Chapter 556: Beast Tide Chaos

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# 555

**Chapter 556: Beast Tide Chaos**

The "mysteries" in the mist were far more troublesome than those within Great Xia—Lin Qiye had realized this ever since encountering Bell Cranel.

Not only were their Forbidden Ruins more powerful and bizarre, but these "mysteries" also possessed high intelligence. The stronger they were, the better they understood how to use their wits to survive in the mist.

Of course, Bell Cranel had essentially maxed out its intelligence and mental manipulation skills, so its direct combat strength wasn’t very high. In truth, such oddities were rare in the mist.

For "mysteries" of the same realm, those in the mist still preferred to develop their own combat strength. After all, with no Night Watch in the mist, they didn’t need to hide or protect themselves. They only needed to grow stronger and seize more territory from their own kind.

The moment those roars rang out, the space around Lin Qiye and the others began to violently distort.

A massive beast claw suddenly tore through the void, carrying terrifying pressure as it slammed toward the center of their formation—toward An Qingyu and the others!

The first to react was Jialan, who had been guarding the rear. Her brows furrowed as she stepped forward, her golden spear thrusting toward the enormous claw.

**Boom—!!**

A golden pillar of light collided with the claw, and the resulting shockwave sent her clothes fluttering.

The claw was pierced by Celestial Gate, leaving a bloody hole. A furious roar echoed from the void as a massive, snow-white bear appeared and was sent flying backward!

An Qingyu’s eyes instantly scanned its form, analyzing its aura.

It was a Klein-level "mystery."

At the same time, Jialan was knocked away by the immense recoil from the strike, separated from the formation and thrown into the surging tide of "mysteries."

Lin Qiye’s mental perception caught everything. He quickly turned, using White Slash to cleave through several "mysteries" around Jialan, then pressed his hand into the air. A brilliant magic array appeared.

“Be careful—I’m going to bring Jialan back,” he warned.

Though Jialan was protected by Immortality and wouldn’t be injured, her soul had already been damaged when she forcibly applied Immortality to the Sword Saint to resist the power of laws. Leaving her alone in this chaotic beast tide was too risky.

A massive Flame-Vein Earth Dragon was summoned. With a flap of its wings, it carried Lin Qiye into the tide.

Somersault Cloud was too fast and lacked maneuverability in this enemy-filled environment. Hongyan, though slower, was agile and could weave freely through the beast tide.

Hongyan carried Lin Qiye through the encirclement of three "mysteries," opened her mouth, and a red glow gathered in front of her.

**Boom—!**

She unleashed a scorching dragon breath that pierced the dense beast tide, incinerating many weaker "mysteries" and clearing a narrow path.

Their figures gradually disappeared into the tide.

An Qingyu held the Elegy and an MP3 player. Behind his lenses, his gray eyes rapidly scanned every "mystery" that appeared in front of them, analyzing them on the spot.

“Red pangolin hiding in the beast tide at eleven o’clock—it’s a ‘Boundless’ level ‘mystery,’” he suddenly said, eyes sweeping over their left front.

Baili Pangpang’s pupils shrank. Without hesitation, he flicked a finger, and a floating shield behind him rapidly expanded. A thick gray-green light burst forth, shielding everyone.

**Clang—!!**

Almost simultaneously, a red lightning bolt slammed into the shield. The terrifying impact nearly knocked Baili Pangpang off his feet, and the gray-green light was mostly dispersed.

A second strike followed!

**Clang—!!!**

Baili Pangpang grunted, his face paling. The shield was knocked away, its light dimmed.

The red pangolin paused for a moment, then shot forward again like lightning!

An Qingyu frowned and quickly aimed the MP3 at the pangolin, but it was too fast. In the blink of an eye, it darted out of the sound range of the vacuum horn, made a sharp turn in the air, and charged again from the right!

Mad Cao Yuan let out a low growl, raised his black-qi-covered Straight Blade, and charged at the red pangolin!

“Don’t—!” An Qingyu tried to warn, but the black and red figures collided.

A violent storm erupted from the impact. The red lightning paused, sent flying backward, a deep slash mark left on its red scales.

Mad Cao Yuan was also flung away like a kite with its string cut, drifting into the distance.

In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through An Qingyu’s mind. He immediately shouted:

“Go! Bring Cao Yuan back!”

Baili Pangpang, Shen Qingzhu, An Qingyu, and Jiang Er all turned direction, carving a bloody path through the tide toward where Cao Yuan had been flung.

In the entire team, aside from Lin Qiye, they trusted An Qingyu the most.

He was the only one whose intellect could surpass Lin Qiye’s—a monster among monsters. Every command he gave had a reason, and every choice he made was the optimal one.

They believed in An Qingyu’s judgment.

When Lin Qiye wasn’t present, he was the undisputed commander of the team—and even when Lin Qiye was, he often still was.

In situations like this, whatever An Qingyu said, they would do.

An Qingyu made this choice to prevent the team from being scattered in the beast tide. Their average realm was Sea-level. If they stayed together, they could hold out. But if anyone was separated, even if they weren’t targeted by a higher-level "mystery," they would eventually exhaust their mental energy and die.

The four of them moved through the beast tide. Using the Elegy and MP3, An Qingyu easily carved a path with sound waves.

Just then, a snow-white bear claw tore through the void again.

It was the same Klein-level white bear that had knocked Jialan away.

The moment the claw appeared, An Qingyu’s pupils shrank. He quickly sidestepped, but it was too late. The claw slammed into his hand, shattering his right palm—and the MP3 along with it!

The Elegy’s sound cut off instantly!

His entire hand was crushed. An Qingyu grimaced in pain, but swiftly stored the skull in his left hand and froze the bleeding stump of his right wrist with ice.