"Well, thank you very much, President, but I need to quickly advance my realm! After all, Director Guo is an Intermediate War General Strongman."
"I’m on the same level as him, I can’t disgrace the Divine Guard!"
Ye Qingfeng pondered and said again.
Entering the Monster Beast Desolate City, for more than half a month.
He had exhausted all his Gathering Spirit Pills and Pei Yuan Pills.
He didn’t have a penny on him.
The Divine Guard was wealthy and powerful.
Ye Qingfeng certainly couldn’t miss this opportunity.
"Ye, that’s enough, the Divine Guard isn’t run by my family. Even with my position as President, offering you such favorable terms puts me under considerable pressure."
The White Bear snorted coldly.
Its Spiritual Power Wings flapped behind it, suddenly soaring into the sky.
That stern voice came.
"Ye, with your current status in the Divine Guard, plus the points from the hundred thousand Gold-Biting Rats, that’s enough for your cultivation."
"The human heart is insatiably greedy, Ye. The Divine Guard can support you, but won’t let you run amok."
In the sky, the White Bear’s figure shot out like white light.
The voice, tinged with reminders and a hint of concern, came through.
Afterwards, it charged towards the deepest part of the Monster Beast Desolate City.
The source of this Beast Tide needed to be thoroughly investigated with a few old comrades.
"This old fox, isn’t it just some cultivation resources?"
Ye Qingfeng flicked his fingers, chuckling lightly.
However, thinking of the hundred thousand demon beasts he had slaughtered, converted into points.
Suddenly, he understood clearly in his heart.
This is quite a few points, enough to exchange for many good things.
Even more incredible.
Ye Qingfeng’s Martial Artist Token has directly ascended from Silver to Platinum Level.
This is simply terrifying to the extreme.
A novice Martial Artist, entering the Monster Beast Desolate City for the first time.
Not to mention killing demon beasts.
Even coming out unscathed from the Monster Beast Desolate City shows considerable strength.
Even a genius martial artist entering the Monster Beast Desolate City for the first time, the beasts they slay.
It is very hard to break a hundred, to rise from Bronze Token to Silver Token.
Moreover, even a devilish martial artist, entering Monster Beast Desolate City for the first time and managing to kill hundreds or thousands of beasts is the limit.
At most, they ascend to Silver, let alone killing ten thousand beasts and advancing to Golden Token.
However, Ye Qingfeng now killed one hundred thousand beasts, directly advancing from Bronze Token to Platinum Token.
It’s practically legendary.
Although, the beasts Ye Qingfeng killed were all Basic-level Mortal Beasts.
But, this is a Beast Tide after all!
Which ordinary Martial Artist dares to do this?
That’s literally courting death.
Even Ye Qingfeng himself took huge risks.
His Sword Dao broke through to the Unity Realm, thus carving a path through the Beast Tide, slaying one hundred thousand Gold-Biting Rats.
This is strength, there is nothing fake about it.
Therefore, this Platinum Token was hard-earned with real strength.
"Back to the Martial Artist Base!"
After resting for a while, Ye Qingfeng opened his eyes.
Now that the human Martial Artists have acted.
The Beast Tide is no longer a threat.
The road to the Martial Artist Base is also extremely safe now.
Ye Qingfeng rushed back to the Martial Artist Base at full speed.
When Ye Qingfeng was only a thousand meters away from the Martial Artist Base.
After so much time has passed.
The Grave-digging Dragon hasn’t returned yet?
"This guy, could he really have provoked some terrifying demon beast?"
Ye Qingfeng had a very bad feeling.
Before Ye Qingfeng could finish speaking, a bird cry echoing like thunder resounded throughout the Monster Beast Desolate City.
The falling leaves on the trees rustled down.
Originally, some powerful demon beasts in the Monster Beast Desolate City, avoiding the Beast Tide, were about to emerge.
At this moment, they scattered like frightened birds, each seeking shelter.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"
At a distance of a thousand meters.
Ye Qingfeng’s eyesight could see the rubble outside the protective walls of the Martial Artist Base.
All were reduced to powder by this cry that seemed to pierce the eardrum.
Heart-wrenching voices echoed.
Ye Qingfeng looked back.
Just before the White Bear had arrived, Ye Qingfeng and others were besieged by the Beast Tide.
Those Martial Artists who went to rescue.
There were Peak Warriors and War General Strongmen.
They belonged to different forces.
However, now, they were each screaming frantically, some with charred bodies.
Some had flames clinging to their severed arms.
The expressions on their faces seemed extremely terrified.
Moreover, they were all madly racing towards the Monster Beast Desolate City.
A great sense of crisis arose in Ye Qingfeng’s heart.
Then, he saw a massive flaming shadow soaring into the sky.
That soaring speed, together with the flames covering its body.
It looked like a huge fireball.
"King Beast, Flame Demon Eagle!"
Ye Qingfeng’s gaze focused, staring at the giant demon beast in the sky.
A pair of fire-red feathers several meters wide.
The feathers seemed as if they were congealed from flames, not only extremely hard but also blazing fiercely.
A pair of claws, like iron hooks made from refined metal, exuded a chilling aura.
Even more terrifying was that in those ghostly blue bird eyes, there was a bloodthirsty coldness.
Especially now, the Flame Demon Eagle seemed to be in a state of rage.
Those rescuing War Masters and War General Strongmen appeared to be merely suffering the backlash of the Flame Demon Eagle’s fury.
Nonetheless, even so, they were all frantically escaping on the brink of life and death.
It’s known that a King Beast is a demon beast that has awakened innate abilities.
Horrifyingly powerful, even War King Experts of the same level dare not confront it head-on.
The Peak Spiritual Beast that the White Bear killed—the Purple Sun Eagle.
Under the flames of this Flame Demon Eagle, it likely would not last a minute before it turned to ashes.
"Hmm! That shadow is..."
Ye Qingfeng’s gaze concentrated, looking at the black shadow rushing ahead of the War Masters and War General Martial Artists.
His face turned from white to black, and his eye corners couldn’t help but twitch violently.
This black shadow, who else could it be but the Grave-digging Dragon?
And this guy’s claws not only tossed up dirt but also had a spotlessly white... bird egg strapped to its back.
The Flame Demon Eagle’s egg!!!
Ye Qingfeng, who hadn’t cursed in hundreds of years, couldn’t help but let out a vulgarity.
This Grave-digging Dragon not only dug up the Flame Demon Eagle’s nest but also managed to bring back its offspring.
However, the Grave-digging Dragon’s speed was faster than that of typical Peak War General Martial Artists.
Like a black whirlwind.
Moreover, with the War Masters and War General Martial Artists as temporary shields.
The Flame Demon Eagle couldn’t catch up with the Grave-digging Dragon immediately.
"Ye, help, let’s roast this bird egg, it’s a great tonic!!!"
Suddenly, a voice filled with wild joy rang out in that area.