My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel

The Ghost Clan's Residence, the space rippled.

A tall figure stepped out from the fissure, the black robe fluttering without wind.

Qing's return made Shan, who had been waiting for a long time, light up. He quickly stepped forward, a mysterious smile on his face:

"Boss, there's a huge surprise to tell you!"

However—

Qing's steps did not pause in the slightest, heading straight to his resting area, his voice as indifferent as ice:

"Settle the newcomers, and by the way, get an update on the Ghost Clan's current situation."

He raised his hand to rub his temples, "I'm tired."

Before the words were finished, his figure had already disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The third master's outstretched hand froze mid-air, the words of retention stuck in his throat, the smile on his face gradually solidifying.

At this moment, the figure of the second master, Cai, appeared out of thin air.

Seeing the third master standing dumbfounded, her slender eyebrows furrowed:

"What are you standing here for? What about the surprise for the boss?"

She looked around, "How come even the boss's shadow is gone?"

Shan stiffly turned his head, his lips twitching unnaturally:

"I... didn't have time to say it, the boss left..."

A black line appeared on Cai's forehead instantly, as she gave him a disdainful look:

"So what's the surprise you mentioned?"

"I think... I found the young lady."

"Which young lady?"

Cai didn't react for a moment, but the next second her beautiful eyes widened:

"You mean..."

Shan nodded heavily.

"You're sure you didn't see wrong?" Cai's voice suddenly rose.

"I swear by my life!" Shan patted his chest, "That distinctive horn, I would never mistake it!"

"Something so important and you actually—"

"Boom!!!"

Furious, Cai's slender jade legs kicked the third master flying dozens of feet away with the sound of breaking air.

However, the Ghost Clan's bodies were thick and tough.

This little attack had no effect on someone at Monarch Level like him.

Yet Cai dared not delay in the slightest and immediately went to Qing's resting room.

At this moment.

In Qing's private resting room, under the dim light.

His slender fingers gently stroked the Memory Stone, where a warm image of his wife holding two little girls appeared.

Those eyes, usually cold all year round, were now rarely rippling.

"Qing Shuang... Fei Yue..."

The deep voice was unusually clear in the silent room.

"Now you should be... grown young women by now..."

Amidst this moment of warmth, the space suddenly rippled.

Qing's eyebrows instantly tightened—

He hated being disturbed at such a moment the most.

However, before he could erupt, Cai's excited voice had already echoed:

"Leader! Your daughters... they're at the residence!"

"Boom!"

Qing's figure suddenly froze, and the Memory Stone in his hand dropped to the ground with a "click".

In the next second, he flashed like a ghost before Cai.

Those usually indifferent eyes were now gleaming with terrifying brilliance:

"You... sure?"

Cai was shaken back half a step by this sudden pressure, but she still nodded heavily:

"The third master saw it with his own eyes, it's the surprise mentioned before..."

Before the words were finished, Qing's figure had already dissipated into the air.

Outside the reception area.

Qing's figure suddenly appeared in front of the building, and his usually steady hands were now uncontrollably trembling slightly.

Those two familiar presences were just inches away...

His long-dead heart suddenly started pounding violently, as if trying to burst out of his chest.

This long-lost sense of tension made him find it difficult to breathe.

As the youngest Monarch Peak of the Ghost Clan, he was now hesitating like a child who had done something wrong.

His fingertips touched the door handle several times, only to withdraw as if shocked.

His daughters were inside...

But he didn't know what stance to take when facing his two daughters.

Since childhood, he had rarely been by his daughters' sides.

And after that incident, his two daughters had been banished from the Ghost Clan.

He had never fulfilled the responsibilities of a father!

Now, suddenly hearing news of his daughters, he fell into unprecedented panic.

Though with his strength, he could turn the entire building to dust with a snap of his fingers.

Yet this ordinary wooden door seemed like the world's strongest barrier.

Finally, after much mental preparation—

"Crack!"

Under excessive force, the entire door instantly turned to powder.

Amidst the flying dust, Qing's gaze pierced through the room like an arrow, locking onto the two figures he had dreamed of in the center...

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On the other side.

Outside the Forbidden Land, the Central Square of the Ghost Clan's Residence.

Dense crowds of the Ghost Clan surrounded the entire square, their noisy discussions rising and falling.

"Have you heard? The Great Elder has issued a direct order this time! Everyone must go all out!"

"This time, we must perform well in front of the Qingqiu Race. If we cooperate with them, we might even be able to marry into their lineage..."

"But aside from the Qingqiu Race, hasn't that human still not returned from the Forbidden Land?"

"He must be dead in there! A mere Commander Level dared to venture into the Forbidden Land, that's courting death!"

"But it's best if he died in there! The Great Elder was too merciful to even let such a thing take part in the competition!"

In the midst of the discussions, Lilith and Tushan Yueli slowly walked toward the seats prepared for them by the Ghost Clan.

Upon seeing only two seats, Lilith's red lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Heh... so eager to pronounce Gu Xing dead? Didn't even prepare a seat!"

Tushan Yueli, curious upon hearing this, leaned closer to Lilith, her fox tail gently swaying:

"Lilith, do you really believe in that human?"

"As far as I understand the Great Elder of the Ghost Clan, he definitely won't let that human go."

"Even if his talent is strong and his Guardian Beast is formidable..."

"He can't possibly fight a Monarch Level at a mere Commander Level?"

Upon hearing this, Lilith's lips curved into an enigmatic smile.

She turned gracefully, looking straight into Tushan Yueli's eyes:

"You'll see soon enough!"

"However..."

"Yueli, have you considered cooperating with the Human Race?"

Tushan Yueli noticeably paused, then smiled slightly.

She knew Lilith was questioning on behalf of that human.

"For now, let's wait until that human can make it to the competition."

Seeing this, Lilith said no more.

She simply shifted her gaze silently to the center of the field.

Although she had hinted many times about Gu Xing's strength, this Qingqiu Princess evidently didn't take it seriously.

But soon, she'd witness Gu Xing's performance firsthand.

At this moment.

The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan ascended the high platform, looking refreshed.

With only a moment left until the competition officially began, that human was still nowhere to be seen.

This meant the Monarch Levels he sent out must have succeeded!

These two threats were finally eliminated...

The wrinkles on the Great Elder's face relaxed. Once he announced the start of the competition, the participant list would be finalized.

Even if that human fortunately left the Forbidden Land, it would be too late!

He raised his hand high, his voice resonating throughout the field:

"This competition, starts now—"

"Hold on!"

A voice suddenly echoed.

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