King Wumeng's body transformed into a flock of bloodthirsty crows with crimson eyes, which took the lead in charging forward to meet the approaching Tree Beings.

Accompanied by a harsh, unbearable screeching, those bloodthirsty crows scattered throughout the twisted forest.

"Pop, pop, pop!" Suddenly, all the bloodthirsty crows exploded, and a crimson blood mist spread throughout the twisted forest.

Immediately after, every Tree Being that was touched by the blood mist corroded, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't long before the crimson blood mist gathered together again, rapidly deepening in color to black, finally reverting back to King Wumeng.

The whole process took only a moment, yet it had eliminated over a hundred Tree Beings.

Seeing this, the knife-wielding warriors of the Crow Tribe cheered and became exceedingly excited. In an instant, more than two hundred warriors leaped tens of meters, jumping past King Wumeng and swinging their Crow Tribe's curved swords towards the advancing Tree Beings.

King Wumeng did not advance any further, but stood with his hands behind his back, watching as his warriors used their sharp curved swords to cut down the towering Tree Beings. Unlike ordinary trees, these mobile Tree Beings bled, and they wept. However, their blood and tears, like rubber water, were viscous.

Before long, the ground in front of King Wumeng was a river of blood. The rubber-like blood stuck to the Crow warriors' iron-hard soles, making their movements sluggish. At this time, amidst the densely leaved forest, branches intertwined like snakes, piercing directly through the warriors' bodies as sturdy as Earth Shields.

When the boiling blood of the Crow warriors mixed with the sticky blood of the land's Tree Beings at their feet, they were freed from entanglement, no longer hindered in their movements, and again turned the tide to slaughter the Tree Beings.

"Archers!" King Wumeng commanded at that moment, "Fire!"

"Whizz, whizz, whizz!" Hundreds of flaming arrows shot in from the periphery of the twisted forest, falling like a meteor shower.

Instantly, the forest was ablaze with light—as countless streaks of fire illuminated the gloomy twisted forest, the majority striking and igniting the Tree Beings, though many also burrowed into the backs or heads of Crow warriors.

But the more this happened, the more excited and crazed the Crow Tribe became.

With thick plumes of black smoke rising, the Crow warriors gradually gained the upper hand in their confrontation with the Tree Beings.

Pleased by this turn of events, King Wumeng shouted loudly, "My warriors, burn this twisted forest to ashes with your fiery blood!"

"Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!" Those leading the charge at the front, entangled in bloody struggle, responded—a unique expression of the Crow people.

The archers at the rear echoed this response as they continued to release wave after wave of arrows.

Not long after, sensing three intense auras colliding at the southernmost edge of the twisted forest, King Wumeng once again transformed into a flock of bloodthirsty crows with crimson eyes and departed.

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By the time the woman from the Purgatory Fire Pool arrived at the shore of the purple lake on the south side of the twisted forest, King Nanlin was using his Yin Qi Spiritual Power to contend with the final seal on Chen Hao's left eye.

That seal was left by Ye Yuqiao eighteen years ago using the Nether King's Power, after placing the Nether King's Heart into Chen Hao's left eye.

Compared to the Golden Word Seal left by Chen Hao's Yang Energy Power, this seal was certainly more difficult to break.

Feeling the Yang Energy in Chen Hao's body, the woman let out a long sigh of relief, her heart finally settling.

Chen Hao was not dead!

Suddenly, her heart was seized with nervousness. If she were to remove the white mask from her face, one would probably see two red blushes on her cheeks.

That was because she saw Chen Hao again.

Although at that moment Chen Hao's eyes were closed, immersed in a selfless state, she always felt that Chen Hao was watching her.

"Stop!" the woman yelled at King Nanlin before even hitting the ground.

King Nanlin turned to look at the woman, and at the same time, two powerful streams of Yin Qi Spiritual Power shot out from his eyes.

By the time they reached the woman, the two streams of Yin Qi Spiritual Power suddenly transformed into flames, resembling two fire dragons stretching their bodies from the lakeside to the high sky.

However, what King Nanlin did not expect was that the woman was not at all afraid of the fire dragons and directly passed through them to stand in front of him.

King Nanlin immediately withdrew his left hand, which had been reaching towards Chen Hao's left eye, and then slowly rose to his feet.

"Who are you?" King Nanlin asked the woman, "Why do you have the blood of the Netherworld Azure Bird in you?"

"I didn't expect you to know about the Netherworld Azure Bird!" the woman said, her tone somewhat surprised.

The Netherworld Azure Bird, the legendary firebird from ancient tales of the Netherworld, greatly resembles the phoenix of mortal world legends.

"No wonder my flames can't hurt you!" King Nanlin exclaimed. After a pause, he continued, "Thousands of years ago, I and another person encountered the Azure Bird, and later we nearly died in its fiery blaze. We were then forced to flee to a place where we acquired a precious object."

"The person with you, was it the Ancestor of the Nether King?" the woman asked.

"That's correct!"

"The place you were forced to flee to, was it Polar Ice Land?"

"Half right," King Nanlin shook his head.

The woman's body suddenly shivered, then she exclaimed in shock, "Could the other half be the ancient city!"

This time, it was King Nanlin whose body shook violently.

"I can't believe you even know about the ancient city!"

King Nanlin found it unbelievable, as the ancient city was a secret. He had made a vow using his Yin Soul, never to reveal anything about the ancient city to others.

Besides him, the other person who knew about the ancient city was the Ancestor of the Nether King, the one who had taken the same vow with him.

After calming himself, King Nanlin asked, "Then you should know what that precious object is, right?"

The woman from the Purgatory Fire Pool nodded and said, "Didn't you capture him here precisely for that precious object?"

"Exactly!" King Nanlin sneered, "Half of the Nether King's Heart should have belonged to me. That person had promised me that once we dominated the Netherworld, he would take the throne, and I would be given the Nether King's Heart. However, he broke his promise in the end, imprisoned me beneath the gates of the Netherworld, and monopolized both the throne and the Nether King's Heart!"

As he spoke, King Nanlin's eyes and face were filled with hatred, his whole body radiating a murderous aura.

"The Nether King's Heart rightfully belongs to me!" King Nanlin's face twisted ferociously, and the killer aura around him grew heavier, "No one can stop me from taking back the Nether King's Heart."

"That's impossible! The Nether King's Heart is mine, and the man lying on the ground is mine too!" the woman said coldly, her body already engulfed in blazing flames.

Just at that moment, King Wumeng arrived at the scene.

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