The leader, who appeared to be no more than forty years old, surprisingly had entirely white hair—even his eyebrows were white.

An invisible, twisted Power Field radiated around him, causing heavy snowflakes from the sky to become powder before they could reach him.

"Grandmaster?"

The formidable old man in a suit and duckbill cap adjusted his dark glasses and, expressing a slight surprise, uttered the question.

The white-haired man threw back his head and laughed. "Yes, I am a Grandmaster. Can't believe it, can you? The realm you have always dreamed of, but I stepped into it before you did. I entered the Grandmaster Realm three years ago and have been waiting for you to show yourself. Finally, I got you... Lei Fusheng, today is your end!"

As the white-haired man laughed loudly, he and the dozen or so people standing beside him moved closer to the old man. Everyone displayed undisguised, intense killing intent, as if they all shared an irreconcilable grudge with the old man.

Faced with the attack of a Pure Martial Grandmaster and dozens of Ancient Martial Arts experts, the old man's face didn't show any sign of panic.

He gently removed his dark glasses, revealing a pair of unusual deep purple eyes, like gemstones.

"Do you know what I have been doing during these three years I wasn't around?" the old man spoke calmly.

The white-haired man's eyes narrowed. He suddenly gave a cold laugh. "I don't care what you've been doing! All that matters is that today, you must die!"

Saying this, the white-haired man took a step forward and, as if defying gravity, his entire body floated off the ground.

Then, treading on the air, he walked step by step towards the old man. Each step created a series of fine explosions in the air, an incredibly astonishing display of power.

At the same time, the other dozen or so Ancient Martial Arts experts also rushed towards the old man.

In the snowy terrain, a rarely known major battle had just erupted.

Half an hour later, all became quiet.

On this battlefield, now completely scorched earth, the broken-down taxi burned silently, already reduced to a twisted frame.

Bodies lay scattered haphazardly on the ground, as if burned by fire and struck by lightning.

The white-haired man, his face beyond recognition, lay on the ground. His eyes were wide, staring at the sky, their color long faded to gray, with only the shock and astonishment from before death remaining on his face.

THUD—

A foot stepped over his corpse, picking up the duckbill cap that had fallen to the ground before carefully placing it on his head.

The old man in the suit, having put on his cap, picked up his briefcase. His posture was the same as when he arrived, his expression calm, and his steps unhurried as he continued in his intended direction.

Only the corpses littering the ground behind him silently told the sky and the snowflakes the outcome of this battle.

「.....」

In the mountain forest, a figure was moving quickly.

He clearly had no wings, nor did he exude any special aura.

Yet, his entire person could move rapidly through the forest, as if darting about like an ape.

Suddenly, the figure paused, suspended in mid-air.

This revealed a middle-aged man with a deathly pale face and a gaunt figure. His back, however, looked as if he were carrying a bulging backpack, which protruded high up beneath his clothes.

The man stood silently in mid-air. Only upon close examination did it become clear: he was treading on a barely perceptible white thread.

This white thread, like a spider's silk, was wound between the trees on either side. The man had previously moved rapidly through the air by means of these threads.

"Come out," the pale-faced man said softly.

Before long, from behind an ancient pine tree several arm-spans thick, not far in front of him, a robust man slowly emerged. He was covered in beastly fur and at first glance, resembled a bloodthirsty black bear.

"I didn't expect the first one I'd meet would be Guardian Zhu."

The black bear-like man stood under the ancient pine. The surging Qi and blood within him generated an unusually high body temperature, causing white steam to rise from the top of his head. This melted the snow on the pine needles above, and the meltwater dripped onto his body, creating even more white steam.

The man called Guardian Zhu remained suspended in mid-air, swaying with the gentle breeze.

The skin on his forehead rippled, and suddenly, four small eyeballs emerged. He tilted his head slightly, looking down at the black bear-like man below, but said nothing.

The black bear-like man's expression suddenly changed, and his two furry arms abruptly swatted around him.

In mid-air, his arms suddenly swelled by a size, becoming as thick as pillars and emitting a strong, bloody stench.

SNAP—SNAP—

The black bear-like man's arms seemed to have torn something. White spider threads glinted crystalline in the sunlight. Several sturdy ancient trees nearby silently split in half from the middle, toppling down with a rumble, bringing large amounts of snow with them.

"Seeking death!" the black bear-like man roared. His eyes abruptly turned a ghastly green. He stomped hard on the ground, launching himself into the air like a cannonball.

Guardian Zhu's pale face revealed a chilling smile, and his figure vanished like a phantom.

He reappeared in another location. Simultaneously, a multitude of white, transparent spider threads shot out from his back, dense and numerous, instantly forming a giant net that enveloped the black bear-like man below.

The black bear-like man roared, a blood-red light fluctuating over his powerful body, which instantly swelled by another size.

He raised his arms and with a light struggle, tore apart the giant spider web that covered his head.

Guardian Zhu, expressionless, stood in mid-air, his mouth moving rapidly. All six of his eyes turned pure pitch-black, emitting a spectral glow.

Very quickly, countless rustling whispers and murmurs filled the forest.

The sound was like countless insects desperately trying to drill into the black bear-like man's brain through his ears.

Just as the black bear-like man's eyes turned crimson and he was about to go berserk, a dazzling flash of lightning suddenly streaked through the forest.

ZZZZT—

The whispering murmurs that filled the forest instantly vanished, and Guardian Zhu in mid-air quickly closed his mouth.

An old man in a suit and duckbill cap, carrying a briefcase, appeared between the two.

The appearance of the suited old man immediately stopped their fight. The black bear-like man also quickly regained his senses, his body shrinking.

He and Guardian Zhu, who had descended from mid-air, stood before the suited old man and respectfully greeted him, "Guardian Lei."

The suited old man nodded slightly, his face showing little emotional fluctuation.

Although all three were of the Guardian rank, the suited old man's status seemed to be a cut above the other two. Moreover, no one found this improper; instead, they considered it a matter of course.

"I didn't expect Guardian Lei to come too." The black bear-like man knocked his two fists together in front of his chest, shaking off the snow and water droplets from his body. "It seems that this time, the matter of the Evil Emperor's treasure is real," he said.

"It should be true," Guardian Zhu said coldly from the side. "I once saw the stone tablet those three released in the hands of the penultimate Evil Emperor, and I also heard him mention this matter. Everyone is looking for the Evil Emperor's treasure. I didn't expect them, those three, to be the first to find a clue..."

"Since those three already have the clue, why don't they search for the treasure themselves? Instead, they're willing to share it. This doesn't seem like their style..." the black bear-like man said lightly, narrowing his eyes.

Guardian Zhu glanced at the black bear-like man; the four spider eyes on his forehead had already closed.

"Guardian Xiang, Guard Ying, and their companion have been trying for some time to support a young man who obtained the previous Evil Emperor's sacred relics to take power, but they haven't found any supporters. I estimate..." Guardian Zhu turned his gaze to the suited old man before him and said in a low voice, "They are preparing to use the treasure as a bargaining chip to make us compromise."

The black bear-like man also fell silent, likewise looking at the suited old man before him, as if waiting for him to state his position.

The suited old man, who had been listening to their conversation, remained expressionless.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and one after another, bolts of pale purple lightning burst forth from around his body.

The terrifying fluctuation of the Evil Energy Power Field billowed his suit. Surrounded by a multitude of lightning bolts, the old man's entire being exuded an unparalleled, domineering aura.

WHOOSH—

The purple lightning, like myriad rivers flowing to the sea, converged into the old man's right hand, forming a purple electric ball the size of a human head.

The old man slowly pushed the electric ball in his hand forward.

In an instant, terrifying electrical light shot out in a beam.

BOOM!

Terrifying high temperatures permeated the space. The intense burst of brilliant light forced both the black bear-like man and Guardian Zhu to involuntarily close their eyes.

When the two opened their eyes, the scene before them made their scalps tingle.

Before the old man, a scorched tunnel, five meters in diameter and extending for over a hundred meters, had appeared.

All obstructions that had previously existed in this tunnel had now completely vanished.

Large amounts of white steam rose, and the rocks on the ground showed extensive crystallization.

The black bear-like man and Guardian Zhu watched, their mouths dry, and silently knelt on one knee.

After unleashing this palm strike, the suited old man said in a low, expressionless voice, "The position of the Evil Emperor is not something that can be exchanged through deals. Ultimately... it still comes down to strength. Don't you agree?"

The black bear-like man and Guardian Zhu respectfully responded, "The... Thunder Emperor speaks with utmost truth."

Hearing their words, the suited old man's expression seemed to soften slightly.

He then gently brushed his suit, composed himself, and said lightly, "Let's go. We'll see what those three are truly planning."

"Yes."

「...」

"So this is the main headquarters of the Evil Martial Association?"

Lu Yuan looked at the room's furnishings, a hint of surprise on his face.

Under the guidance of Guardian Xiang, Guard Ying, and their companion, he arrived at this small county town called Dragon Peace, hundreds of kilometers from Weishan.

After traveling tens of kilometers into the mountains, they found this so-called secret base of the Evil Martial Association within a mountain body—

A vast room with simple furnishings, filled with various modern instruments and equipment for monitoring and defense... It resembled the command center of a modern military fortress.

"Reporting to Demon Emperor, this is just a branch," Guard Ying replied from the side. "The Association has dozens of similar branches, all established to guard against pursuit by the Evil God Sect..."

A sly rabbit has more than one burrow, Lu Yuan understood the meaning behind Guard Ying's words.

The latter laughed a bit awkwardly but still nodded, then continued, "Sometimes, they are also used for emergency gatherings, like this one. Demon Emperor, please follow me. I will take you, milord, to the conference hall ahead to have a look."

Lu Yuan nodded and glanced sideways.

Guardian Xiang, whose arm had been severed, was currently being treated by the horse-faced Guardian Lin. Guardian Lin's Evil God Power, stolen from the Burrow Sect, possessed extremely potent self-healing capabilities.

But what Lu Yuan didn't expect was that this power could also be used on others.

No wonder the horse-faced middle-aged man, despite his mediocre strength, could also hold the position of Guardian in the Evil Martial Association. So he's a 'healer,' Lu Yuan thought, following Guard Ying towards the conference hall in front of the control room.

When they arrived, he discovered that the style of this conference hall was completely different from what he had just seen.

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