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Qin Fang hurriedly refused. "Old Ma, you're the team leader. You have to take Senior Ma Rulong and the others to compete, so you can't be delayed."

"Don't worry. My teacher has been following me in secret the whole time. He won't let us run into any danger."

Thinking of Long Xiaoyao, Old Ma shuddered all over. Still, he put on the air of a team leader and said coldly, "Kid, get back before the finals. You're our trump card, understand?"

Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen nodded and left on their Flight Soul Tool. Even Xiao Hongchen had been kept in the dark by Meng Hongchen, thinking only that his sister was going to attach her Fifth Soul Ring.

Long Xiaoyao, hidden in the shadows: Uh... have I really become a babysitter?

Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen traveled all the way. Within the Sun Moon Empire, the badges of a Fifth Level Researcher and an Eighth Level Researcher from Mingde Hall proved extremely useful, allowing them to pass without obstruction.

Even in the border region adjoining the Heaven Dou Empire, the Old General seemed to recognize Meng Hongchen. After conducting a routine inspection, he let them leave.

Before they departed, he specifically reminded them, "The Heaven Dou Empire is different from our side. Be careful on the road."

After thanking him, Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen departed.

Within the Heaven Dou Empire, Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen became noticeably more low-key. They flew boldly through desolate regions, but whenever they encountered a large city, they landed and went around it.

These large cities generally had aerial defensive Soul Tools. A moment of carelessness could get them shot down.

Better safe than sorry. After five full days of rough travel, Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen finally arrived at Sunset Forest.

Though the journey had been difficult, they had not encountered any major problems.

Outside Sunset Forest, Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen recovered their Soul Power and inspected their Soul Tools. Once everything was ready, they exchanged a glance and stepped inside.

Long Xiaoyao was also puzzled. Weren't these two supposed to help Meng Hongchen attach her Fifth Soul Ring? Why had they come all the way out here?

Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen did not dare relax in the slightest. Yet in the outer regions of Sunset Forest, there were very few Soul Beasts. Even when they encountered one, it was at most a hundred years old.

Qin Fang released a trace of the Skeleton Emperor Martial Soul's power, and those hundred-year and thousand-year Soul Beasts immediately fled in panic.

After two hours, Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen reached the inner region of Sunset Forest. Though the vegetation had grown denser, there were still few traces of Soul Beasts.

After circling around for another two hours, the exhausted Meng Hongchen asked doubtfully, "Qin Fang, why does this place not feel like a Soul Beast Forest? There are far too few Soul Beasts."

"There are some poison-type Soul Beasts, but their cultivation is far too low. And are you sure this is the place? Where is the place of extreme heat and extreme cold you mentioned?"

Qin Fang scratched his head. "It seems like we got lost, but it's fine. I'll ask someone."

Meng Hongchen said in horror, "Huh? Is there anyone else here? Qin Fang, don't scare me."

Qin Fang smiled. "What are you thinking?" After speaking, he closed his eyes. The vertical eye on his forehead opened, and his Cyan Pupils emitted a halo as Life Perception activated.

Qin Fang deliberately chose the stoutest Old Tree, which appeared to have lived for at least several hundred years. A faint strand of Life Aura entered it, comfortably awakening the Old Tree's consciousness.

From Qin Fang's perspective, an aged human face condensed upon the Old Tree's trunk. It looked kind and peaceful, as though it had no quarrel with the world.

Qin Fang asked with his Spiritual Power, "Senior, why are there so few Soul Beasts here? Where did they all go?"

The Old Tree paused for a long while, as though organizing its words. Only after quite some time did it say, "Miasma. Poisonous. Soul Beasts ran or died."

After hearing this, Qin Fang asked again, "Senior, do you know where the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is?"

Fear appeared on the Old Tree's face. "Forbidden place. Don't go."

Qin Fang injected another strand of Life Aura into the Old Tree. Only then did its frightened expression ease, and it condensed a peculiar glowing map. "Follow the guide, and you'll reach it."

Watching Qin Fang communicate with the Old Tree, Meng Hongchen could not help finding it novel.

Qin Fang bid the Old Tree farewell, then smiled at Meng Hongchen. "Done. Let's go."

After taking only a few steps, Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen discovered that the forest had grown dim. A layer of thin mist was gathering and becoming increasingly dense.

Qin Fang did not deactivate Life Perception. He only heard the Old Tree calling out to them, "Poison miasma is coming! Run!"

Meng Hongchen tentatively touched the miasma in the forest and sensed it. Indifferently, she said, "The Cold Poison in my body is more poisonous than this miasma. This miasma is useless against me."

Even so, Meng Hongchen activated her Soul Tool's Defense Barrier.

When Meng Hongchen looked at Qin Fang, she saw that the miasma rapidly dissolved upon encountering his Life Aura of light. It could not approach him at all.

Seeing this, Qin Fang said, "Alright, then we'll continue onward. But if you can't hold on, you must tell me. I'll help you."

Meng Hongchen nodded.

Qin Fang took Meng Hongchen's hand and followed the Old Tree's directions toward the central region.

Before long, the miasma grew thicker and thicker. Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen could still endure it.

However, when they approached the core area, Seven-Colored Miasma appeared before them, clearly distinct from ordinary miasma. Beneath it, countless Seven-Colored Grass swayed in the wind.

Meng Hongchen instinctively sensed danger. The poison contained within the Seven-Colored Miasma was far stronger than her Cold Poison. If they forced their way in, there would be no problem for a short time, but over a long period, they might be corroded until nothing remained.

Within the Seven-Colored Miasma, they could vaguely see the enormous skeletons of Soul Beasts, each at least ten thousand years old.

Qin Fang extended a hand, intending to touch the Seven-Colored Miasma, but Meng Hongchen stopped him. "Don't. This miasma is extremely poisonous."

Qin Fang stopped and used Life Perception to communicate with the Seven-Colored Grass. As his Spiritual Power stirred, he heard the Seven-Colored Grass speak proudly.

"Hehe, this human definitely can't get through."

"Grass brothers and sisters, hurry up and release more poison gas. Don't let the human pass."

"Mm, blow."

In Qin Fang's perception, every blade of Seven-Colored Grass puffed out its cheeks and continuously blew Seven-Colored Miasma from its mouth.

Qin Fang wanted to communicate with them and see whether they would let them pass, but to his surprise, the Seven-Colored Grass blew even harder.

"No, impossible. Our purpose is to keep humans out."

Qin Fang had no choice but to summon his Green Lotus Martial Soul.

Buzz. The moment the Life Green Lotus Martial Soul of light appeared, the Seven-Colored Grass all drooped. As though submitting, every single one lay flat on the ground, while specks of seven-colored light entered the Green Lotus.

"Master, please accept this humble offering from your servants."

"Master, please accept..."

Last time, countless Blue Silver Grass had offered up their life force in the middle of the night. This time, the Seven-Colored Grass was no exception.

Qin Fang could not help wondering about the origins of his Martial Soul. Why was it so fierce?

Qin Fang communicated with them through his Spiritual Power. "We're going to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well."

Buzz. The Seven-Colored Miasma automatically parted to form a path, along with guidance leading toward the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Meng Hongchen stared at Qin Fang in shock. Ah... wasn't this a little too absurd?

Qin Fang strode in boldly while Meng Hongchen followed carefully.

Crunch. Qin Fang and Meng Hongchen stepped on Soul Beast bones, which crumbled with extreme brittleness and turned into seven-colored dust.

Meng Hongchen could not stop herself from trembling. Too poisonous. If the Seven-Colored Miasma suddenly turned against them, then she and Qin Fang would surely die.

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