Chapter 391: Kill! Pack and Take Away!

"Didn't expect a King-level ferocious beast to appear here—we must return quickly and notify them to handle it."

In Cave #4, Wu Shuo led the 12th Squad racing toward the exit.

Given their physical conditioning, speaking while sprinting posed no issue.

"This is indeed a problem—we must thoroughly investigate where the King-level ferocious beast came from."

Someone in the squad chimed in, then sneered:

"But Xu Jingming is truly arrogant—he doesn't even regard our squad as worthy of notice."

"He dares to fight a Rank-6 King-level ferocious beast! He clearly doesn't know how to write the character for 'death'!"

Clearly, Xu Jingming's earlier claim that he was stronger than them had stirred considerable resentment.

"He'll definitely get injured, but he won't die."

These training camp prodigies usually carry high-grade protective talismans—even if they can't win, they can still escape."

In fact,

Wu Shuo and his group all carried some form of survival trump card, to varying degrees.

But those were earned by risking their lives on the frontlines, slaying ferocious beasts to gain military merit.

Once used, they're gone—how could they dare join Xu Jingming against that King-level beast?

Of course, this was also because they saw no chance of victory.

Otherwise, an SS-class divine treasure was worth spending a few trump cards on.

"True—we're already at our limit, roughly Rank-6. It's nearly impossible to advance further."

"But these prodigies are aiming for Rank-8 Grand Masters, even Rank-9 Martial Saints."

"The higher-ups won't let them die so easily."

Team leader Wu Shuo's tone carried a hint of envy.

All of them, as six-rank adepts, had once been prodigies in their youth.

They'd enjoyed privileges and special treatment across their home regions.

But as time passed, their momentum faded, and their prodigy Guanghuan faded away.

"Isn't that the truth? I heard Commander Cao from the Black Dragon Legion has several Rank-8 protective talismans!"

Another squad member echoed with admiring envy.

Cao Ren was the son of the Black Dragon Legion's Rank-9 commander.

At only 25, he'd already reached the astonishing Rank-6 Mid-Level!

His combat power was formidable—he'd once fought evenly against a Rank-7 Master with a B-class ability.

Whether by family background or innate talent, he was a true prodigy.

"By the way, hasn't Commander Cao been inspecting Cave #4 lately?"

"Really? I thought he was preparing for the November Global Talent Exchange Competition."

"Probably just tired from intense training—he likes to mingle. You might even see him at the Thunder Martial Hall's assessment trials."

"True. I heard he's still rivals with Wang Dong from the Thunder Martial Hall's prodigy training camp."

"He won't miss this assessment trial."

He definitely wouldn't miss this assessment match.

Commander Cao Ren enjoyed extremely high prestige within the Black Dragon Legion and was known for his approachable nature.

When Wu Shuo and the others spoke of him, their tone was relaxed.

When Captain Wu Shuo and others spoke of him, their tone was also relaxed.

"Howl—"

As they spoke, ferocious beast roars erupted suddenly from the surrounding forest.

Immediately, a sacred, majestic aura swept from behind, causing Wu Shuo and the others to halt.

Turning back, they saw a divine, phantom thunder figure in the distant sky.

"What is this...?" All six Black Dragon Legion members stared in shock.

Estimating by sight, the phantom figure was at least five to six kilometers away.

Yet it still generated such terrifying pressure, making their hearts tremble.

How terrifying must the adept wielding this technique be?

"At least a Rank-6 Apex adept could produce such pressure!"

Wu Shuo muttered to himself, then frowned, "What's going on with Cave #4 lately? First a Rank-5 lightning adept with Rank-6 combat power, now a Rank-6 Apex lightning adept?"

Because Rank-6 adepts were forbidden from indiscriminately slaughtering wilderness or cave beasts,

Most of Great Xia's Rank-6 adepts either fought on the frontlines or operated in international wilderness zones.

Domestic wilderness areas rarely saw their presence.

"Forget it—better not meddle. Just report the intel; maybe we'll get a share of the reward."

Shaking his head, Wu Shuo didn't dwell further and led his squad onward.

The Yuanling Fruit's energy was immense—even a Rank-6 King-level beast couldn't swallow it all at once.

If a Rank-7 Master from the Black Dragon Legion arrived quickly, they might reclaim half the Yuanling Fruits after capturing the beast.

Those who reported the intel would also receive rewards.

As for Xu Jingming killing the Greenfang Rampager? It never crossed their minds...

In the forest, the Blackened Greenfang Rampager, barely alive, struggled to stand.

As for the option of Xu Jingming killing the Green Fang Fierce Lion, it wasn't even considered by them...

After its roar, it took a step forward, aiming to charge toward the figure beneath the sacred phantom.

But before it could lift its first foot, a deep, godlike voice rang out:

"Heavenly Thunder Art!!"

From the sky, four golden lightning bolts, as thick as barrels, struck like divine punishment!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!...

The four heavenly bolts struck the Greenfang Rampager with perfect precision, extinguishing its last breath.

Its massive body swayed, then crashed heavily to the ground.

"No wonder it's a King-level beast—it took my full barrage just to kill it."

Xu Jingming exhaled slowly, exiting Thunder Extreme Mode as the phantom figure in the sky faded.

The duration of Thunder God Descending was less than a minute.

Yet during that time, Xu Jingming could unleash up to two hundred spell-type techniques.

And this duration would grow further as his rank and mastery increased.

Of course, even under Thunder God Descending, the Greenfang Rampager had only lasted under twenty seconds.

'Ding~~, slain one Rank-6 Low-level Greenfang Rampager. Ability Points +750!'

At that moment, a system notification echoed in his mind.

"Under the same rank, King-level beasts are several times stronger than ordinary ones."

"Yet the ability points gained are only 50 more than a regular Rank-6 Low-level beast."

"This deal isn't very profitable."

He muttered inwardly, then waved his hand, storing the entire corpse of the Greenfang Rampager into his space ring.

Only because his space ring had been expanded by Master Ling Shuang could he carry the whole beast.

"Now, it's time to pick the fruit."

Xu Jingming's gaze burned as he stared at the distant tree.

The six Yuanling Fruits adorning it had just completed their final energy absorption.

Each glowed translucent, hanging there, emitting a mesmerizing, fragrant aroma.

At this moment, the six Soul-Fruit adorning it had completed their final step of spiritual energy absorption.

They hung there, translucent and crystalline, emitting a mesmerizing, faintly fragrant fruit aroma.