“You might believe that I can’t beat you, but you can’t beat me either,” Lu Yin shot back.

Yōu Qi stared at him. “Is that so?”

The book suddenly reappeared above his head.

Upon seeing the book, Lu Yin instantly felt a flash of fear run through him; who knew what sort of innate gift or battle technique this person could borrow next? The Eleventh Sword had already left a scar on Lu Yin’s mental state.

Neither of the two dared to allow themselves to be distracted in the slightest during their battle, and so neither of them had noticed that the Ghost Monkey, who had been in his imprint on Lu Yin’s right arm so far, had just left. 

The Ghost Monkey was a streak of shadow, and at this time, endless black flames were burning atop the sea. Thus, nobody was able to notice the surreptitious shadow making its way through the black flames. 

Although the black flames were ineffective against Lu Yin and Lan Si, the flames still held an exceptional power. Logically, no Explorer should be able to handle the black flames and not be devoured. 

However, the monkey completely disregarded the black flames as he dashed towards the distant mountain. As a shadow, nobody would notice him climbing the mountain either.

His desire for the drop of Progenitor’s blood had surpassed his limits of self-control.

Outside the Mountain and Seas Zone, the group of older powerhouses were watching the battle between Yōu Qi and Lu Yin.

Mu En sighed. “This fellow is actually able to almost fight on par...