"There is only one target left."

Li Wu exhaled a breath of turbid air and said.

After speaking, seeing no one respond, Li Wu turned his head to look but found Han Zhan staring blankly into the distance at an empty spot.

"What’s wrong? Tired? Do you want to take a break," Li Wu asked.

He thought Han Zhan was exhausted from continuous battles, but instead, Han Zhan slightly shook his head. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Li Lingzhen saw this scene and also walked forward.

Although Han Zhan maintained his facial expression well, as his other half Contracted Spirit, Li Lingzhen could more or less feel Han Zhan’s true inner thoughts.

"What are you worried about?"

"There’s only one Yinglong left before we fulfill Chi You’s decree to hold the Jiuli."

"Completing the Heart Oath, holding the Jiuli, and activating the Demon God’s Heart, isn’t everything developing in a good direction?"

What Li Lingzhen said was not wrong, but Han Zhan’s eyebrows still furrowed slightly.

"The plot exploration in the Wilderness of Zhulu’s Fruit World is nearing its end, and we still haven’t found Youwei."

"I’m a bit worried."

In fact, Han Zhan had long asked Li Wu to find someone to help inquire about Xia Youwei’s whereabouts, but there had been no results.

According to his speculation, the possibility of Xia Youwei not being on the Eastern Yi Continent was very high.

If Xia Youwei’s starting point was the Yellow Emperor Tribe, then what is her current situation?

This was one of Han Zhan’s concerns.

As for the other, ever since obtaining the Demon God’s Heart, it felt as if an invisible hand was pushing them forward, a familiar feeling he had experienced in other Fruit Worlds.

He worried that something unexpected might occur.

But Han Zhan couldn’t tell them these worries; even he couldn’t solve the problem, saying it would only add to others’ anxieties.

"Let’s go. I’ve rested enough."

With this thought, Han Zhan stood up, took a deep breath, then patted Li Wu beside him, signaling that they could continue.

Li Lingzhen saw this and remained silent, following quietly.

Li Wu was puzzled but shrugged and chose to follow along.

...

The last battlefield was established over the great river.

The turbulent waves roared, surging into the sky.

The sky above the entire river was densely clouded, with heavy rain brewing, poised to pour down at any moment.

The chieftains of the other four major tribes, along with their Jiuli Tribe warriors, stood guard on the shore, ready and waiting.

"Great Power Rain Master, why hasn’t the Yinglong attacked yet? What is it waiting for?"

"I don’t know either." The Jiuli Great Power addressed as Rain Master was dressed in water-blue attire, wearing water-blue earrings and a necklace of unknown material strung together.

At this time, the water-blue stones in these necklaces and earrings were emitting a faint glow.

These glows could only prove one thing,

The concentration of Water Spiritual Power around was reaching an outrageous level.

"If it doesn’t attack, can’t we take the initiative?"

"How to do it? You tell me." The Rain Master shot a sideways glance at the Jiuli Priest speaking, clearly finding it easy to talk standing there.

The Yinglong ahead, revealing half of its dragon body, was already dozens of feet high, with most of its body still coiled within the river.

It was originally a powerful figure of the Yellow Emperor Tribe, and after merging with the Tso, its cultivation soared even higher.

"Yinglong masters water, already a Water Element cultivator like me. Now, after merging with the Tso, its control over Water Spiritual Power surpasses mine."

With Fenghou against Feng Bo, Yinglong against the Water Master, and Nine Heavens Profound Lady against demons and monsters.

It seemed like the Yellow Emperor Tribe was launching a grand invasion, but there was actually a meticulous strategy within.

Natural talents countering each other, natural disadvantages—even if Yinglong remained immovable, the Rain Master dared not take any action.

Just then, the Yinglong, initially resting with its eyes closed, seemed to sense something and suddenly opened its eyes. Its pupils were crimson slits, and its high-pitched dragon’s roar echoed across the sky.

As the dragon’s roar resounded, the sky instantly turned pitch black, and a violent storm arose simultaneously.

The river’s water level surged, flooding toward the banks like a tidal wave.

All at once, the warriors of the Jiuli Tribe descended into chaos.

"Stop it!"

The Jiuli warriors, upon hearing the command, had a resolute glint in their eyes. They activated their Demon God Bloodlines, transforming into giants over ten feet tall.

Each Jiuli giant grasped each other, instantly forming a human moat.

The surging floodwaters crashed against them, greatly impeded, with only a trickle breaking through the wall of bodies, flowing inland and quickly being diverted and dissipated.

The Rain Master, who had been preparing for quite some time, finally made her move.

With her hands forming claws, she chanted incantations at the sky.

The speed of her chanting increased, and all the ornaments on her body, the water-blue stones, started to shake violently.

The torrential rain, at this moment, seemed to diminish considerably.

"Not enough!" The Rain Master bit her tongue hard and once again spat out a sword of blood from her mouth.

The blood contained the Rain Master’s Spiritual Power, dispersing into a red mist in the sky.

In an instant, all the ornaments she wore shattered explosively.

The rain stopped.

The once-cloudy sky began to clear!

Only then did the Rain Master collapse weakly to the ground, her face pale as frost.

"The rain has stopped."

Yinglong conjures rain and clouds; both the clouds and the rain greatly enhance its power.

Yinglong can summon wind and rain; the Rain Master had risked her life to barely seize the control over the rain from Yinglong, dispelling the clouds and downpour.

However, they had no time to catch their breath.

Suddenly, the Yinglong in the river surged out violently.

Vast waters cascaded off its body, each crimson dragon scale gleaming as it spiraled into the skies, its dragon tail lashing fiercely.

The Jiuli warriors forming the human moat were all struck away without exception, their bodies turning into a mist of blood and exploding in midair!

The chieftains of the four tribes reacted swiftly, almost simultaneously taking action.

As the brothers of the Great Chief Chi You, their talents were formidable, second only to Chi You. Enhanced by the Demon God Bloodline, they transformed into four towering giants, each standing 30 to 40 feet tall.

With copper heads and iron foreheads, ferocious and powerful!

They each reached out, dragging Yinglong’s four claws, attempting to forcibly pull it from the sky!

Yinglong refused to yield, struggling violently, its dragon body twisting continuously.

The power of a dragon, and the four chief-level Jiuli giants became locked in a battle of strength.

Who knows how much time had passed.

The giants the four chiefs turned into clenched their teeth, still holding on with difficulty, appearing about to be exhausted.

Yet Yinglong seemed to possess endless power; on each crimson dragon scale, a sinister eye emerged, glowing with fierce light.

The high-pitched dragon’s roar sounded again.

The four Jiuli giants were simultaneously tipped over, and with a flick of the dragon’s tail, they were instantly hurled away.

The trapped dragon soared to the skies!

At that moment, a sudden sword light descended from above!