Not even diving ten meters down, Xiao Yifei felt an unbearable heat attacking him. It was much hotter than the previous layer, and the protective shield, which had already adapted to the magma's temperature, began to issue a warning, reminding Xiao Yifei not to penetrate any further.

"This must be the place." Xiao Yifei made a quick decision, stopped diving, and began to release suction, absorbing the Qi from this layer as a supplement.

Under Xiao Yifei's frantic absorption, the Wood attribute Qi in this layer also rushed towards him wildly. He slightly sensed that the Qi in this layer was several times richer than that of the previous layer, instantly filling up his Dantian.

Burp! A feeling of fullness surged forth, and Xiao Yifei let out a satisfied burp. Not wasting any time, in his current state, he immediately diverted some of the Qi to continue protecting his Dantian, while the remaining Qi was mobilized to continue repairing his flesh.

The mobilized Qi rapidly stimulated the growth of flesh, and soon many fibers appeared out of nowhere, slowly turning into muscles, and finally composing parts of Xiao Yifei's body.

Although the Qi consumption in this layer was larger, fortunately, the amount of Qi absorbed was not small, and each time the Qi was depleted due to body repair, Xiao Yifei would take a short break to replenish the Qi.

"Zhang Po, Chang Wei, wait for me, I am about to succeed!" The consciousness in the Dantian also began to think about his companions.

Because the energy contained in the magma pool in this layer was too strong, Xiao Yifei dared not over-absorb, so the growth of flesh also became slow.

But this wasn't necessarily a bad thing. This slow, simmering growth method allowed the flesh Xiao Yifei was reforging to fit more closely with his bones, making it more convenient for his use.

Thus, Xiao Yifei simply closed his eyes and no longer felt the growth of his flesh, letting it reforge itself, while he sank into deep meditation.

Meanwhile, over at the Xiao Family.

In the Xiao Family's conference room, members began preparations for the final aspects of the 'Huddle Conference' finals.

"I think the biggest threat to us in this final is still Li Huoke. After all, his swordsmanship is really too strong. If big brother doesn't step in, it would be difficult for us to handle with just a few of us."

"Of course, Li Huoke will be dealt with by big brother. He hasn't been a match for big brother for years, no matter how strong he is. He can be taken down in minutes by big brother."

"Yeah, let big brother handle Li Huoke. We don't need to worry about Poison Manor. Father will definitely not agree with their proposal to our group's leader. Picking them off one by one, those women are not worth mentioning.",

"But Team Fifteen, on the other hand, makes me a bit uneasy. Their performance in the preliminaries was really outstanding. Although they are now short of Xiao Yifei, their strength is still not to be underestimated. Moreover, as I see it, Zhang Po didn't use his full strength in the preliminary match. His swordsmanship is not necessarily inferior to Li Huoke's."

"Weren't Zhang Po and Chang Wei being taken care of by our father? We just need to focus on Li Huoke. The others are not worth fearing. When the Great Elder gives the order, we'll kill them all, bringing us one step closer to our plan."

Xiao Jukun's several brothers were discussing the contestants for this final around the round table, while Xiao Zhentian and several elders sat there silently, looking pensive.

"Big brother, how do you think Xiao Yifei is doing in the Holy Mountain? It's been almost a day, and it seems there's no sign of activity from there." Xiao Ling suddenly asked Xiao Jukun, who sat at the center.

Upon hearing Xiao Ling's question, Xiao Jukun's expression turned thoughtful, furrowing his brows, and after a moment of contemplation, he said: "That, too, is something I've been pondering. Logically speaking, Xiao Yifei's strength shouldn't withstand the scorching of the sacred fire. However, since the Holy Mountain opened, it has shown no signs of closing, meaning Xiao Yifei might still be alive."

Xiao Zhentian also suddenly sat up and said to everyone, "It seems that beast still harbors resentment against us. Whether this decision was right or wrong, I don't know. Had I known, I wouldn't have brought Xiao Yifei into the Holy Mountain."

"Although the Sunflame Qilin holds a grudge against our clan members, constrained by the limits set by the Xiao family ancestors, it dares not make any rash moves. According to the Stealing Fortune Gu's instructions, we only need to perform one more ritual to transfer all its fortune to us, after which matters will be much simpler."

"But I'm still concerned that beast might favor Xiao Yifei, and it's not impossible that it might even join forces to oppose us." Xiao Zhentian's expression was solemn. For him, Xiao Yifei was the main concern in this competition.

"Why don't we just go into the Holy Mountain and get rid of him?" One of the Elders suggested.

"No! These recent Gu plantings have already severed our relationship with that beast completely. If we rashly enter the Holy Mountain, it will surely retaliate furiously. Right now, what we need to do is handle the finals, and as for Xiao Yifei, I have my own ways."

Everyone nodded.

"Let's adjourn. Prepare for battle properly. If any trouble arises in the finals, I will not spare you!" Xiao Zhentian sternly admonished a few of his children before waving them off, announcing the end of the meeting. The Xiao family members then followed him out of the conference room.

Meanwhile, over with Zhang Po and the others, the two of them had been worrying about Xiao Yifei's safety since he left a day ago, to the point they had little energy to prepare for the final in three days.

"Zhang Po, do you think anything could have happened to Xiao Yifei?" Chang Wei paced back and forth in the room, where two person-high wooden boxes stood in the corner like ominous coffins. They were new puppets that Chang Wei had assembled.

As for Zhang Po, he sat on a straw mat with his eyes closed, seemingly calm on the surface, but in truth, he was also pondering the issue that Chang Wei had mentioned. As the Clan Leader of the Zhang Family, although he was familiar with the Xiao Family, the decisiveness, insidiousness, and hostility displayed by the Xiao Family towards others from the Seven Ancient Clans in this assembly worried him greatly.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Po said to Chang Wei, "Although Xiao Yifei is quite special, having been tricked by the Xiao Family and lured into the Holy Mountain, things might not bode well. After all, the Xiao Family's strength is too formidable, and the Holy Mountain of theirs has existed since ancient times. It might be very challenging for Xiao Yifei to survive in there with his own strength."

"What should we do then?" Hearing Zhang Po's response, Chang Wei stopped and asked. He had held onto a glimmer of hope for Xiao Yifei's safety, but Zhang Po's words extinguished that hope completely, leaving him with a touch of dismay, even beginning to mourn for Xiao Yifei.

"I never said he would certainly die; there's still a chance he's alive. What we need to do now is wait for Xiao Yifei to return. Even if there's a one-in-ten-thousand chance for his survival, we must wait." Zhang Po was perceptive of Chang Wei's thoughts and spoke to reassure him.

"What if he is dead?" Chang Wei's voice choked, with even a few tears gathering in his eyes.

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