Unfortunately, Feilamid ultimately couldn't escape.

Because the Longevity Sect was indispensable, top forces like the western Holy Hall, Shadow Brotherhood, Nordic Kalu De Temple, and Yugulas Sect had long laid a Celestial Net around.

In fact, these strongest western forces sent their elites, and attendees far outnumbered Feilamid in strength.

This little-known vampire clan leader hadn't even set foot in the Teleportation Array before Tony, one of the Holy Hall's Twelve Knights, sent him flying with a Holy Light Baptism.

As he let out a miserable cry and was blasted out from the Teleportation Array, a Shadow Dagger silently aimed at his neck.

However, Feilamid was a Titled Powerhouse, not famous for nothing, and certainly had some skills.

When the sharp Shadow Dagger was about to cut off the vitality of his body, he explosively transformed into a scattered swarm of bats.

The next instant he reappeared, already a kilometer away.

But before he could catch his breath after escaping death, a violent sting spread across his body.

Under his skin, sharp wooden vines burst out, piercing his flesh fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, Feilamid, a vampire, turned into a humanoid tree.

"Hand over the Longevity Sect's key, and I can spare your life."

An elder with a grass ring hat stepped out from the crowd, holding a staff formed by intertwined vines, pointing at the agonized Feilamid:

"You should know very well, this item isn't something you can touch."

This was Anrabell, the Flower Ring Bishop from Kalu De Temple.

Feilamid was immobilized by the thorns emerging under his skin, suffering intense pain all over, but his consciousness remained clear.

He finally understood that escaping in front of so many major powers' experts was impossible with his strength.

He could only desperately release the Space Origin from within.

Even though this thing was potentially related to the legendary Longevity Sect, tempting Feilamid greatly, compared to facing imminent demise, he still chose survival.

Anrabell raised his head, his gaze falling on the transparent orb flying out from Feilamid's body.

Upon confirmation, he nodded contentedly, then smiled lightly:

"You're sensible, at least you haven't disappointed me. I'll keep my promise to spare you death... even if it's painful."

Following his words, Feilamid, wrapped in dense thorns, let out an extraordinarily shrill scream again.

The thorns that grew from his body frantically sucked his blood, continuously expanding.

Previously just able to wrap Feilamid, the thorns abruptly shot up to over ten meters tall.

The scream lasted for over ten seconds before subsiding.

Anrabell waved his hand, and the blood-red thorns covering Feilamid contracted, eventually disappearing into the skin.

Once the thorns vanished, everyone's gaze on Feilamid made them involuntarily gasp.

At this time, Feilamid's entire body was only a shriveled skin wrapped around bones, as if something had drained his body, appearing terrifyingly abnormal.

However, this unlucky vampire clan leader didn't garner much attention.

Soon, everyone's gaze simultaneously converged on the transparent orb floating in mid-air.

Compared to the legendary Longevity Sect, Feilamid's life or death seemed meaningless.

...

"Feilamid really lacked vision, trying to flee with the Origin despite the presence of Western Europe's major powerhouses!"

Yang Yan sighed while listening to Sanqian's report from the scene:

"If he were smarter, handing that thing to any major power present would surely give him a better outcome."

Sanqian had a different opinion, shaking his head:

"King, you underestimate the allure of the legendary Longevity Sect to them!

"Compared to ordinary people in the Hidden World, its various Cultivators undoubtedly have longer and more enduring lives."

"Yet precisely because they lived longer, they enjoyed the happiness of living, making them more fearful of the inevitable death than ordinary people."

Saying this, Sanqian put on a mocking expression.

He sneered, disdainfully saying:

"Those foreign devils' religions always tell believers not to fear death, not to fear terror." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"In the end, they're more afraid of dying than ordinary people; it's genuinely laughable."

Before Yang Yan could speak, Zhuge Wushuang quickly chimed in:

"Sanqian, I didn't expect you to have such insightful thoughts!"

Despite being more powerful, Sanqian always demonstrated respect for Zhuge Wushuang.

He chuckled flatteringly:

"Mostly because I've spent so much time with Wushuang, it's hard not to improve my thinking."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Wushuang perked up, looking smug.

If a tail grew out of her, it'd likely wag to the sky.

Yang Yan couldn't understand when this girl's skin became as thick as his.

Could it truly be like that saying, marrying a chicken...?

Oops! Oops!

Birds of a feather flock together.

Since there were serious matters at hand, Yang Yan didn't dwell on the issue and had Sanqian continue with the story.

And what followed was roughly as he expected.

After seeing Feilamid as a cautionary precedent, the small forces on the Western sides gave up on the Space Origin, wisely retreating.

Yet there were always those bold for profit, not fearing death.

They didn't go far, observing from a distance.

Greedy and daring, they were also clever speculators.

Many major powers present were on equal footing.

Now that the Space Origin once more became ownerless, obtaining it naturally meant a battle.

They watched from afar, hoping to see if they could gain advantage.

That some major forces might exhaust each other was certainly what they hoped to see.

Unexpectedly, the major powers didn't fight.

Regarding the ownership of the Space Origin, they selected twelve forces, deciding each would hold and study it for a week.

Moreover, whatever is discovered must be shared with everyone.

In this way, those hoping to take advantage had no chance.

The selected twelve forces were renowned in the Hidden World, dominating a region, undeniably formidable.

Any one of them could not be trifled with, especially now they've united.

No one dared to test the bad luck at this juncture.

People didn't even have the mind for spectating and all left quietly at once.