Beside Fengbai Village, atop the mountain peak.

Feng Pingcheng slowly loosened his grip on the Bone Flute.

Due to nervousness, his palms were drenched in sweat, and his knuckles were still pale from exertion.

"Success! Success!"

Feng Ya excitedly gazed into the distance. She hadn't dared to breathe heavily until she saw the surging black seawater engulf the terrifying tree-monster. Only then did her heart settle completely as she turned and ran down the mountain without looking back.

"Feng Ya! Where are you going?" Feng Pingcheng shouted at her retreating figure.

"He's injured, I have to go help him!" Feng Ya replied without turning around.

Huo Lie stood beside Feng Pingcheng. He also noticed the changes in the eastern region. Even the fearless people of Flame Village were stunned into silence in the face of the transformation of the world.

In the soundless, thunder and wind arise.

No one would have expected that an ordinary person, usually ignored and considered a burden or a nobody, could determine the outcome of a Tier Eight battle.

Phoenix Perch Wood hadn't anticipated it, Yi Fan hadn't anticipated it, only Han Zhan had!

Time rewinds to before he set off from Fengbai Village.

Feng Pingcheng, Huo Lie, Feng Ya, and others had already arrived early at the village entrance to see Han Zhan off.

"I'm sorry, Warrior Han Zhan, we can't do much to help you." Feng Pingcheng said apologetically.

But Han Zhan shook his head.

"No, there is still something you can do for me."

He pointed to the nearby mountain and said, "I need you to climb that mountain."

What is on the mountain?

A compass left by Fu Xi.

What does the compass do?

After inserting and turning the Bone Flute clockwise, it can alter the terrain, making the turbulent Black Sea between Flame Village and Fengbai Village disappear, transforming into flat land.

What if turned counterclockwise?

On this point, Han Zhan had a guess. Though merely a guess, he felt it had a high probability.

The transformation between sea and land is reversible!

So even if he couldn't defeat Phoenix Perch Wood, the situation wouldn't spiral out of control. Han Zhan initially intended for them to turn the Bone Flute after his defeat to re-isolate Fengbai Village and Flame Village, seeking a slim chance of survival for these ordinary people.

However, upon seeing Yi Fan appear and use methods to mutate Phoenix Perch Wood into a "tree-man" a second time.

Han Zhan immediately thought of this.

The transformed tree-man Phoenix Perch Wood was enormous; those continuously watching from the mountain peak, like Feng Pingcheng and others, were bound to notice the anomaly.

As long as they weren't foolish, they would definitely reverse the compass and turn the land back into the sea, successfully trapping and killing the Tier Eight Peak tree-man manifestation of Phoenix Perch Wood!

Han Zhan admitted there was an element of gambling in this.

But without a doubt, he won the gamble over this pre-planned maneuver!

The vanished land completely turned into a raging Black Sea, isolating both sides.

Han Zhan lay silently on the ground, with the sound of the Fu Xi Zither reverberating in his ears, slowly mending his severe injuries.

To withstand a blow from a Tier Eight Peak tree-man, Han Zhan paid quite the price.

Fighting a Tier Eight Peak foe was a life-and-death struggle for Han Zhan at the moment.

Any mistake could be fatal.

After a while, he barely managed to sit up.

Across the kilometer-wide Black Sea, Yi Fan, who came to collect bodies, witnessed this scene, and the slight smile on his face finally vanished.

"You really are hard to kill." Yi Fan looked across, and though Han Zhan was weary, he clearly was in no danger of dying. He opened his mouth, saying.

Han Zhan didn't know what Yi Fan said.

He didn't need to know.

He merely faced Yi Fan and slowly raised his right middle finger, making a provocative gesture.

"We will meet again."

...

Yi Fan left.

With his strength and means, he couldn't cross the kilometer-wide Black Sea nor strike Han Zhan while he was down.

Leaving to hide in the shadows, to regain strength and strike a fatal blow, that is what a qualified hunter should do.

Failure is not the end as long as there is another chance to hunt.

Han Zhan watched Yi Fan disappear into the shadows and fell silent once more.

How exactly did the Insect Race enter the Bodhi Treasure Tree World, how many times could they enter, and how many of them could come in?

Does this imply that every subsequent Fruit World might pose a daunting opponent?

This thought cast a faint shadow over Han Zhan's once triumphant mood.

"When the soldiers come, we block them, when the water comes, we cover it. Knowing they can enter the Bodhi Treasure Tree Fruit World is not bad news to me."

"Since their ambush failed this time, it will be harder in the future because now, I know of their existence and will definitely factor them in beforehand."

"This is good."

Han Zhan muttered, suddenly noticing a faint silver glow appearing on the raging Black Sea.

The all-consuming Black Sea seemed unable to devour a trace of this silver glow.

Furthermore, the silver glow slowly approached Han Zhan, unaffected by the turbulent sea.

Han Zhan strained his eyes.

The source of the silver glow was a piece of wood!

This piece of wood drifted with the sea until it reached the shore, where Han Zhan picked it up.

The moment he took hold of the wood, the Fu Xi Zither manifested solidly behind him, releasing a grand, majestic sound.

"Is this... Phoenix Perch Wood?"

"No, this is the real Phoenix Perch Wood! It's what Fu Xi sought to forge the Fu Xi Zither, searching deep into the forest for it!"

Han Zhan noticed that on this piece of faintly glowing silver wood, someone had carved new patterns.

These patterns matched those given to him by Fu Xi in his mind back on the mountain peak.

Seeing these patterns, a golden light burst in Han Zhan's mind, revealing the meaning conveyed:

It depicted a dragon!

Once a sacred Divine Dragon worshipped by various races.

One day, a massive void appeared in the sky; the Divine Dragon protected its people, shielding humanity.

Then, the scene changed to the Divine Dragon slaughtering humans, mountains of corpses, and seas of blood, wanton killings.

It became an Evil Dragon!

When the final display ended, it felt like Han Zhan, a drowning person, was suddenly scooped from the water; he gasped and woke up.

Simultaneously, as the message finished transferring, the Phoenix Perch Wood got absorbed into the solid Fy Xi Zither in the air.

As a joyful zither sound echoed, many ancient and intricate patterns appeared on the Fu Xi Zither, naturally present as if they always belonged there.

As the Spirit Contract Master of the Fu Xi Zither, Han Zhan was the first to sense its change.

It had grown stronger!

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