Ah!

Everyone exclaimed in shock, but the tragedy still occurred. Two unicorns, one after the other, rammed into the leader, their long pointed horns piercing through his body, spurting blood and drenching him in crimson.

After impaling his body, the two unicorns raised their heads together, lifting his body high and emitting intimidating roars.

Those in the sky, witnessing the ghastly scene below, reacted differently: some couldn't bear to look, others showed outrage, some displayed sorrow, and a few even smirked, silently mocking the leader's stubbornness, thinking his death well-deserved.

Wang Xiaoqiang, with a face as still as water, drew his bow and shot another Gang Qi Arrow.

Whoosh!

The Gang Qi Arrow shot forth, striking one unicorn in the right eye and splattering a burst of blood.

"Aow!" The unicorn yelped in pain, trembling and then retreating in defeat.

The other unicorn, however, flicked its head, flinging the leader's body a hundred meters away before turning to the sky, emitting another threatening roar.

Wang Xiaoqiang drew his bow and shot again.

Whoosh!

An arrow aimed at the unicorn's right eye, but the creature, hearing the sound, cleverly dodged the Gang Qi Arrow and again bellowed a menacing roar towards the sky before it turned and fled.

Seeing the three unicorns escape one after the other, the crowd then descended from the sky to the ground.

Upon seeing seven corpses on the ground, none eaten by the unicorns, Wang Xiaoqiang was surprised, wondering to himself, "If these unicorns are not here for hunting cultivators, what is their purpose?"

Suddenly, he remembered the scene when the unicorns had roared threateningly at them and thought, "Hmm, this must be the territory of the three unicorns. They usually do not allow any living being to intrude, and us intruding here has provoked their merciless killing. It makes sense!"

With this thought, Wang Xiaoqiang turned to Zhao Feiyan and asked, "Feiyan, do these unicorns not eat the bodies of cultivators?"

Zhao Feiyan, thoughtfully, answered, "Hmm, yes. I once browsed through a book dedicated to spirit beasts in the sect's Secret Arts Archive, titled 'Spirit Beast Compendium.' It discusses a hundred types of spirit beasts. My vivid memory of the unicorn is due to its uniqueness; they are fiercely independent, dislike socializing, strictly guard their territory from any intruders, fighting ferociously or even summoning kin to attack collectively. The most peculiar part is that they do not consume meat..."

Zhao Feiyan's description of unicorns perfectly confirmed Wang Xiaoqiang's suspicion,

Wang Xiaoqiang sensed a storm was brewing.

Ironically, at this moment, other cultivators were scrambling for the dead men's storage rings.

Some even drew their swords against each other for the storage rings, oblivious to the looming danger, ready to fight to the death.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang pulled out his Penglai Immortal Sword, pointed it at the crowd, and bellowed, "Stop, all of you stop! The rings belong to everyone. Whoever collects a ring must contribute it to the collective!"

The scrambling crowd paused, and then stopped their scuffle. One of them, who had just grabbed a ring, raised it in his hand and asked, "Contribute it to whom?"

Wang Xiaoqiang pointed at Zhao Feiyan and said, "Give it to her. Then we will distribute it among ourselves."

The man immediately ran over with the ring and handed it to Zhao Feiyan. No one dared to intercept him.

Zhao Feiyan cooperated and accepted the ring.

Subsequently, the other six who had grabbed rings also handed their rings to Zhao Feiyan.

Zhao Feiyan spoke loudly, "I will temporarily keep the rings. Rest assured, the items within will be shared with everyone."

Knowing that this stern beauty considered the well-being of everyone and was quite equitable, they all nodded in agreement.

Wang Xiaoqiang commanded, "Alright, now everyone hurry and leave this place! Danger is upon us!"

The crowd, puzzled, stared at Wang Xiaoqiang, uncertain about the nature of the danger he was referring to.

Just then, a thunderous rumbling sound came, and the ground trembled as if there was an earthquake, causing everyone to show colors of shock. Then they tensely looked around.

"Let's not linger!" Wang Xiaoqiang said as he grabbed Zhao Feiyan's hand and soared into the sky.

Upon hearing this, everyone else also flew up, and just as they ascended, a group of more than thirty unicorns charged together, creating a stampede.

Boom boom boom boom...

Their thick, pillar-like hooves made the ground tremble with each step.

Everyone watching sighed at the sight.

Handling three unicorns was already a challenge, not to mention over thirty.

If they hadn't flown up in time, they might have been trampled into mincemeat.

Then everyone turned to stare at Wang Xiaoqiang, admiring his foresight in awe.

Including the six female cultivators and Zhao Feiyan, at that moment, the way they looked at Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly brightened.

"Alright, let's all fly forward together. After flying two hundred meters, we'll land." Wang Xiaoqiang issued a command. Although he wasn't the leader, no one objected at this moment, and everyone silently complied, flying forward with him.

Fortunately, during this two hundred meter flight, they hadn't encountered any attacks from flying beasts, and everyone landed safely. Then, at Wang Xiaoqiang's instruction, they sat down to rest.

At this moment, everyone was staring at Zhao Feiyan, but not with an appreciative gaze for a beauty, rather with a covetous one.

Wang Xiaoqiang understood their mentality; they were thinking about those four storage rings. So, he asked Zhao Feiyan for the four storage rings, held them in his palm, and loudly said, "Look carefully, everyone, there are a total of seven storage rings. This is our common property. Now I'll take out the items from the rings, and then we'll divide them..."

Hearing Wang Xiaoqiang speak like this, everyone was convinced and nodded in agreement.

Wang Xiaoqiang waved his right finger, and with a whistling of Spiritual Energy, he erased the Divine Consciousness Imprints on the four rings, then bit his index finger and dropped four Blood Pearls on the rings.

There were four clicking sounds, much like the sound of a door opening.

Then Wang Xiaoqiang shouted at the four rings, "Come out!"

Immediately, items from the four rings tumbled out onto the ground.

There were flatbreads, beef jerky, water bottles, robes, pills, immortal swords, and spell manuals...

However, everyone ignored these items. Their eyes were only searching for Spirit Marrows; there were seven Spirit Marrows scattered on the ground.

In Wang Xiaoqiang's Sumeru Ring, there were seven Spirit Marrows— one received during the competition, five as a reward for winning, and one more obtained from the Twofold Body of the Immortal Venerable.

If calculated based on the number of Spirit Marrows Wang Xiaoqiang had, the seven of them should have had forty-nine Spirit Marrows in total,

but not everyone had the same autonomy as Wang Xiaoqiang.

Most of those who came to compete were born into cultivation families or came from Great Sects,

and the families and sects that had invested resources and efforts in nurturing them naturally expected something in return.

For instance, after they won the Armor, the Spirit Marrows they obtained had to be submitted entirely. They couldn't keep any for personal use,

perhaps, the Spirit Marrows each of them carried were given by their family or sect as an encouragement.

It's a pity now, though the Spirit Marrows were present, life was gone.

There was no longer a chance to Refine and Transform! (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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