676 Return to the Rescue

Bu Xingyi had already practiced the Buddha's Sacred Scripture up to the highest realm. As a steadfast Yang technique, he always believed that the power of his Flame Qi was rare and that the number of people who could compare with him would certainly not be more than ten.

Now, he had discovered that he was far inferior to Mo Wen. It was likely that even the Ming Temple's Lord Temple Leader would not be a match for Mo Wen in terms of the quality of their Flame Qi, let alone him. After living for more than a century, he had never even heard of such an ancient martial arts practitioner, let alone seen one.

Mo Wen did not care about other people's expressions, his body suddenly flashing slightly.

A gentle wind blew past, like an autumn breeze sweeping up the fallen leaves. He slipped past the Plum Deer Beast King without a trace, quietly floating off into the distance.

The Deer Beast King only reacted once Mo Wen had passed it by. It was impossible for even a Beast King to block Mo Wen anymore right now. It was enraged that a human youth had slipped past it. But right now, turning back to stop Mo Wen was already impossible. It could only contain its rage and seek out other human ancient martial art practitioners to vent its frustration at.

Coincidentally, the person that it locked onto the very next moment, was Bu Xingyi, who also practiced fire attribute techniques.

Among human ancient martial art practitioners, only two practiced fire attribute techniques. It could not block Mo Wen, whose Flame Qi was too powerful for even its power of Cold to deal with. But it did believe that it could stop the other person.

A light image flashed and a huge silhouette dashed forward. It blocked Mo Wen like a small mountain. Its figure was enormous, around fifty meters tall. It was a humanoid monster. It stood on two feet. Its figure was like a large gorilla but its head was like a bug. It was very bizarre.

From the body of the huge monstrous beast, there emanated a terrifying power of Qi and blood, the embodiment of its power.

A Beast King. Another Beast King.

Once this Beast King appeared, it did not say a word before punching downwards. Its fist was like an artificial mountain. The imposing manner that it came crashing down with was rather astonishing.

However, this Beast King's intelligence clearly could not compare to that of the Deer Beast King. Mo Wen was the least afraid of this type of attack. His figure nimbly twisted, and he passed by the fist of the Beast King.

If Mo Wen only had intermediate stage Golden Elixir Realm cultivation, the combination of the power and aura of a Beast King would have made it difficult for him to evade the attack so easily. But his current cultivation was comparable to the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm and he had also mastered all his martial arts teachings to the highest realm. Evading the Beast King's attacks was already not a difficult feat.

After consecutively passing by two Beast Kings, Mo Wen finally dashed out of the circle of monstrous beasts. The terrain before him was open and vast and there was a flat plain within his view. There was a very large altar nearby. The endpoint that the Tower Spirit had mentioned was on top of this altar.

With a leap, Mo Wen jumped onto the altar and was the first to reach the endpoint.

He had not been there for long, about less than a minute, when a white image flashed and other person appeared on the altar. It was the white-robed woman, Nangong Mingzhu. Mo Wen now knew who she was: the number one ranked of the top 30 strongest practitioners.

Number two was the leader of the Ghost Lair, Chu Yuan. The Tower Spirit knew how to choose people. The top three people had all been dragged over.

Not long after, a black light flashed and the black-robed Chu Yuan appeared on the altar. Along the way, he kept a low profile, not standing out or showing off. But as an immortal cultivator, his strength was unquestionable. Mo Wen always had his guard up around him.

Nangong Mingzhu looked slightly surprised at Mo Wen. Then, lowering her gaze, she did not say anything. Her temperament was cold, keeping people at bay.

After the three of them waited on the altar for a while, Tan Qiyue casually flew over. Clearly, he had also succeeded and got past the pack of monstrous beasts.

They waited for another short while. Then, Gao Hanshan and Lan Zhongzhi arrived one after the other. The two of them had slight injuries. Obviously, getting past the final horde of monstrous beasts had not been easy. But it was not a serious problem. A low-grade Healing Light could help them recover.

In the end, only Bu Xingyi had not arrived.

Time passed slowly, getting closer and closer to the designated time limit. However, Bu Xingyi still had not reached the altar.

"Bu Xingyi is a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Even if he was chased by a Beast King, it shouldn't have taken him so long to make it past, shouldn't it?" Lan Zhongzhi frowned. A look of concern flashed in his eyes. Even the youth Mo Wen had not held them back. Bu Xingyi, the old school Martial Arts Grandmaster, had better not drop the ball. If he failed, they would all fail the entire task.

"The Ming Temple was so tyrannical in the past. How is it that their current Sect Grand Elder is so useless?" Tan Qiyue frowned. A dignified Ming Temple Sect Grand Elder actually could not get past a beast pack? Even if Bu Xingyi's current cultivation was only at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm, he was still a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

"The old fellow Bu Xingyi isn't doing this on purpose, is he?" Gao Hanshan said sullenly.

"That's impossible. This matter concerns all human ancient martial art practitioners. It is also deeply connected with their Ming Temple. It is intolerable for Bu Xingyi to do such a foolish thing. If the problem arose due to him, he will not be able to answer when he returns."

Lan Zhongzhi shook his head. Bu Xingyi was not that foolish. This matter concerned the life and death of all the human ancient martial art practitioners. If problems arose at any stage, it could possibly result in all the human ancient martial art practitioners dying in this space.

"Trash!" Nangong Mingzhu's red lips opened slightly. After uttering these words, she fell silent again.

Mo Wen laughed bitterly. When he had slipped past the Deer Beast King, he had noticed that in its rage, it had already locked on to Bu Xingyi. Bu Xingyi's ability was already the weakest among the seven of them and the Deer Beast King's absolute power of Cold and ice perfectly countered Bu Xingyi's Buddha's Sacred Scripture.

Also, the Deer Beast King was intelligent beyond compare. If it went all out, pinning down Bu Xingyi would most likely not be difficult for it. Once it trapped him, the other monstrous beasts and even the other Beast Kings would surround him. Then, whether or not Bu Xingyi would make it out alive would be questionable.

Mo Wen did not say anything. He gently sighed and then his silhouette became a gentle breeze. In an instant, he had appeared in the distance, flying towards the beast pack.

There were less than three minutes to the designated time. If Mo Wen could rescue Bu Xingyi in time, they might have a chance. Otherwise, if they just waited for Bu Xingyi to arrive, heaven knows when he would make it out.

The few people on the altar had not expected that Mo Wen would so decisively go back.

"Little friend Mo Wen, be careful," Gao Hanshan said. He now placed Mo Wen's safety at the same level as the survival of his clan. If need be, he would die before he let Mo Wen die.

"You have guts and are so decisive," Tan Qiyue said, praising him. The thought of going back and rescuing Bu Xingyi had also just popped into his head. However, Mo Wen had actually already made a move before him. Clearly, Mo Wen had thought of a solution before he had.

In such a situation, just one person was enough for the rescue mission. If more people went, they wouldn't necessarily make a difference and it was also possible that they would once again be surrounded by the horde of monstrous beasts.

Mo Wen was smart and had many tricks up his sleeve. He could move around as he pleased among the beast pack. He was the most suitable candidate to go back and rescue Bu Xingyi.

Nangong Mingzhu reached out her hand. A jade green light flashed, and she instantly caught up with Mo Wen, appearing behind him. "I will lend you this treasure temporarily," she said. She had given him a pair of Jade Green Cicada Wings. They emanated astonishing soul power waves.

"Many thanks," Mo Wen said without looking back. He did not reject the Jade Green Cicada Wings which landed on his back. Then, with a flash of jade green light, it fused together with him.

In an instant, Mo Wen's speed seemed to increase by almost half. He sped past and in an instant had slipped into the beast pack.

Nangong Mingzhu's Jade Green Cicada Wings was a very mysterious treasure. They did not need Mo Wen to provide them with power, being controlled by Nangong Mingzhu over a great distance. She activated the Jade Green Cicada Wings using her own power, achieving the optimum effect.

She was an immortal cultivator. She was linked with her own spiritual weapon and could control it as she pleased.

With the aid of the Jade Green Cicada Wings, Mo Wen was like a tiger that had sprouted wings. He slipped into the beast pack. There was almost no monstrous beast that could stop him.

Very quickly, he found Bu Xingyi.

Even Mo Wen was surprised at Bu Xingyi's current condition. A large pack of pinnacle of the seventh rank monstrous beasts had completely surrounded Bu Xingyi, not giving him any room to escape. Three Beast Kings were constantly attacking him.

Bu Xingyi was in danger in the beast pack, not far from dying. If it weren't for the Recovery Light and Healing Light in this space, against the encirclement of so many ferocious monstrous beasts, he would most likely already be a dead man.

Even so, it would not be long before he would be killed by the monstrous beasts. The chances of him breaking out of the beast pack on his own were almost non-existent.

As expected, the leading Beast King was the Deer Beast King. It was the hardest to deal with because it was the most cunning.

"Mo Wen! Save me!" On the verge of death, Bu Xingyi suddenly saw a ray of hope. He recognized that it was Mo Wen in an instant. A look of wild joy immediately flashed in his eyes. On the verge of death, he was not bothered about dignity or the fact that he was a Martial Arts Grandmaster. He immediately called for help loudly. He was afraid that if Mo Wen waited, he would be torn to shred by the Beast Kings.

Mo Wen frowned. Bu Xingyi did not have the strength of character of a Martial Arts Grandmaster. He shook his head. If it wasn't to complete the task, he would be happy to see this old thing die here. Why would he save him?

Mo Wen's appearance immediately drew the attention of many monstrous beasts. But those monstrous beasts could not stop him. In a short while, Mo Wen entered the terrifying encirclement.

"Human, you actually dare return?" The Deer Beast King saw that Mo Wen had actually casually waltzed back, ignoring them completely. Was this not the greatest provocation to them? The Deer Beast King already despised Mo Wen. Right now, it was enraged again.

"Beautiful deer, there are no grudges between us, won't you let us go?" Mo Wen said smiling. From the voice, he could tell that this deer was female.

"You actually dare call me deer! You actually dare to insult me so! I am so angry now! Give up your life."

The Deer Beast King was angered to the point of being irreconcilable. Mo Wen had actually compared it to such a lowly creature. It was a dignified talented mutated variant among the monstrous beasts. How could it stand by when it was being insulted? It furiously opened its mouth and a Cold Bead flew out.

Once the bead appeared, it unleashed a terrifying Cold Qi. The Cold Qi was very pure, shocking even Mo Wen. Inside of the Deer Beast King, it had coalesced such a pure Cold Bead. The quality of the Cold Bead's Cold Qi had already surpassed that of his Nine Yin Genuine Qi.