"The Dawn Organization really is a gathering of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. The strength of this person's aura suggests that he must also be a late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator!" Yuan Ming's gaze narrowed slightly upon seeing this scene.

During his contemplation, the valiant middle-aged man swiftly descended with a knife in one hand. While still seven or eight zhang away, the long-hooked scimitar already chopped down towards Elder Saren.

Golden light burst forth from the blade, and a substantial crescent-shaped light swept down like a scythe.

Due to the opponent's swift speed, Elder Saren, out of desperation, had only enough time to slap a talisman paper onto himself, transforming it into a layer of light green protective shield. At the same time, he maneuvered a round earthen yellow shield to meet the oncoming attack.

With a 'bang', an explosion resounded!

The earthen yellow round shield shattered on impact, unleashing a circular shock wave that swept around, and Elder Saren's protective shield was also shattered by the residual force of the blade light, sending him tumbling and crashing out.

The Qi Refining disciples nearby were affected by the shock wave, resulting in a chaotic scene of people and horses overturned.

Elder Saren managed to create some distance from the valiant middle-aged man with the momentum, and upon standing up, he had a short fork in his hand poised in front of his chest, his gaze sweeping over the bloody head of Elder Chu Xiong not far away.

'Who are you?'

He could also see that this person obviously had an issue with him, yet he did not remember knowing the man.

"You may not recognize me, but I recognize you! Do you still remember my son Long Xi?" the valiant middle-aged man's eyes blazed with fury as he bellowed.

Elder Saren's expression suddenly stiffened upon hearing these words.

Yuan Ming also sharply caught his breath, finally recalling the figure and those eyes filled with despair.

The Human Demon King!

Yuan Ming thought to himself. No wonder the aura of the valiant middle-aged man seemed familiar. If his guess was correct, he was mostly likely the Human Demon King's father, Long Hao, the current clan leader of a hidden cultivation family in the Southern Border.

That day, he and Xi Ying had joined forces to battle the severely injured Human Demon King. In the final moments, the Human Demon King, relying on his strong willpower, had regained a portion of his Divine Sense and revealed his origins to Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming was then able to learn that his true name was Long Xi, the son of a clan leader of a cultivation family from the Southern Border, who was mistakenly captured as a Beast Slave by Elder Chu Xiong and brought to Biluo Cave.

It was Elder Saren, who was responsible for the assessment, who discovered his exceptional potential as a Dual Spirit Root Cultivator and further confirmed his true identity.

But by then, the mistake had been made. Instead of rectifying their error, Elder Chu Xiong and Elder Saren, to cover up their wrongdoing, concealed the results of the assessment.

They neither released Long Xi nor sent him into the sect for focused training, as would have been customary, but instead condemned him as a Beast Slave and banished him to the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Long Xi, having exceptional potential, was likely to evolve from a Human Demon into a king.

To obtain the Soul Pearl of the Human Demon King, the two of them intentionally persecuted him, forcing him to frequently use the Fur Cloak Technique, leading him to gradually transform step by step until he became the Human Demon King.

"Did you think that the things you've done would remain unnoticed?" Long Hao stepped closer, a dense killing intent in his eyes.

Elder Saren knew that further words were useless and promptly slapped his Spiritual Beast Bag at his waist.

Next instant, a Green Wolf Spirit Beast with two huge heads appeared at his side.

This Green Wolf had one bluish-black eye and one crimson eye, emitting two distinctly different waves of Spiritual Power, both reaching the level of a Second-level Demon Beast.

"Kill."

At Elder Saren's command, the short fork in his hand transformed into a streak of purple light that shot towards Long Hao, while the huge two-headed Green Wolf, one zhang high and three zhang long, also fiercely pounced on him.

At the same time, the pupils of its two heads lit up and opened their blood basins wide.

The right head took the lead and spat out intense Flames, followed by the left head, which spurted out a blue gale.

The blue gale, carrying the Flames, did not scatter them but, with the force of the wind, enhanced the fire's ferocity, creating a huge flaming tornado, which, along with the purple light of the short fork, charged directly at Long Hao.

"Well met!" Long Hao advanced instead of retreating, gripping the long-hooked scimitar with both hands. Golden light surged into the blade, and with a horizontal slash, he deflected the incoming purple light.

The next instant, he raised the long blade above his head once more, and blinding golden light erupted from it.

"Break."

With a low shout, he chopped down with the long blade, and the golden light burst forth, extending into a winding blade light tens of zhang long.

Golden light shattered the fire dragon, and the gale swept all around.

Amidst the spreading flames, the valiant figure charged straight through, advancing with an unstoppable momentum, reaching the two-headed Green Wolf, and delivering another slash.

Beneath the golden blade light was the eruption of all his furious emotions.

The two-headed Green Wolf let out a pitiful howl, its body split in two down the middle, torn apart.

Yuan Ming watched this scene and couldn't help but tense up.

This Second-level Demon Beast Green Wolf was simply no match for Long Hao at all.

Elder Saren was too alarmed to mourn the loss of his Spirit Beast, which he had been nurturing for many years.

He had originally thought that with the cooperation of the Spirit Beast, he could easily suppress Long Hao. However, before he could take further action, the Spirit Beast was killed.

Long Hao, wielding a long-hooked scimitar, was emanating a murderous aura as he relentlessly advanced step by step toward Elder Saren.

The latter had already lost all courage to fight and turned to flee toward the direction of the three main peaks.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Long Hao let out a sinister laugh, grasped his long knife, and dashed forward several steps. Using the momentum of his charge, he leapt high into the air, reaching more than ten zhang, then like a falling meteor he smashed down toward Elder Saren.

His muscles were not particularly exaggerated, but his whole figure seemed to be brimming with explosive power. His movements were succinct, yet each strike was imbued with devastating force.

Yuan Ming watched and suddenly realized—was this Long Hao a rare Body Cultivator?

Just as Long Hao was about to catch up with Elder Saren, the latter suddenly halted his flight. Spinning around, he brought one hand to his mouth and, facing the person pursuing him from high in the sky, he bellowed.

Yuan Ming focused his eyes and saw something resembling a small, concealed arrow tube in the hand Elder Saren was holding to his lips.

A green steel needle, its surface coated with a sheen of green light, flashed on the surface of the object and shot out with incredible speed, aiming straight for Long Hao's chest.

The latter, flying in mid-air with no leverage, found it impossible to twist his body or dodge.

With a low shout from his mouth and a burst of light from his eyes, his skin turned pitch black in an instant.

The next moment, the evidently poisoned steel needle pierced his clothes and struck his chest.

With a "ding" of a crisp sound,

the green steel needle bounced off his exceedingly hard chest and fell toward the ground.

Long Hao's descent was not slowed in the slightest, and as he landed, he swung his blade at Elder Saren.

Seeing his hidden weapon attack fail, Elder Saren, with no time to evade, suddenly grabbed into the void behind him with a reverse grip, pulling out an ominous red golden gourd copper hammer.

He took a step, pivoting on the spot, and managed to dodge the swing of the blade.

Simultaneously, he swung the golden gourd copper hammer behind him in a half-circle, aiming for Long Hao's back.

Long Hao, having missed with his strike, landed heavily on the ground.

The hard, rocky surface shattered upon impact, and he was simultaneously struck hard on his back.

Long Hao grunted, his body involuntarily lunging forward.

But at the same time, he curled the fingers of his right hand inward, changing his palm to a claw, and violently grabbed backward.

His now pitch-black hand, like a ghostly claw, tore through the fabric of Elder Saren's chest, leaving behind glaring bloodstains and dragging the man forward, causing him to stumble.

Elder Saren let out a furious roar. As he steadied himself, he swung his hammer, aiming it downward at Long Hao's head.

With a "bang,"

a heavy thud resounded from Long Hao's head, and he staggered forward, about to fall.

It was only due to Long Hao's formidable physical strength that he could withstand such a blow from the hammer. Had it been a Magic Practitioner in his place, that strike would have been decisive.

Where would Elder Saren let such an opportunity slip by? He tossed his hammer, and using the Beast Taming Technique, he directed it to strike heavily again toward Long Hao's skull.

However, just as Long Hao, who looked as though he was about to tumble to the ground, seemingly instinctively flipped over in that very moment, eluding the golden gourd copper hammer.

Then, bouncing off the ground, he turned and slashed his knife at Elder Saren.

The latter, who had thought the victory was in his grasp, had not anticipated the physique of the Body Cultivator would be overwhelmingly strong, and that his muscular responsiveness was nearly instinctual. Caught off guard, he could only throw out a "Rocket Talisman."

Yet, before the talisman paper could ignite and the flames of the arrow could form, the edge of the blade was already upon him.

In the flash of the knife, the half-burned talisman was split in two, the forming flames instantly dispersed, and with them, Elder Saren's head flew into the air, rolling on the ground with a dull sound.

After Long Hao had successfully slain Elder Saren, there was no joy of revenge on his face, only a furious roar to the sky, as if to comfort the spirit of his deceased son.

Yuan Ming, who had watched the scene from afar, felt nothing but sympathy and respect for this grieving father, and not an iota of pity for Elder Saren.

With the widespread invasion by the Dawn Organization, the defenses of Biluo Cave had completely collapsed, and it seemed only a matter of time before it would fall.

Although Yuan Ming was already some distance away from the gate, he was still targeted by the pursuing members of the Dawn Organization.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black robe was the first to charge at him.

Yuan Ming held a Thunder Strike Talisman in one sleeve, while extending his hand in the manner Wulu had shown before, crossing the middle finger over the index finger to show the pursuer.

Upon seeing his gesture, the man immediately halted, nodded slightly to Yuan Ming, and chased off in another direction.

"Indeed," Yuan Ming sighed silently to himself.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared high in the sky in the distance—it was the Great Cave Master.

His clothes fluttering and snapping in the wind, he called out to the scattering disciples of Biluo Cave: "All disciples, heed my command, gather in the plaza at the foot of the mountain. The sect is about to activate the two-layered magic array for protection, providing us a chance to counterattack."

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