Chapter 1446: The Team of the God-Slaying Martial Palace! Clone Scouts Ahead!

Above the vast, endless dark red land of Xuelian Star.

A dark golden thunderbolt tore through the sky with almost brutal force.

Where it passed, clouds scattered, air screamed in sharp whistles, leaving behind a lingering, brilliant lightning trail.

Xu Jingming stood on empty air.

Each beat of the celestial thunder wings behind him, forged from pure Annihilation Divine Thunder, unleashed astonishing thrust.

Carrying him forward at a terrifying speed far exceeding that of ordinary Star Peak cultivators.

The gale at his ears turned into a continuous roar.

Below, the endless hills, deep valleys, and dense primeval forests like a green ocean all receded behind him at a dizzying pace.

Ten days had passed since the start of the Beast Hunt Competition.

During this time, he had advanced nearly two thousand kilometers southeast.

If this distance were on Blue Star,

it would be an extremely long journey, sufficient to cross several provinces.

But for Xuelian Star, whose volume is over a thousand times that of Blue Star,

this distance was negligible, not even qualifying as a slightly larger "spot" on its immense body.

In these ten days, Xu Jingming had lost count of how many beast packs he had slaughtered.

How many Star-class ferocious beasts he had killed.

He only knew he had kept pushing southeast, killing all the way, advancing all the way.

Naturally, in return, he had gained an enormous amount of Source Points.

【Source Points】: 41,283,000!

"Forty-one million Source Points—averaging four million per day!

This efficiency is even higher than when I was in the Heaven's Punishment Thunder Realm!"

Xu Jingming's eyes gleamed with sharp light.

This was thanks largely to Sister Yeli.

If not for the T2-level flight technique she gave him, "Celestial Thunder Wings," he could never have traveled so recklessly.

"This is the advantage of having a sect."

A faint smile appeared on Xu Jingming's lips.

Of course, this also had to do with Sister Yeli's cold exterior but warm heart.

"Right now I'm weak. Once I enter the Immortal Stage, I'll repay Sister Yeli."

He thought silently.

"With Celestial Thunder Wings, I should maintain this efficiency in gathering Source Points going forward.

At this rate, by the end of the year-long Beast Hunt, I'll earn at least..."

Xu Jingming rapidly calculated in his mind.

Four million Source Points per day, over 365 days, equals 1.46 billion.

But this was the most conservative estimate, based solely on current efficiency remaining unchanged, with no consideration for accidents or efficiency boosts.

"I'm only at Star Stage Sixth Rank; I still dare not easily approach many powerful beast packs.

My targets are mainly low- to mid-Star Rank beasts, with high-Star Rank as secondary.

But as Source Points accumulate, I can immediately enhance my strength!

By next year, the Source Points I gain will certainly exceed 1.4 billion!

At least 1.8 billion—even more!"

Xu Jingming took a deep breath, suppressing his inner excitement.

So many Source Points could propel his strength to an unimaginable height.

"By then, how far could my strength rise?

Star Peak? Or perhaps... touch the threshold of the Cosmic Stage?"

He could not predict accurately.

But he was certain it would far surpass his current level.

Enough to make him stir up storms in this year's Beast Hunt, even challenge for the top prize!

Xuelian Badge! Secret Treasures!

Images of these rewards flashed through his mind, but soon he calmed down.

"Don't get too arrogant—I'm still one of the top prodigies of the Three Cosmic Human Dominant Forces.

Everyone has hidden cards. Wait until I truly break through to Star Peak before considering these."

Xu Jingming's emotions gradually stabilized.

This was his greatest strength: he was never blinded by the looming prospect of great gain.

Shhh—

Suddenly, Xu Jingming, hurtling at high speed, came to an abrupt halt, hovering midair like a vehicle braking sharply.

His spiritual sense had never been retracted, always active in perception.

Just now, he had sensed an abnormal fluctuation ahead.

Not the wild aura of beasts, but the distinct spiritual response of human cultivators.

"I've encountered other competitors." Xu Jingming immediately focused his mind.

Extending his spiritual perception like invisible tendrils, he probed the forward region with greater precision.

Soon, a clear image formed in his mind.

Within a fan-shaped area about twenty to thirty kilometers ahead, there were roughly a dozen teams scattered.

Each squad had a fixed number of members: five per group.

On the left chest of their battle suits was a black short sword emblem, entwined by a blood-red chain.

"All of them are from the God-Slaying Martial Temple."

"And encountering over a dozen squads at once—they must be using a team-based strategy."

Xu Jingming frowned.

These God-Slaying Martial Temple squads nearly blocked all major directions ahead of him.

If he followed his original route, he would almost certainly be spotted by the God-Slaying Martial Temple members.

"I can't sense their strength through my spiritual power."

"If I'm lucky, they're all weaker than me—I can just eliminate them outright."

"But if I'm unlucky and encounter one of the God-Slaying Martial Temple's top experts, it'll be trouble..."

Xu Jingming silently pondered.

Compared to his physical body, his spiritual power wasn't particularly strong.

At this distance, he could only vaguely sense the presence of the squads ahead—he couldn't accurately gauge their aura levels.

"If I don't want to gamble, I can only abandon this direction and turn back."

"But I've already advanced over two thousand kilometers in this direction."

"I've killed almost all the beasts along the way."

"If I turn back now, I'll encounter almost no more beasts to kill."

"Under the immense gravity of Blood Refining Star."

"Even if I keep my Thunderwing Form fully activated, it would take at least half a day to reach a region rich in beasts."

"During that half day, my source points and scores would barely increase—it would be pure waste."

For Xu Jingming, such waste was unacceptable.

"I'll test it first with my clone—if the God-Slaying Martial Temple truly has unbeatable experts, I'll change course."

Xu Jingming shifted his intent.

Purple demonic energy surged, and a demonic clone with identical build and appearance appeared beside him.

After entering Star Rank Six, the clone's duration increased dramatically—it could last three hours without dissipating.

Perfect for scouting.

Shhh—

Xu Jingming directed the clone forward while his main body descended toward the ground.

The demonic clone moved at extreme speed, and within mere minutes, it located the nearest squad.

The four of them were surrounding and killing a Spirit Blood-level, Star Rank Seven beast.

"Three Star Rank Four, one Star Rank Three—daring to surround a Star Rank Seven beast?"

"These God-Slaying Martial Temple squads are truly not ordinary."

Xu Jingming, sharing the clone's vision and perception, murmured in admiration, then directed the demonic clone to fly toward the squad.