Xiaoxiao.

"Boom..." With a deafening roar, the miracle that Ying Yue had been eagerly anticipating ultimately failed to materialize.

The leader of the Iron-Eating Beasts, like a powerful cannonball, crashed down on the spot where Kuang Zheng was with tremendous force.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains trembled, as if the entire wilderness was shaking at that moment.

The violent explosion was like a volcanic eruption, continuously releasing terrifying energy.

Intense flames shot into the sky, and the intense heat distorted the surrounding air.

The explosion lasted for a full ten breaths, during which dazzling sparks shot out continuously, like fireworks blooming in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a giant mushroom cloud, nearly a kilometer in diameter, slowly rose into the air. Its enormous size blotted out the sun, and this spectacular sight could be clearly seen even from the border city walls hundreds of miles away.

As the mushroom cloud rose, an incomparably powerful hurricane-like shockwave swept outwards in all directions like a ferocious beast unleashed from its cage.

Wherever it passed, the earth was instantly shattered, and the originally flat ground was blasted into countless bottomless craters, with mud and gravel flying everywhere.

The nearby vegetation was also completely destroyed; in the blink of an eye, it was uprooted and turned into a barren wasteland.

Despite being several kilometers away, Wu Ren, Ying Yue, and the remaining Iron-Eating Beasts were still unable to withstand the onslaught of this enormous force.

They were like fallen leaves in a storm, blown about and looking disheveled.

As for the corpses of the Scaled Wolves and the other Iron-Eating Beasts on the ground, they were instantly reduced to ashes by this earth-shattering power.

Their enormous corpses were torn to shreds by the violent shockwave as easily as fragile rotten grass and wood, and then vanished without a trace.

Even the hard bones were gone, leaving only a few beast cores that shimmered with a faint glow, lying alone on the ground, emitting a dim light, as if telling the story of the thrilling battle that had just taken place.

Despite the waves of pain surging through her body, Ying Yue gritted her teeth and used her trembling hands to support herself on the ground, struggling to stand up.

Every exertion felt like countless steel needles piercing her wounds, but she ignored them all, with only one thought in her mind—she had to stand up!

Finally, she stood up, albeit unsteadily.

However, her once bright and lively eyes now appeared dull and lifeless.

Having lost all hope, she stared blankly in the direction where Kuang Zheng was.

There, a dazzling white light still shone, as bright and mesmerizing as the sun.

But Ying Yue's heart had already fallen into an abyss, cold and desperate.

Tears welled up uncontrollably from her eyes, sliding down her cheeks, one drop after another, forming a sorrowful stream.

She stood there blankly, letting her tears flow freely, as if she wanted to release all the pain and sorrow in her heart through these tears.

Wu Ren, standing to the side, also had his eyes tightly closed, his face filled with pain.

His body trembled slightly as a wave of immense grief washed over him, instantly engulfing him.

He knew very well that no one could escape such terrifying power, and even Kuang Zheng, who had repeatedly created miracles, was probably powerless to reverse the situation this time.

Although deep down he still held a sliver of hope, hoping for a miracle to happen.

However, the miracle he had been hoping for did not occur until the ferocious iron-eating beast leader's attack landed on the ground.

At this moment, endless grief completely overwhelmed his last psychological defenses, leaving his face ashen and lifeless.

Ying Yue's eyes had completely lost their last glimmer of light, as if her soul had been ripped out.

At that moment, the peaceful atmosphere was shattered by a sudden scream from the leader of the Iron-Eating Beasts.

The scream was like a thunderclap ripped through the sky, echoing through the heavens, containing boundless fear and horror.

The scream was sharp and piercing, as if it could penetrate one's soul, sending chills down one's spine.

The screams lasted a long time, each breath feeling like an endless torment.

It seemed endless, echoing in the air, keeping one's heartstrings taut to the extreme.

As time went by, the cries gradually subsided, but the feeling of fear lingered in my mind and wouldn't go away.

Finally, the screams stopped, and a deathly silence fell over the surroundings.

This silence was like a heavy, oppressive cloud, suffocating the senses.

Wu Ren stared ahead, his face full of confusion and questions: What kind of being could make the powerful Iron-Eating Beast leader let out such a shrill scream?

The previously dim and lifeless look in Ying Yue's eyes was slightly restored by this sudden change.

Just as the two were filled with doubt, a deafening roar suddenly rang out.

The voice came from Kuangzheng, like a surging torrent that broke through all obstacles and reached the hearts of people.

Accompanied by a long howl, a tremendous force swept in like a whirlwind. This force carried both the unique aura of Kuangzheng and an unprecedented sense of unfamiliarity.

What's familiar is that they can clearly feel the presence of the righteous spirit, just like reuniting with an old friend;

However, what was unfamiliar was that this power was several times stronger than what had been shown before the rectification.

Its power is like a tidal wave, unstoppable, leaving people in awe.

Just as the two were filled with doubt, suddenly, a dark shadow rushed towards Zhu Guo like lightning.

The speed was astonishing; even the agile Wu Ren could only catch a fleeting, blurry glimpse of it.

When Kuang Zheng's powerful aura suddenly erupted, Zhu Guo keenly sensed that a deadly danger was about to befall him.

Its survival instinct made it want to flee without hesitation, but the mysterious figure gave it no chance to escape.

Just as Zhu Guo was about to move its body, it was horrified to find that it was completely unable to move!

It was as if an invisible force was binding it tightly.

And what about rectification?

The instant he successfully captured the Vermilion Fruit, his eyes first showed an expression of disbelief and shock, but this was quickly replaced by uncontrollable ecstasy.

Without the slightest hesitation or pause, Kuang Zheng flashed away, disappearing from his previous position as swiftly as a ghost.

Poor Zhu Guo felt that everything in front of her was becoming blurry, and the astonishing speed of the movement brought up gusts of wind that howled past her.

At such high speeds, everything Zhu Guo saw was distorted and deformed, and no matter how hard he tried to see, he could not make out the true appearance of his surroundings.

In less than a breath, the intense dizziness that almost made one faint subsided rapidly like a receding tide.

When vision cleared again, the first thing that came into view was five enormous figures, as majestic as mountains, fleeing in panic!

Each step they took seemed to cause a slight tremor in the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Behind these giant shadows, two very familiar figures soon appeared—Ying Yue and Wu Ren!

At this moment, the two of them stared in astonishment at Kuang Zheng, who should have died but had miraculously come back to life. Especially when they saw that Kuang Zheng was holding the vermilion fruit that was radiating an alluring glow tightly in his hand, their expressions instantly became complicated.

At this moment, an indescribable, immense joy filled everyone's hearts like a surging torrent.

It was the ecstasy of something lost and then regained, the deep comfort and relief that comes from surviving a calamity.

This joy is like a bright, burning flame, burning away all the gloom and fear in my heart, leaving only endless hope and beauty.