Lin Xiong’s footsteps were heavy, causing dirt to splatter.
As he ran, he looked back, watching as the dark canopy of the sky was torn apart by red light, with flames fiercely rubbing against the atmosphere.
"Magnetic field disruption in the pollution zone, it’s no surprise if it triggers some kind of natural disaster."
Wu Yong’s eyelids drooped as he learned that the person who burst into the administrative building was none other than Qin Shi.
As Dongxia’s Fire, Heng Province’s Scorching Sun, the protection level for the other party was naturally extremely high.
He might have already caught the attention of the Judicial Court, becoming a "ward."
The people in the Judicial Court wield one of Dongxia’s three fundamental archetype originals, possessing power even greater than the Three Ministries and Nine Departments, with unknown amounts of super technology at their disposal—a meteorite descending from the heavens is no surprise.
"If the Judicial Court intervenes, then the order for the Seventh Battle Group to drive away the Rasas will surely be noticed as well..."
Wu Yong pondered, reluctant to become an "informer," knowing such a person could not survive within the Battle Group.
Yet when faced with suspicions that his mentor might be abusing power due to personal grievances, he couldn’t turn a blind eye.
"Reporting through internal inspection would only amplify the internal issues and affect the reputation of the Battle Group."
Wu Yong thought carefully and decided to pursue the route through the Division, presenting a reasonable suspicion.
As a member of the Wind Scythe Sequence Army, he loved this collective immensely, but his rational insistence also pushed him to take risky actions.
Even if he were expelled from the Battle Group afterward, Wu Yong could bear the consequence.
"I hope Qin is alright."
Jiang Shijie shook his head; compared to their last encounter, the opponent’s strength had undoubtedly reached another level.
Such an astonishing and dazzling Scorching Sun genius, if allowed to fully grow, the future would be limitless.
"Perhaps the new generation can indeed welcome a ’He Lanchan’."
"Meteorite? Where did the meteorite come from?"
The High Priest struggled to lift his head, staring in disbelief at the massive meteorite plummeting rapidly.
"Nasen, may Chaos shelter you."
Seeing the Seventh Battle Group retreat like a tide, Ant Queen Rose also led her follower creatures in a large-scale migration.
This meteorite crashing down would overwhelm a third-level disaster’s group leader.
The only way out seemed to be to please the Great Chaos Demon, hoping for its intervention to escape the calamity.
But under such urgent circumstances, how could a ceremony and sacrifice be conducted?
"We need to gather the tribe as quickly as possible and hide in the mother nest..."
The High Priest used both hands and feet, moving quickly like a strange species, rapidly reaching the middle layer of the administrative building.
He grasped the doorknob, attempting to open it, to gather the elite creatures from each sub-nest inside.
With force, he twisted and pulled!
The High Priest Nasen froze, unbelieving.
He twisted again, trying to open the closed wooden door.
Still, it remained motionless.
The High Priest Nasen’s eyes bulged, seemingly incredulous.
This anomaly was bestowed upon him after offering numerous sacrifices.
The Great Chaos Demon dredged it from the infinite Netherworld.
Housing the mother nest inside was meant to be the safest.
This anomaly wasn’t shared by other followers; it was deeply bound to Nasen himself.
By controlling the mother nest, he, the High Priest, held immense power to decide who could receive nurturing and transform.
"Jian! Open the door!"
Nasen shouted angrily. Inside the mother nest, there was only one person.
The one he personally selected as the "Queen," Jian.
Though that person’s status was low, not from the noble family of human-faced spiders, his bloodline purity was exceptionally high, offering abundant evolution potential.
Moreover, for personal interests, Nasen was actually reluctant to nurture the noble family of the tribe; if they were too outstanding, they often threatened his position.
"Jian! Open the door! This is an order!"
Nasen roared with rage, lifting a lowly peasant by his own hand and placing him into the mother nest to ascend to a higher level.
This was an immense blessing!
Spiritual fluctuations reverberated through the void; although the door separated inside from outside, the High Priest Nasen had long marked Jian’s spirit.
Inside the main nest, the girl now renamed "Jiana" was trembling all over, her eyes filled with intense terror.
If Qin Shi hadn’t stopped her, she would have opened that door driven by the subconscious fear rooted within her.
"Something happened outside. It even made the priest so anxious..."
Qin Shi stood across the door and turned to look at the terrified Jiana:
"You’re the queen of the human-faced spiders, what are you afraid of?"
Jiana’s face was pale as she shook her head vigorously:
"You wouldn’t understand! The priest has the ability to communicate with the Great Demon of Chaos; he is the highest decision-maker in the tribe! Even if I become the most evolved ’queen’, I must obey the priest’s will!"
Your kind still employs the "Divine Right of Kings" concept?
Qin Shi twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that it seemed reasonable after all.
The birth of the follower creature tribe originates from a higher existence within the Chaos Faction.
Its ultimate source is the Star God slumbering at the planet’s core!
Therefore, follower creatures genuinely possess "faith".
On par with the fanatical esotericists devoting their bodies and minds.
"You’re under the priest’s shadow, leading to your spirit being shackled."
Qin Shi noticed the dark purple diamond mark on Jiana’s forehead and realized it was likely a method employed by the priest to control his "pawns".
"No wonder your mind is so immature, barely having grown."
As the priest’s enraged roars grew more violent, the spiritual fluctuation hidden within Jiana erupted suddenly, and the dark purple diamond mark turned blood-red.
Jiana, who had grown significantly taller from being a "girl" to a "young woman", launched an uncontrolled attack against Qin Shi with indifferent eyes.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Qin Shi showed no mercy and punched! He hit Jiana hard until she was covered in bruises!
With this heavy punch, her feminization seemed to deepen again, with feminine features developing and becoming increasingly obvious.
The long black hair, once reaching her waist, quickly grew, now brushing past her prominent buttocks.
From the perspective of general human aesthetics, Jiana had undeniably matured, displaying what some would call a voluptuous figure.
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"Stop hitting, stop hitting, I’m already awake!"
Jiana mumbled unclearly.
This demonized human is truly ruthless, treating her like a punching bag, hanging her up to beat.
Forcing her out of the uncontrollable state shackled by her spiritual chains.
"This is called the ’Persona Correction Fist’, it helps you maintain independent thinking."
Qin Shi withdrew his fist, since the human-faced spider priest outside couldn’t break in, he wasn’t in a hurry to go out.
Considering everything inside the world behind the door would be deprived of life force, essentially sealed.
The human-faced spider priest who reached the third level might not be able to handle him.
When it comes to stats, Qin Shi has always been far ahead.
The Old Martial Sect’s physical seven great limits, as long as one maintains a high-efficiency breakthrough speed, its combat performance is terrifyingly unmatched.
Entirely worthy of the word "invincible"!
In the next few minutes, the priest Nathanson’s spiritual fluctuations repeatedly erupted, driving Jiana to madness, attempting to charge towards the door.
Then Qin Shi patiently and tirelessly employed the "Persona Correction Fist" to restore clarity to her gaze.
In this cycle, all movement outside ceased completely, and Jiana was no longer affected.
Qin Shi still chose to wait, calm and unhurried, comfortably training.
The concentration of energy factors in the motherly nest, positioned behind the door, was remarkably high, even more so than heavily polluted areas — genuinely a "cultivation treasure land"!
"Truly a high-value ’Royal Red’ resource."
Qin Shi was determined to pack up and take away this anomaly.
This should belong to me!
Handing it to the human-faced spider tribe would be a great pity, like divine treasure gathering dust!
Finding himself significantly progressing in his new-body phase towards the fifth great limit after completing three rounds of physical training, Qin Shi took a deep breath to adjust his state.
Grasping the doorknob, he gently twisted it and pushed it open.
Without the expected heavy military encirclement, nor an envisioned violent offensive, the entire administrative building appeared almost leveled, leaving only scorched earth.
This door stood calmly amidst the ruins, undamaged as ever.
"Who wiped out the human-faced spider tribe?"
A question mark popped into Qin Shi’s mind, but before he could pop the champagne, a mass of thick, cloud-like spiritual fluctuation rose up.
Accompanied by a hoarse voice brimming with hatred:
"What did you do to dear little Jiana! You human scum! Give little Jiana back to me!"