Lin Yun had to obtain that Dragon Crystal to double the power of the Doom Staff and advance it to the Mid-Rank True Spirit Magic Tool rank. The importance he attached to the Doom Staff wasn't any lower than the Ten Thousand Spell Wheel. This Magic Tool had boundless potential, and the number of Augments it could support was even more terrifying than the Book of Death. As long as he slowly gathered the Augments, the power of this Magic Tool would gradually be unearthed and it would become the strongest True Spirit Magic Tool in history, or even an Extraordinary Magic Tool.
Soon, Lin Yun, who had been immersed in his joy, suddenly noticed that something was wrong. The Raising Dragon Array's structure was extremely complex, it couldn't be as simple as it seemed. After rousing the Magic Array to its pinnacle and following the aura, he gradually discovered that most of the Raising Dragon Array was underground.
And it was very, very deep, at least a kilometer deep.
"Damn …"
This discovery made Lin Yun frown and curse. This was a bit troublesome. Although this Raising Dragon Array was at the peak of the True Spirit Realm, he was confident in cracking it due to his familiarity with its structure.
But if he wanted to obtain that Dragon Crystal, he would have to dig deeper. But digging a kilometer deep by himself wasn't realistic, so he could only summon the Planar Legion.
The only problem was that the Ghost Valley was being fought over by the Merlin Family and the Thawing Fire Tribe. If he made any movements, the Thawing Fire Tribe would notice.
As Lin Yun thought about it, he felt that a battle was unavoidable. If he couldn't completely grasp the Ghost Valley, he wouldn't be able to dig out the Raising Dragon Array and obtain that Dragon Crystal.
To be honest, that Dragon Crystal was too attractive to him, he couldn't easily give it up.
But in the afternoon, he learned some things about the Tribes from Thorne and Merlin. It was said that there were a total of thirteen Tribes in the Raging Flame Plane, and the Thawing Fire Tribe was one of them. Each Tribe had an extremely huge foundation and countless powerhouses.
Among the thirteen Tribes, a Great Sheikh would be born. During special times, he would have the authority to command the thirteen Tribes, and the Great Sheikh would be born from the most powerful of the thirteen Tribes.
Okland's major forces had participated in the Raging Flame Plane's struggle for several millennia, and although they had obtained many benefits, they still couldn't do anything to the Thirteen Tribes.
Okland's forces had more or less suffered losses at the hands of these tribes. For example, the Flame Demon Fort occupied by the Merlin Family had been attacked by the Thawing Fire Tribe every once in a while, losing a large number of powerhouses.
After so many years, the Merlin Family had gradually figured out the strength of the Thawing Fire Tribe. It could be said that they were very powerful. The tribe's six Great Prophets were all 5th Rank Archmages, and the Tribal Chief seemed to be even more powerful. But the Tribal Chief's identity was special and he rarely showed himself, so there was naturally very little information about him.
If he wanted to use the Planar Legion to excavate the Chromatic Dragon Crystal, he would have to flatten the Thawing Fire Tribe. But it would be very difficult for the Merlin Family to flatten the Thawing Fire Tribe in the Raging Flame Plane.
However, he had to obtain the Five-Colored Dragon Crystal.
This was a very thorny problem for Lin Yun. After all, the Thawing Fire Tribe had existed in the Raging Flame Plane for countless years, it wouldn't be easy to deal with them.
It looked like he had to slowly think about this problem.
Lin Yun didn't plan on staying in the Ghost Valley for too long. If he was discovered by the Thawing Fire Tribe, he wouldn't be able to avoid trouble. Moreover, it was already very late, so there was no point in staying in the Ghost Valley. He led the three Merlin siblings, as well as the Draconic Beastman, back on the path they had come from.
The path was still very calm. They occasionally encountered some magic beasts, but they were all dealt with by the Draconic Beastman.
"Raging Flame Beastmen?"
As they approached the entrance of the Ghost Valley, Lin Yun suddenly stopped. Under the dusky light, he could faintly see a Beastman army blocking the exit of the Ghost Valley.
Lin Yun couldn't help frowning. This was an extremely powerful force. His gaze was attracted by the leader of the Raging Flame Beastman. That was an aged Beastman with dazzling dark red runes on his body. He was emitting a frightening aura, clearly the leader of the Beastman army.
Lin Yun knew that in the Thawing Fire Tribe, once one reached the Archmage realm, they would be worshipped as a Prophet and would have great authority.
And the Raging Flame Beastman standing at the forefront of the army was definitely a Prophet in the Thawing Fire Tribe.
And it wasn't an ordinary Prophet …
It was a Great Prophet, second only to the Tribal Chief. In fact, Lin Yun didn't need the Magic Array to see that this Raging Flame Beastman wasn't simple. His aura was extremely sharp, and his power was comparable to a 5th Rank Archmage, maybe even a bit stronger.
The army behind the Great Prophet was a cavalry unit. Those dark red Raging Flame Beastmen were holding long blades and riding Ashen Wolves emitting a blazing aura. These Ashen Wolves were products of the Raging Flame Plane's volcanoes. They were completely black and could spit flames. They were at least three meters tall.
Clearly, this was an extremely powerful army. Even if the Planar Legion stationed at the Flame Demon Fort came, it would take a bitter battle to deal with this army.
"Cousin Mafa, we seem to have encountered some trouble …" Merlin, who was standing behind Lin Yun, bitterly smiled as he looked at the Beastman army in front of them.
He had stayed in the Raging Flame Plane for a few years and had participated in several dozen battles, big and small.
But he had only encountered the Thawing Fire Tribe's cavalry once, and that battle was still fresh in his mind. The Raging Flame Beastmen riding the Ashen Wolves were all elites of the tribe, and that battle had caused the Merlin Family to lose more than half of their forces.
Seeing the Raging Flame Beastman Cavalry again, countless fragments of memories surfaced in his mind. But Merlin didn't panic. So what if they encountered a cavalry unit? After all, he was the omnipotent Cousin Mafa.
"Haha …"
Lin Yun chuckled, but didn't say anything. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the cavalry unit in the distance.
At this time, the Raging Flame Beastmen had already discovered the existence of Lin Yun's group, especially the cavalry. They had already been on guard and were blocking the entrance to the valley.
Standing next to the Great Prophet was a very young Raging Flame Beastman. He was tall and straight, holding a heavy two-handed hammer, and his body was emitting the aura of an Archmage. He was an outstanding genius of the Thawing Fire Tribe, and not long ago, he had the power of a 1st Rank Archmage. This time, he had followed his teacher, the Great Prophet, to the Ghost Valley.
Over an hour ago, they had obtained information that a few humans had entered the Ghost Valley. After obtaining this information, they led an army with their teacher to guard the entrance of the Ghost Valley, waiting to kill that group of humans.
When he saw a group of human mages walking out of the Ghost Valley, his eyes instantly narrowed, as if he was looking at his prey, full of mockery.
To be honest, he was a bit disappointed. He had originally thought that by dispatching an army to intercept them, he would be able to hunt down the important figures of the human forces and make a great contribution to the tribe. But he hadn't expected that only five youths would come out.
Although their strength could be considered passable, to an outstanding genius of the tribe like him, any human mage below the Archmage realm wasn't worth mentioning.
Nothing could be done about it, the gap in power was too big, and he didn't even have the interest to make a move.
"Teacher, this is only a group of weak human mages, they don't look like important figures of the human forces. Rest assured, leave it to me …"
The young Raging Flame Beastman looked at the Great Prophet with a trace of reverence, slightly lowering his head as he waited for an answer. He clearly understood that his teacher's status was extraordinary. As one of the six Great Prophets of the tribe, his power was only below that of the Tribal Chief. An existence that even he had to look up to like his teacher definitely wouldn't be interested in a group of weak human mages.
Someone that his teacher cared about had to be a rarely seen powerhouse amongst humans.
"Yass, get rid of them and return to the tribe as soon as possible …"
The Great Prophet, who was wearing a dark red robe and emitting terrifying fluctuations, was looking at the depths of the Ghost Valley in a daze. His throat moved as he let out a hoarse voice. Clearly, his attention wasn't on Lin Yun's group.
"No problem …"
That young Raging Flame Beastman called Yass respectfully nodded and turned around with a cold smile. He waved his hand, and a well-trained Cavalryman suddenly rushed out from behind him. Their imposing aura was boundless, and their movements were neat and uniform. They raised their long blades and charged towards Lin Yun's group.
This was a squad of fifty Raging Flame Beastmen, the elites of the elites. Those several-meter-tall Ashen Wolves were extremely fast, and only a few dozen shadows could be seen flashing in the dusky environment.
At this time, the sound of something tearing through the air kept echoing.
The young Raging Flame Beastman, Yass, stood in the back and watched everything with interest. In his eyes, these reckless human mages that had entered the Ghost Valley in the middle of the night were definitely going to die. He was very confident in the elite squad he had trained. That squad had helped him eliminate countless enemies.
The fate of that group of human mages had already been decided. They would inevitably die under the iron hooves of that squad of knights.
But at this time, Yass suddenly discovered that the group of human mages didn't move as the squad of knights launched their charge. They were still motionlessly standing in their original spots.
"Haha, scared silly …" Yass sneered.
A sinister sneer appeared on Yass' face. He wasn't surprised by this result. How could these weak human mages not be scared silly in the face of such a powerful force?
"Rumble …"
Just as Yass was feeling proud of himself, a world-shaking sound suddenly echoed, attracting everyone's attention. A silver silhouette flashed with terrifying momentum. Shocking mana fluctuations slowly rose up, followed by spells being released one after another. Those elite Cavalrymen didn't even have time to scream before they were pierced by the spells and turned into cold corpses.
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