Return to Camp

The round trip of exploring dozens of miles did not take long.

Zhou Rihui was still pulling the eight-legged spider into the heavy truck bed when Zhang Xuezhou returned from his exploration.

Changkong Luo and the others still hadn't met up at the heavy truck camp, but Bi Dazhi, who was responsible for luring away the ferocious beast, successfully completed his mission and reunited with them.

Apart from the main combat team, everyone else has safely reunited.

"If anyone gets caught in it, Changkong Luo and his men must have suffered heavy losses, otherwise they wouldn't have left anyone behind!"

Having learned a little about Zhang Xuezhou, Ren Yisheng's heart sank slightly.

The group led by Changkong Luo were the most capable high- Sequence Holder in the Scarlet Alliance State. Even though Ren Yisheng disliked their past strength and ruthlessness, Ren Yisheng did not want them to be trapped in Qin Meng's schemes.

"That means?"

"There's no need to search for them anymore. They'll inevitably return here after being injured, and they'll get back as quickly as possible!"

Ren Yisheng raised an eyebrow, knowing full well that no matter where Changkong Luo and the others went, they would eventually need to return to the heavy truck camp as soon as possible for treatment.

"A night raid is very risky!"

Upon hearing Zhang Xuezhou's suggestion, Ren Yisheng felt that things had gone awry.

But Zhang Xuezhou was right. Ren Yisheng judged that Changkong Luo and the others would definitely return to the camp for treatment, and Zhang Xuezhou's prediction that Changkong Luo and the others would attack the gathering point of the ferocious beasts again would also happen. This kind of thing is difficult to prevent, and they may even need to mobilize all their forces.

The snake pit and the Qinmeng secret stone mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou were uncontrollable accidents.

"Things would be much more stable without this snake pit," Ren Yisheng murmured.

"If there were no snake den, those ferocious beasts wouldn't have been gathering there all this time," Zhang Xuezhou murmured.

"That's true, but that snake pit..."

Ren Yisheng felt nothing but dread.

There are two possibilities regarding the snake cave. One possibility is that the snake cave possesses a power capable of fighting ferocious beasts, which may be even more ferocious than these tiger-skinned beasts.

Another possibility is that the snake cave was simply a place where too many venomous snakes had accumulated and were difficult to clean. These ferocious beasts, whose bodies were injured, would inevitably charge and search recklessly, thus obtaining the Qin Meng Secret Stone by the most violent means, and also recovering from their physical injuries.

Either possibility means a high-risk collision for them, even a potential fierce battle with a tiger-like beast, while a third party could benefit from the chaos.

A single defeat could mean death, yet even Ren Yisheng is insufficient to prevent this inevitable course of events.

He muttered something to himself, and then heard Chimon Haig muttering to himself about invoking the god Tu'er, so he had no choice but to give up his conversation with Zhang Xuezhou.

"Please send one, please send one! I want to see how God Tu'er healed his injuries!"

After loading the eight-legged spider with its joints shattered into the heavy truck and ensuring it was securely locked, Chimmon Hagrid couldn't help but exclaim, eager to see how the god Thur would heal the eight-legged spider.

"If they don't die, there's no need to invite God Tu'er," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"This isn't one of those red-blooded beasts. I destroyed all six legs of this monster; its leg marrow has drained, leaving it half-crippled. To extract any kind of extract, we can only use the poison sac, and there aren't many people suitable for that part," Chimon Hagrid exclaimed. "You don't want to bring a crippled beast back to your country, do you?"

"There are still two legs left!"

"I put in a lot of effort hunting the eight-legged spider; it was practically a solo hunt. One of the legs here is mine, and this Little Wang wants one too. That's all!"

Zhang Xuezhou had barely finished replying when Qimeng Haige had already completed the allocation of the ferocious beasts.

This left Zhang Xuezhou speechless.

It wasn't that he didn't want to treat the eight-legged spider, but Zhang Xuezhou needed to prepare the Supreme Purity True Technique to treat Changkong Luo and the others, and he also had to deal with the inevitable night raid that would take place after dark. He would expend a lot of Law Power, and the eight-legged spider was difficult for Ren Yisheng to intimidate and suppress, so its resistance to Technique Method might be extremely high, making it difficult for him to heal it with a single Supreme Purity True Technique.

"Let me spray some anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicine on the spider legs first," Wang Haoran said, trying to smooth things over.

"I've never heard of this being treated with hemostatic drugs!"

Chimon Haig grumbled, but seeing that Zhang Xuezhou and the others didn't invite the God of Tur, he had no choice but to reluctantly abandon his little scheme.

But Chimmon Hagrid's little scheme didn't last long.

Less than half an hour after nightfall, Changkong Luo and his group appeared in the heavy truck camp.

"Quickly, Mr. Zhang, Li Qi may be experiencing internal bleeding!"

"Professor Zhang, my finger is broken again. Could you please ask God Tu'er for help and see if he can heal old wounds and take this opportunity to heal the wound you shot off my finger before?"

"Three feathers, each as thick as a chopstick, were pierced into Yinglian's body. If they were pulled out, blood would gush out like a fountain!"

"We also have some minor injuries, like a cracked palm. Can we ask for Tu'er's divine grace for that?"

"If I hadn't had to spare those ferocious beasts' lives, I would have already hacked those stupid things to pieces with one strike!"

"You know what, those ferocious beasts are really strong. Even when we ganged up on them, it was difficult. If it weren't for Song Xianzong's penetrating gun, it would have been very difficult to defeat them!"

"Indeed, it's stronger than that ferocious eagle!"

"The eagle is also very strong, but we weren't in its home turf at the time. If we had fought it in the air, we wouldn't even know how we died!"

"Stop talking nonsense, what about Zhong Rang?"

"Can we save Zhong Rang?"

"Zhong Rang has the ability to suppress his life force. He will be judged as dead by the ferocious beasts, and as long as he is not eaten by them, he will be able to survive for a while!"

A constant stream of low, noisy sounds.

There's Changkong Kong Yinglian, who's barely holding on; Song Xianzong, whose trigger finger is broken; and Li Qi, whose condition is so severe that he's lost the ability to walk.

As Ren Yisheng had previously speculated, the main attacker in the Changkong Luo team was indeed injured.

The more fiercely you fight, the easier it is for your body to be injured.

Li Qi, being a pure output-oriented Sequence Holder, relied entirely on the resistance layer of the Seventh Sequence to compensate for his shortcomings, and thus suffered the most severe injuries in such confrontations.

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at everyone briefly, then placed his right hand on Li Qi and began to chant.

Ren Yisheng then handed two bottles of nutritional supplements to Song Xianzong and Changkong Kong Yinglian, before forcing the supplements down Li Qi's Ren Yisheng clenched mouth, regardless of whether Li Qi could drink them, whether Li Qi wanted to drink them, or whether Li Qi body needed them.

If it weren't for the lack of a pressure syringe, these nutritional supplements would most likely have been forcibly inserted into the mouth.

"Such violent treatment of the wounded might not save them; they could be killed by being force-fed nutritional supplements instead!"

Chimmon Hagrid felt a pang of sympathy, but when Changkong Luo retorted irritably, "You weren't killed back then either," he had no choice but to swallow his sarcasm.

In short, under this inhumane treatment, Li Qi, whose body was swollen and trembling, couldn't catch his breath, and his eyes rolled back.

But just a short time later, Zhong Rang suddenly turned over as if he had a final burst of energy before death, and then lay on the ground vomiting blood mixed with nutrients. His body seemed to have recovered from a serious illness in a short period of time, and then miraculously recovered completely.

Aside from the weakness after vomiting blood, Li Qi appeared to have almost no other health problems.

"It's not the god Tu'er, this isn't a force drawing in from the outside world, but rather originates from within Zhang Xuezhou's body. This isn't the divine power described by those priests who worship deities!"

Li Qi recovered quickly, and Chimon Haig, who was watching from the sidelines, was filled with emotion.

He was unable to see the situation when he was seriously injured, but he watched how Li Qi recovered from his severe injuries to his full health.

From a normal person's perspective, this is indeed a divine technique.

From Chimmon Hagrid's perspective, he didn't sense any Thur God at all; instead, he clearly saw the restorative power that Zhang Xuezhou had activated.

This power gave Chimman Hagrid a vague sense of similarity.

He felt that the power he gained when he stepped into the Eighth Sequence was something like this.

This is a power of control.

The difference is that Zhang Xuezhou controls the power of healing, while he controls the spinning of metal objects, somewhat similar to Badun's situation, but the different personal Gene Fighting Technique result in different powers.

Compared to his own still somewhat rudimentary control, Zhang Xuezhou's control was clearly already quite sophisticated.

"That's impossible! This shouldn't happen to him!"

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou in the Third Sequence, Chimon Haig felt that the other party had developed control over the stage a little too early.

He didn't believe that Zhang Xuezhou had released the divine grace of Tuer in the Qinmeng region, but Qimeng Haige felt that it was undoubtedly an incredible miracle that Third Sequence individual possessed the control of Eighth Sequence individual.

This ability wasn't limited to Zhang Xuezhou; Ren Anran, who was waiting on the ocean liner, also possessed a similar, albeit slightly weaker, healing ability.

If this situation can be clarified and the source of Zhang Xuezhou and others' control can be fully understood, Chimon Haig believes that the currently defined Eighth Sequence may no longer be an insurmountable barrier, but rather a pathway that many people can enter.