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Roar!

Beside the white road, there was a deafening roar.

A sacred beast with white hair all over its body came out of the woods. When the sacred beast walked toward Holy Shadow Simmons, Holy Shadow Simmons felt a towering glacier pressing toward him. In fear, Holy Shadow Simmons broke out in a cold sweat.

The lake water rolling up to the sky suddenly lost control and splashed on the ground. Holy Shadow Simmons’ legs trembled. His eyes did not dare move away from this pure white sacred beast for a moment.

The aura showed that it was an emperor-level beast!

Although Holy Shadow Simmons was also a Forbidden Mage, he had never been so close to an emperor-level sacred beast. The cold aura emanating from this white tiger was enough to defeat what he had learned all his life!

“Holy Shadow Simmons! Holy Shadow Simmons! Holy Shadow Simmons!” Holy Shadow Clark screamed for help in the sky.

Holy Shadow Simmons wanted to call for help more than Holy Shadow Clark!

Holy Shadow Clark was only facing a sudden Wind Forbidden Curse, but Holy Shadow Simmons was facing an emperor-level white tiger that was dozens of times more terrifying than the Forbidden Curse!

Why would an emperor-level sacred beast jump out without warning in this picturesque forest?

Were emperor-level sacred beasts as common as wild dogs in the mountains?

The probability of encountering an emperor-level sacred beast was one in hundreds of millions, and it happened to him.

Holy Shadow Simmons did not dare to move. He seemed to have been frozen.

The emperor-level white tiger did not do anything. It just circled Holy Shadow Simmons while looking at him. Holy Shadow Simmons felt his heart was going to come out of his frozen ribs.

Like Holy Shadow Clark, he was unprepared.

Even if Holy Shadow Simmons was prepared, he did not think he could survive the claws of this emperor-level white tiger.

…

Holy Shadow Clark’s eyes were wide open as the deadly cloak tightened around him. He could not breathe.

These deadly wind lines tightly wrapped around his body. A strong force of wind entered his body through his throat and nasal cavity, making his whole body twitch. He almost fainted due to suffocation.

“Do you know the answer?” Mu Ningxue looked at the pale-looking Holy Shadow Clark and asked.

Holy Shadow Clark was already in such pain that he was about to bite his tongue off to commit suicide. Those strong winds were still penetrating his stomach from his esophagus. The wind tore through his stomach and smashed wantonly in his internal organs as if a group of wild beasts was biting and fighting in his abdominal cavity!

How could Holy Shadow Clark not know the answer?

How did Mu Ningxue survive the Eternal Night at the Extreme South?

She trained crazily in that most primitive world to be stronger and more terrifying than those monsters in the Eternal Night at the Extreme South!

Holy Shadow Clark was an executioner with a very high status in Holy City. In the eyes of the world, he was superior in strength and high in status.

But in the Eternal Night at the Extreme South, he was just a small piece of meat for those demons. He was too naive and too weak.

Mu Ningxue did not even give Holy Shadow Clark a chance to commit suicide by biting his tongue off.

Holy Shadow Clark was also using his eyes to show his anger. He was getting closer to death, but he firmly believed that Mu Ningxue dared not kill him.

He represented Holy City. If she did not want to continue to be exiled to the Extreme South, she had to stop. No one in this world dared kill the people of Holy City!

However, Holy Shadow Clark underestimated Mu Ningxue’s mood.

In the past, Mu Ningxue might have been worried. However, she had not adjusted to the outside world after leaving the harsh environment in the Extreme South. She barely had emotions.

She calmly watched the pain of Holy Shadow Clark and watched him die.

A few seconds before his death, Holy Shadow Clark still used those wide-open eyes to express his emotions. After he was angry, he became afraid and began to beg for mercy while looking at Mu Ningxue’s expressionless face.

He hoped that Mu Ningxue could spare his life. He could offer Mu Ningxue a lot of conditions. At least he could make people in Holy City no longer pursue Mu Rong’s death and no longer seek justice for Lady Karolina, as long as she gave him a chance to survive.

How could Mu Ningxue fail to see the pitiful begging of Holy Shadow Clark? But his begging was useless.

Holy Shadow Clark’s face was twisted. Before he died, he was still in pain.

He fell slowly from the air, landed on the messy ground, and slipped into a crack in the ground.

Even at the last second before death, Holy Shadow Clark still could not believe that Mu Ningxue transformed in such a short period.

Roar!

At the highway bridge, the white tiger howled, asking how to deal with the hostage.

Mu Ningxue landed on the highway bridge and glanced at Holy Shadow Simmons, who could control the lake and disintegrate the mountains.

“Can you restore this place to its original state?” Mu Ningxue asked.

Holy Shadow Simmons thought he had heard wrong.

He witnessed the death of Holy Shadow Clark. Killing a Holy Shadow in such a short period was enough to prove how terrifying the silver-haired woman in front of him was, and this sacred beast that suddenly appeared was actually her summoned beast!

Holy Shadow Simmons was regretting his decision and felt annoyed. Why did he promise the stupid Clark that he would help him stop Mu Ningxue? The two of them could not win against her!

“I-I can. I think I can,” Holy Shadow Simmons hurriedly answered Mu Ningxue.

“Okay. You can leave after restoring it,” Mu Ningxue said to Holy Shadow Simmons.

Holy Shadow Simmons’ God’s gift was Nature Endowment. It allowed him to manipulate lakes, control rivers, and turn a towering mountain into a mountain beast to fight for him.

Even though Holy Shadow Simmons had never tried to restore a forest that had been destroyed by Forbidden Curse, he was able to do so with Nature Endowment.

Holy Shadow Simmons began to cast a spell.

The cracked land began to close, the collapsed mountains rose again, and the crushed trees drilled out of the soil and planted themselves in the silver cedar forest.

Mu Ningxue looked around and felt a little sad.

This picturesque mountain, forest, and lake could no longer be as beautiful as what she saw just now. No matter how cleverly repaired the torn painting was, it would not return to the original.

“I can work harder. Please give me some more time.” Holy Shadow Simmons panicked.

The silver-haired woman was obviously dissatisfied with his work, and Holy Shadow Simmons felt that the sacred beast’s fangs were a little closer to his neck.