As Zhuge Qing’s figure flashed out, an overwhelming aura burst forth from his body. The pitch-black staff in Zhuge Qing’s hand struck fiercely towards the head of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast.

The Ancient Magical Spirit Beast, upon sensing Zhuge Qing’s emergence, turned its basin-sized eyes toward him, with heavy breaths puffing from its nostrils.

A hot wave of air surged violently toward Zhuge Qing’s face. Upon feeling this scalding gust, a fierce look flashed in Zhuge Qing’s eyes as he slammed the staff down onto the head of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast.

From Zhuge Qing’s pitch-black staff erupted a violent murderous aura, which exploded fiercely onto the head of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast. A ravaging storm surged brutally from the staff held in Zhuge Qing’s hand.

Upon witnessing this, those around were struck with astonishment, all eyes focusing intently on Zhuge Qing.

A serious look flashed in Ding Fan’s eyes. For some reason, after seeing the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast take Zhuge Qing’s blow, he felt no joy at all.

"It’s wonderful, the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast has fallen for the trap. Now that it took Zhuge Qing’s blow, it probably has no more attack strength left..."

Xia Ling looked excitedly in Zhuge Qing’s direction, her eyes brimming with excitement. Meanwhile, the Yuan Clan brothers also shared the same look of excitement upon seeing this.

A deep scar emerged on the head where Zhuge Qing’s staff struck, and bright red blood slowly trickled from the wound.

Seeing this, Zhuge Qing’s eyes filled with excitement, and he applied even more force into the black staff in his hands.

Just as Zhuge Qing was about to seize the momentum to overpower the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast, its eyes suddenly opened, and fierce energy erupted from its body.

Zhuge Qing, upon witnessing this, showed a look of terror in his eyes and attempted to retreat.

But it was already too late to retreat. Vicious murderous energy spouted from the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s eyes, and as this aura erupted from its body, the formerly cracked wound gradually healed.

Upon seeing this, Zhuge Qing’s eyes widened in disbelief. While Zhuge Qing was overwhelmingly shocked, the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast let out an earth-shattering roar, its cold eyes fixed intensely on Zhuge Qing, then swung its massive palm towards him.

Zhuge Qing was filled with immense fear, unable to believe that the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast was so ferocious, seemingly unfazed by such a heavy head injury.

Zhuge Qing could no longer evade as the terrifying speed of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast left no time for him to react, filling his eyes with terror.

Ding Fan witnessed the unfolding events, a somber expression overtook his eyes, and he disappeared from his spot. The Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword then erupted with a towering Sword Qi.

The Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword shimmered slightly, and then fiercely stabbed toward the eyes of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast.

Upon feeling this overwhelming murderous aura, the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s eyes were filled with gravity as its giant palm redirected to catch Ding Fan’s Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword.

Zhuge Qing’s eyes filled with sharpness upon witnessing this, and his body flickered, vanishing before the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast in merely a blink.

Upon seeing this, Ding Fan’s lips slowly curled into a grin. After Zhuge Qing flickered away, his body gently appeared behind Ding Fan, his lips trembling slightly, and he spoke softly to Ding Fan:

"Thank you..."

Upon hearing Zhuge Qing’s words, Ding Fan’s lips also slightly curled into a smile, and he gently replied to Zhuge Qing:

"For Brother Ding’s sake, no need for courtesy..."

Upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, a glimmer shone in Zhuge Qing’s eyes, and he gently nodded to Ding Fan.

Seeing Zhuge Qing safe, Ding Fan’s eyes still showed a solemn look. His fingers subtly changed positions, and the Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword slowly flew back into Ding Fan’s hand.

Ding Fan’s body trembled slightly, and his figure suddenly retreated backwards. Seeing this scene, a solemn expression appeared in his eyes, then he slowly said to everyone around him:

"The strength of this Ancient Magical Spirit Beast far exceeds our imagination. I’m afraid a fierce battle is imminent!"

Upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, Zhuge Qing also showed a solemn expression in his eyes, and then nodded slowly towards Ding Fan.

After hearing Ding Fan’s words, Xia Ling and the Yuan brothers also had a solemn look flash across their faces, then solemnly said to Ding Fan:

"Brother Ding, what do you think we should do next?!"

Listening to Xia Ling’s words, Ding Fan’s eyes were fixed on the direction of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast. From within his body, an aura of intensity erupted, and as this aura surged out of Ding Fan’s body, the Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword in his hand began to tremble slightly.

Just as Ding Fan and the others were readying themselves for action, the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast let out a tremendous roar, its eyes narrowing slowly, as a chilling breath swept towards Ding Fan and his companions.

The Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s eyes flickered slightly—like copper basins—and coldly glared at the arm trapped within the Formation, emitting a formidable baleful aura from its body. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Seeing the look in the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast’s eyes, a grim expression flickered through Ding Fan’s eyes, and an anxious voice emerged from his mouth:

"Not good! It’s trying to retrieve its arm!"

Upon hearing Ding Fan’s words, Zhuge Qing’s eyes too filled with anxiousness, as he glared fiercely in the direction of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast, his body tensing up at that moment.

Sure enough, the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast let out a long howl towards the sky, and its ginormous body charged towards the Array, its overwhelming force burgeoning from within.

Seeing this, an anxious look flashed across Ding Fan’s eyes, and his body darted forward.

As Ding Fan’s figure disappeared from sight, Zhuge Qing also seemed to vanish from where he stood. In almost the blink of an eye, Ding Fan and Zhuge Qing’s figures reappeared on either side of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast, with a powerful aura bursting out of both of them.

The Ancient Magical Spirit Beast sensed the presence of Ding Fan and Zhuge Qing, yet it seemed crazed, violently dashing towards the direction of the Array, its massive body nearly colliding with the formation that confined its thick arm.

Seeing this, Ding Fan’s body trembled slightly, releasing an intense and violent aura from within.

The Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as a formidable baleful aura burst forth from it.

Upon witnessing this, the Dragon-Slaying Demon-Beheading Sword soared into the air, unleashing dozens of swords and blades from within Ding Fan’s storage ring, filling the entire chamber with a frenzied Sword Qi.

Upon seeing this, Xia Ling and the Yuan brothers’ eyes welled with astonishment, and they exclaimed in shock:

"What... what is Brother Ding doing with so many swords and blades? This aura is utterly terrifying..."

Everyone around looked towards Ding Fan’s direction, exclaiming in shock.

When Zhuge Qing saw the dozens of swords that Ding Fan had unleashed, he squinted his eyes, then vanished from the spot. Just as Zhuge Qing vanished, the ground began to illuminate one dot at a time.

These dots quickly connected into a pattern, and in what seemed like just the blink of an eye, a mysterious Array formed beneath the feet of the Ancient Magical Spirit Beast.

Upon seeing Zhuge Qing’s technique, a look of shock flashed through Ding Fan’s eyes. In truth, he never imagined Zhuge Qing had such mastery over Formations, let alone had he seen anyone exhibit such a technique before.

As the Formation took shape on the ground, a sharp look flashed through Zhuge Qing’s eyes, and the aura around his entire being began to shift. As the aura transformation settled, the whole secret passage seemed to undergo another spatial shift.