle.

With a long cry, the Green-Scaled Eagle finally reached its limit. Its massive body plummeted, sending leaves flying and snapping numerous ancient trees as it crashed through them.

Fortunately, it had been gliding rather than falling straight down; otherwise, a drop from such a height would have surely shattered its bones.

With a loud boom, the Suanni's precious body, held by the eagle, hit the ground first, cracking the giant boulders in the forest. Then, the Green-Scaled Eagle's massive frame landed amidst the brush.

Shi Hao and Shi Lin rolled nimbly to the ground.

"Auntie, are you alright?" Little Shi Hao quickly ran toward the eagle. Shi Lin followed close behind.

The descendant of the primordial demonic bird was in terrible condition. The blood flowing from its wounds looked like ink and emitted a foul, fishy odor. It was completely drained of strength, unable to stand.

The Green-Scaled Eagle looked up and let out a long, piercing cry. The sound was so high-pitched and sharp that it made Little One Shi Hao's eardrums ache, forcing him to cover his ears as leaves swirled around them.

"Auntie, hold on! Grandpa Chief and the others will be here soon."

Suddenly, a cold glint shot toward Little One.

"Little One, dodge!" Shi Lin shouted.

There was no time to think. Shi Hao quickly turned to the side, and a cold iron arrow grazed his throat, burying itself into the mountain rock with a metallic clang.

A terrifying whistling sound followed. The arrow was too fast, far exceeding the speed of sound, its power astonishing. Had Shi Hao reacted a second slower, his throat would have been pierced through.

Another cold glint flashed as a second iron arrow flew toward them.

"You're courting death!" Shi Lin roared. He spread his arms, manifesting a Golden Moon that was brilliant and dazzling, its light flowing as if a divine moon from the Nine Heavens had truly descended.

"Hah!" The Golden Moon sliced through the iron arrow, then flew toward the tree from which the shot had been fired.

After a scream, a group of people emerged from behind the trees.

"It's you!" Little One was shocked and angry. He recognized the people from Bei Village, and the archer was the leader of their hunting party—a man over two point three meters tall, with solid muscles that rippled like snakes.

Shadows appeared all around them; twenty-some people emerged, each holding a heavy bow, aiming their iron arrows at Shi Hao and Shi Lin.

"Little brats, you dare kill our Bei Village people? Today, leave your dog lives and the treasures you're carrying behind!" a middle-aged man from Bei Village sneered.

"Swish," "Swish"...

Iron arrows rained down, dense and rapid. Each arrow carried at least a thousand jin of force—terrifying enough to kill even a giant beast!

"Clang!"

The Golden Moon rotated, knocking away a row of iron arrows. They snapped with a crisp sound; even the iron shafts could not withstand the impact and shattered completely.

"Don't go soft! Even if they are just children, they are powerful. Everyone, focus your fire and kill the big one first!" a burly man roared.

Dozens of giant arrows were fired at Shi Lin.

"You want to die? Then I shall grant your wish!" Shi Lin began to erupt with power.

"Clang," "Clang"...

Dozens of cold glints whistled toward him. Shi Lin used the Golden Moon to parry, slicing through one iron spear after another. The clashing sounds were deafening, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Die!" Shi Lin shouted.

Runes danced in Shi Lin's hands. He instantly summoned several more Golden Moons, waving his arms as the moons shimmered with radiance, flying rapidly toward the people of Bei Village.

"Oh no, dodge!" But it was already too late; the few men standing before the leader of the Bei Village hunting party were sliced in two. Most of the Bei Village men were heavily wounded, and the leader's own abdomen had been slashed open, his intestines nearly spilling out entirely.

"Retreat!"

The leader let out a loud cry, issuing the order. His face was deathly pale, and he was drenched in sweat. The group shouted, hauling up the severely wounded as they retreated rapidly, scattering into the mountain forest.

"Do not pursue a desperate foe!" Shi Lin stopped Shi Hao from giving chase.

Over ten miles away, the people of Bei Village gathered rapidly, charging toward this direction. On one of the stretchers lay a youth, half-reclining and half-sitting. His face was somewhat pale, his gaze icy, and he was toying with a Beast Tooth String in his hand.

An elder whispered, "He is actually this formidable, injuring over a dozen of our clansmen. Fear not, this time the 'Sacrificial Spirit' has bestowed a precious artifact; let us see how he struggles now!"

"The Suanni Precious Body is right there; the Sacrificial Spirit will come in person," another elder said.

Meanwhile, several miles away, the people of Stone Village were like a pack of fierce tigers, the entire village mobilized and charging toward the forest where Little One was. Running at the very front were Ziyun, Dapeng, and Xiao Qing, the three young birds flapping their wings in extreme anxiety.

At this very moment, six or seven monsters had already been slain by Shi Hao and his companion. They remained inseparable, guarding the Green-Scaled Eagle, but if this continued, it would inevitably attract fierce beasts from deeper within the mountain range.

Suddenly, a sheet of icy iron arrows poured down like a rainstorm, all concentrated on the bodies of Shi Hao and his companion.

Murderous intent filled the air, shredding the forest leaves. The dense swarm of iron arrows was enough to turn even a massive Dragon-Horned Elephant into a sieve.

Little One exhaled and shouted, a stream of vital energy spraying from his nose and mouth. His entire body glowed, runes interweaving as a Golden Moon formed like a blade, blocking before him with a clanging sound.

Shi Lin stood to the side, helping the Green-Scaled Eagle swat away the incoming iron arrows.

The iron arrows fell continuously, their tips snapping off. In the blink of an eye, a pile had accumulated on the ground, their metallic luster cold and startling.

The rainstorm of iron arrows ceased. From all directions, over a hundred people appeared, surrounding them from afar, staring at the Suanni and the Crimson Precious Horn with rapid, shallow breaths.

Even if they had never seen them before, as long as one lived in the Great Wilderness, no one was ignorant of how precious and priceless the true blood of a Primordial Remnant was.

"Little child, the remains of this Suanni are a supreme treasure. You cannot keep it; if you are sensible, just leave quietly, and we will not make things difficult for you," an elder said with a pleasant expression.

"Little One, no need to waste words with them. Let us fight!" Shi Lin's hands were covered in runes, divine light radiating outward as dozens of Golden Moons condensed in an instant.

"Right!" Shi Hao replied.

"Little brat, seeking death, are you? Then you shall die here today!"

Having said this, his gaze turned cold. He waved a hand and commanded, "Fire arrows!"

Instantly, arrows rained down, whistling incessantly. Shi Lin swung the condensed Golden Moons outward; they spun at extreme speed, radiating golden light, and collided with the arrow rain in a perfect arc.

Ordinary arrows hitting runic attacks had no power to retaliate. The arrow rain immediately lost its momentum and collapsed to the ground.

The Golden Moons, however, lost none of their power, continuing to spin rapidly as they slashed toward the Bei Village men.

"Oh no! Fire, quickly!" Bei Village Chief Bei Liqing urged in a panic.

The Bei Village men scrambled to release their arrows, but just as they notched them onto their bows, a "boom" sounded—they had been struck.

The hundred-strong force of Bei Village was immediately reduced by more than half.

"Damnable little brat, I was careless!" Bei Liqing hissed viciously.

Suddenly, a patch of brilliant light points emerged from a thicket, rushing toward them at extreme speed and enveloping the two of them.

"I expected as much!" A purple rune flashed in Shi Lin's hand, and the light points dissipated instantly.

"Bei Feng, die! Little One, strike there!" Wang Quan pointed toward the grass.

At this moment, a pale-faced youth, lurking like a wolf, had been hiding in the vegetation all along.

"Got it!" Shi Hao did not hesitate, forming a Golden Moon to slash toward the bushes.

"No!" Bei Liqing rushed over in a panic.

The grass glowed with brilliant colors as Bei Feng crawled out. On his wrist was a Beast Tooth String, each bead snow-white and crystalline, incredibly beautiful.

"Surprised? I have a precious artifact too," Bei Feng sneered.

"It's you!" Shi Hao was startled.

"Chi!"

Bei Feng flicked his wrist, and a rain of light flew out, crossing the sky like a meteor. It was gorgeous and beautiful, but its lethality was terrifying.

"Die!" Bei Feng commanded.

Shi Lin threw a Golden Moon, striking down his attack directly.

"Is that all?" Shi Lin scoffed.

"Damn you!" Bei Feng's face was cold.

Bei Feng once again activated the beast teeth. The snow-white, crystalline teeth transformed into points of light, divine radiance spilling forth as they charged forward like a falling star streaking across the firmament—brilliant and beautiful, yet radiating a terrifying aura. A Golden Moon rose, as if suspended over a shimmering sea, serene and peaceful; however, a "clang" of vibrating sound shattered that tranquility.

"Useless!" Shi Lin said.

"Damn it!" Bei Feng was filled with fury.

"It ends here!" Shi Lin formed purple runes with his hands. Sheets of divine radiance made the surroundings resplendent, with rays of light overflowing and auspicious energy billowing out in waves.

"Purple Emperor Immortal Eagle Art!" A purple immortal bird appeared behind Shi Lin, flapping its wings and emitting divine radiance.

"Go!" Shi Lin waved his hand, and the purple immortal bird flew out with a high-pitched cry, charging straight at Bei Feng.

"What, a precious art!" The crowd was shocked.

Without a moment to spare, Bei Feng hurriedly activated his precious artifact. He gave a soft shout, reciting the secret incantation taught to him by their Sacrificial Spirit, causing the Beast Tooth String to transform into several weapons, their claws and beast heads appearing vivid and lifelike.

With a loud "boom," the immortal bird and the precious artifact collided, erupting in blinding silver radiance. Faint, mournful cries of demonic birds echoed through the air, sounding like crashing waves against a shore or boulders shattering in the clouds—a truly soul-stirring sight.

"Stop!"

"Quick, retrieve the artifact!"

Bei Liqing, the patriarch of Bei Village, and Bei Shan, the leader of the hunting party, both shouted in alarm.

As Bei Feng let out a final, miserable shriek, the dust settled.

Bei Feng was dead.

"Ah, Feng'er!" Bei Liqing cried out, clutching his chest as he coughed up blood in agony. That was his own grandson, yet he had been slaughtered right before his very eyes.

Shi Lin beckoned, and the Golden Moon spun, lifting the Beast Tooth String and carrying it back to him.

Shi Lin toyed with the beast teeth for a moment before handing them to Shi Hao.

"Here, take this, Little One!"

"Okay! Thank you, Brother Lin!"

They were all family, so Little One didn't stand on ceremony.

The bracelet was truly beautiful; all forty-two beast teeth were as lustrous and white as mutton-fat jade, shimmering with a crystalline glow and containing a strange, potent power.

Little One touched them, then immediately fastened the string around his own wrist. Seeing this, the people of Bei Village were filled with shock and fury. This was a supreme treasure of their tribe, and it had just been snatched away by this little brat.

"Sacrificial Spirit, why have you not arrived yet? Please, descend quickly!" The patriarch of Bei Village looked utterly distraught.

In the mountain forest, a low, wailing sound emerged, as if a terrifying creature were approaching. The entire world seemed to be filled with a cold, murderous intent.

Night had long since fallen, and the forest was cold, gloomy, and reeking of blood.

"Sacrificial Spirit, descend quickly!" Bei Liqing's hair was disheveled, his face flushed blood-red before turning a ghastly, ashen blue. His expression was terrifyingly hideous; the composure he had displayed earlier was completely gone.

"Wooo..." All around, wild beasts howled. A chilling aura permeated the air, making one's hair stand on end; it felt as if evil spirits were wailing, a truly unsettling sensation.

"Bang."

Seeing the people of Bei Village about to charge, Little One kicked Bei Feng's body, sending it flying toward the people of Stone Village.

The trees were dense and the forest dark. Beast roars echoed one after another, and the sinister aura grew heavier, yet no powerful creature ever actually charged out.

A cold arrow struck, precise and ruthless, aimed directly at Shi Hao's eyes. The cold light was startling; such an arrow could only be fired by a powerhouse capable of exerting five or six thousand jin of force with a single arm—it was terrifying.

Shi Lin flicked the Golden Moon, deflecting the arrow.

"Looking for death?!" Shi Lin flung several Golden Moons in succession, and Shi Hao threw out a few as well.

It was like a river of stars from the nine heavens, or white waves in a vast sea, humming and rumbling so loudly that the entire mountain range seemed to vibrate!

"Pfft," "Pfft"...

Opposite them, screams erupted. Four or five men stumbled backward on the spot, blood spraying as they suffered gruesome wounds. Three or four others had their arms severed, their faces pale as they broke out in a cold, painful sweat.

Little One moved with lightning speed, leaping like a young Pixiu. He rubbed the crystalline, snow-white Beast Tooth String on his wrist, and as the runes flickered, he let out a soft shout.

"Swish," "Swish"...

The Beast Tooth String shone brilliantly. Each tooth sprouted beautiful patterns, dazzling and eye-catching, before detaching from the string and flying forward.

It was a gorgeous rain of light, but its lethality was shockingly high, leaving no room for reaction. The pearly-white beast teeth pierced through many bodies.

Blooms of blood blossomed, bones shattered, and internal organs were torn apart. The people of Bei Village screamed in terror, completely unable to withstand the assault of the precious artifact.

"What is happening? Sacrificial Spirit, you should have arrived by now! Why haven't you appeared? Come quickly and save your people!" Bei Liqing roared in terror, his heart filled with dread. If this continued, the entire Bei Village would be wiped out here.

"Retreat!"

That brilliant artifact was far more powerful in Little One's hands than it had ever been in Bei Feng's. He understood the Bone Text and could channel it, making the artifact's might incomparable to before.

The people of Bei Village collapsed. Even without the patriarch's order to retreat, they wouldn't have stayed; they all fled for their lives, and even then, the Sacrificial Spirit did not appear.

"Little One, don't chase them," Shi Lin said.

"Wow, this Beast Tooth String is really powerful." Shi Hao scratched his head, bewildered. He was astonished as the forty-two beast teeth flew back, transforming into the pearly-white bracelet and coiling around his wrist once more.

"They will be back!" A brilliant light shone in Shi Lin's eyes.

Knowing the story of Perfect World, Shi Lin knew that the Bei Village Sacrificial Spirit was coming. He wanted to use the Bei Village Sacrificial Spirit as his own whetstone.

Suddenly, pairs of emerald-green eyes appeared in the dark forest all around, glowing like ghost fires. The surroundings were encircled by giant wolves with green eyes, each one exhaling white mist from their nostrils. Their massive, blood-filled maws revealed hideous fangs, and their fierce, malevolent aura made one's entire body turn cold.

"You are dead. Today, your tribe is destined to be exterminated!" Bei Liqing appeared once more. His face was cold and his eyes were like those of a venomous snake; he was now riding atop a giant, snow-white wolf.

The people of Bei Village had returned. Many of the young men climbed onto the backs of the giant wolves, each holding bows and arrows, their eyes cold and filled with hatred as they stared at the other side.

"Our tribe's Sacrificial Spirit has arrived! None of you will live!" shouted Bei Shan, the leader of the Bei Village hunting party.