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Gradually, a mysterious pattern slowly emerged, resembling a seal that branded itself onto Yun Ying's back.

Upon seeing this mark, a peal of thunder rang out in everyone's minds, causing them to lose their footing entirely and drop straight to their knees with a sudden softening of their legs.

Even the elderly servants at the Array Formation Realm were no exception; they knelt down before they even knew whether they were doing so of their own accord.

"This is the bloodline power of our Celestial Clan," Yun Xi stared at that mark, her eyes bright.

Afterward, she watched as that mark underwent slight changes, some lines subtly shifting positions to undergo deep-level evolution.

Though very slow, Yun Xi saw it clearly: this mark had not yet fully formed and was continuing to generate and evolve.

However, at this rate, wanting it to completely form would likely take a very long time.

Sure enough, the evolution of the mark lasted only a few breaths before stopping, then gradually growing dormant.

As the brilliance of the mark dissipated, that vast heavenly might also vanished, and everyone felt a great sense of relief as they stood back up.

"Eldest Miss, what was that?"

Several elderly servants looked toward Yun Xi, a trace of lingering terror still remaining in their eyes.

"The bloodline power of our Celestial Clan-remember, it must never be leaked!"

Yun Xi said calmly, then offered a word of caution.

"Understood!"

The elderly servants first revealed looks of shock, then immediately bowed in response. They were the most loyal servants of the Heavenly God Mountain and would never do anything detrimental to the Heavenly God Mountain.

As time passed, the runes all over the sky evolved into primordial symbols, representing the most fundamental rules and order of heaven and earth.

The Inscription Realm truly began touching upon the primitive mysteries of bone text. After stepping onto this path, one no longer completely borrowed the runes of ferocious beasts and fierce birds, and could engrave some of one's own symbols within the body.

Yet this realm was incomparably arduous, requiring engravings within the body's bones and Cave Heavens. Every single step was fraught with difficulty, and years of accumulation might yield no results at all.

For most people, every step forward in the Inscription Realm equaled as much time as cultivating an entire major realm in the past.

Two days passed, and the rune light enveloping Yun Ying slowly receded, signaling that her breakthrough in cultivation this time was a complete and utter success.

A pair of deep purple eyes opened, their pupils displaying two sword-shaped primordial symbols that were deep, sharp, and intensely intimidating, as if a mere glance could determine the life and death of others in a terrifying manner.

Yun Ying blinked gently, and her pupils returned to normal, her sharp edge restrained and her demeanor ethereal and otherworldly.

Through this breakthrough, she built up a deep reserve and released it all at once, leaping straight to the middle stage of the Inscription Realm and bypassing the early stage entirely.

"Xiao Ying, congratulations on becoming a King Marquis."

Yun Xi hurried forward, wrapping her arm around hers with a beaming smile.

"Mm," Yun Ying smiled faintly, resembling an epiphyllum in bloom that vanished in a flash.

"Sister, how is the situation?" Yun Ying looked outside the ship, where runes were still bursting across the firmament in utter chaos.

Yun Xi shook her head. "The attraction of the Kun Peng Talisman Bone is simply too great. Venerables have already fallen."

Hearing this, Yun Ying withdrew her gaze. Such an outcome could be considered inevitable, but there was no need to worry on the side of the Primordial Sacred Mountains. With the sacred mountains joining forces, they had nothing to fear from other factions.

Wanting to hold onto a piece of the Kun Peng Talisman Bone was by no means an impossible task.

"Cultivate. If there is anything you don't understand, come ask me," Yun Ying told Yun Xi.

"All right," Yun Xi smiled, turning away to cultivate.

Another few days passed, and alongside the fall of several Venerables with blood staining the North Sea, this battle for the Kun Peng Talisman Bone finally drew to a close.

Qing Ming, Yin Xue, and the others returned to the ship, their forces having suffered over half in casualties, with Lian'er's figure nowhere to be seen.

"Yin Xue, where is Lian'er?" Yun Xi asked as she stepped forward, seized by an ominous premonition.

Yin Xue answered with reddened eyes, "Lian'er was struck by the shockwaves of the Venerables' clash and died."

"Ah, as long as you've returned safely," Yun Xi could only offer this comforting remark.

Yin Xue herself felt deep regret; she should have listened to Yun Ying and avoided fighting over any Kun Peng Talisman Bone, as Lian'er would not have died then.

The remaining forces returned. Yun Canghai and the various sacred mountain Venerables also called off their campaigns, leading their respective troops away from the North Sea and back to the mainland.

Some sea-clan Venerables still wanted to make a move on items like Heavenly Desolation, but even though the Kun Peng Nest had sunk into the sea, its restrictions never vanished, and anyone who entered would be suppressed to the Spirit Transformation Realm.

In the end, those sea-clan Venerables did not dare to risk their lives and could only depart in sullen frustration.

When heading to the North Sea, Yun Ying and the others consumed a relatively long amount of time, but on the return trip, it took less than two days because they were escorted by Venerables.

This time, the Primordial Sacred Mountain alliance could be considered the biggest winner because the Kun Peng Precious Technique they obtained was the most complete.

Moreover, they also snatched a piece of the Kun Peng Talisman Bone. Although they were besieged by numerous Venerables as a result, causing multiple sacred mountain powerhouses to suffer heavy injuries, it was entirely worthwhile compared to the harvest.

After consultations, that piece of the Kun Peng Talisman Bone was bought by the Golden-Winged Roc, who in exchange paid a massive price in heavenly treasures to the other sacred mountains.

The other sacred mountains accepted this as well. After all, the Golden-Winged Roc shared a profound origin with the Kun Peng, so they treated it as doing a favor, and they had also obtained that portion of the Kun Peng Precious Technique from Yun Ying, only paying a slight price.

It could be said that the Heavenly God Mountain was the biggest winner this time, while the other sacred mountains also obtained satisfactory results.

Without a doubt, the alliance between the sacred mountains this time was a resounding success.

Upon returning to the Heavenly God Mountain, Yun Ying went straight back to her dwelling just as she usually did.

As the Northern Sea Kunpeng Nest incident drew to a close and the sacred mountain powerhouses returned, the events that transpired in the North Sea spread rapidly across all corners of the Desolate Region, creating a massive uproar.

The mere fact that Venerables had fallen shocked countless people, as they had no idea how long it had been since such an event last occurred.

After all, these were powerhouses standing at the pyramid's peak in the Desolate Region, ones who basically never fell easily, yet this North Sea incident saw the demise of more than several Venerables.

It could be called the period in nearly a thousand years of the Desolate Region where the most Venerables had fallen.

What people found most unexpected was the outcome: not a single person obtained the complete Kun Peng Precious Technique, only a fragmented one, which was moreover carved up by numerous factions and difficult to reunite.

Only in the hands of that fairy Yun Ying of the Heavenly God Mountain did the most complete portion of the Kun Peng Precious Technique exist, yet even that amounted to less than one-third.

In other words, for over two years since the appearance of the Northern Sea Kunpeng Nest, the numerous factions of the Desolate Region fought tooth and nail, only to arrive at such a farcical result.

"Having fought for so long and with so many people dying, isn't that a devastating loss?"

"You can't quite put it that way either. After all, it is a Ten Fiends precious technique. Let alone a fragmented one, even obtaining a single move or stance is worth a fortune. Nearly one-third is already enough; ordinary people would likely struggle to comprehend it in a lifetime."

"That's true. It seems the biggest winners in this battle for the Northern Sea Kunpeng Nest were the people from the Primordial Sacred Mountains."

The living beings of the Desolate Region discussed it animatedly, the fervor showing no signs of subsiding for a long time.