This time, he had chosen to face the Elephant God Walk alone, a boast he had made in the presence of Yu Wentong.

If things ended so carelessly, he truly... was unwilling to accept it!

[Student], [Ancient Language Expert], [Fighter], [Death Teller (Extraordinary)], [Spear Holder (Extraordinary)]

Five Class Panels, dozens, perhaps even hundreds, of skills.

Lu Yuan glanced over them one by one, turning them over and over.

Yet he could not find even a sliver of the hope he sought to turn the tables.

All his skill points, his attribute points, were already used up before this battle had even begun.

It appeared he really had... run out of options.

Lu Yuan's consciousness was beginning to blur, his eyelids growing heavier and heavier.

The feelings of exhaustion and pain surged towards him like relentless waves.

Lu Yuan could barely maintain his Class Panels; they began to distort, warp, and ripple like water curtains.

Is it really... over?

Lu Yuan tried hard to keep his eyes open, staring at the light filtering in from the abyss he had blasted open with his body.

He attempted to catch that light.

However, the light was dimming, and the world before him grew darker and darker...

Sigh...

Accompanied by a soft sigh in his heart.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes.

However, just before all light completely vanished.

He thought he saw... the numbers after his four Basic Attributes on his panel... tremble slightly, and then... dissolve like water.

His Unconquerable Instinct... it seemed to still be active.

「 」

CRACK—

A handsome man in a black trench coat lightly snapped a person's neck, carelessly tossing the body to the ground like trash.

The man casually glanced around. In the villa's main hall, bodies lay strewn haphazardly at his feet, fresh blood pooling freely on the floor.

A sturdy man, his face stained with blood and etched with terror, clutched his broken arm as he leaned against a nearby wall, roaring at the newcomer, "Master Liudao Yuan, are you insane?! You dare to kill people?!"

The newcomer advanced step by step towards the sturdy man, a smile playing on his lips as he spoke, "Why shouldn't I dare to kill people? Is there anything in this world that I, Liudao Yuan, don't dare to do? Hand over the True Skill inheritance. If I'm in a good mood, I might just spare your life..."

"In your dreams!"

BOOM!

A few minutes later, the man strolled out of the villa with a relaxed expression.

Behind him, through the open doorway, a figure lay in a pool of blood—grievously injured, but not dead.

His eyes were fixed on the man's retreating back, yet the reflection in his pupils was of a gaunt, elderly silhouette.

"Poison Hand Crane Demon! You slaughtered my fellow disciples of the Overlord Fist Sect! This blood feud is irreconcilable!"

The man strolled out of the villa, where a mountainously built, black-robed figure was already waiting for him at the entrance.

"It went smoother than expected."

The old one didn't leave, but the young one scurried off first...

The man chuckled, then said lazily, "Let's move on to the next house."

The black-robed man didn't speak, merely following quietly behind him.

The two of them swaggered through the villa complex.

Yet, what those passing by in the villa complex saw... was a white-haired, cold-faced old man, exuding a murderous and sinister aura, striding rapidly.

「 」

"His vital signs are still present. Good, good..."

On the mountaintop, the handsome young man stared at a certain spot, a light flickering in his pupils.

Upon locating his target, he breathed a sigh of relief and casually slipped a prepared vial of medicine back into his pocket.

What a pity...

If he were a true Walker Level, this kid would definitely have made a name for himself with this one battle. Though he's close, it still feels like something's missing when you put it that way...

"Indeed, a very promising seedling."

Firefist Julian, beside him, rarely refrained from retorting, but this time he nodded in agreement, saying, "No wonder even a mere Gold Bear warranted you, a Flying Bear General, to be dispatched for secret protection. He's worth it."

"My Great Sum is vast and teems with countless talents. Geniuses of this caliber? While not exactly a dime a dozen, we certainly have plenty. It's not something you can just be envious of."

The handsome young man grinned, a hint of arrogant pride on his face.

Julian's face darkened; he regretted giving this "shameless man" before him so much leeway.

His tone hardened as he abruptly changed the subject, "Can we make a move now?"

"Of course."

The handsome young man casually tapped the diamond-shaped crystal on his chest.

In an instant, the crystal emitted a dazzling blue light.

Countless streams of deep blue light, like flowing water, coursed over the young man's body. In less than a breath, he was encased in an exquisite and magnificent suit of exoskeleton armor.

"Shouldn't we first agree on how to split the spoils?"

A red light rapidly bloomed around Julian, and both men took to the air almost simultaneously.

With a swift movement, the handsome young man transformed into a streak of deep blue light and shot outward.

He left only one sentence behind for Julian.

"Fool! Naturally, it's finders keepers!"

"Shameless bastard!"

Julian cursed fiercely in the Havel language and immediately shot off in pursuit.

A blue and a red streak of light cut across the sky like meteors.

Below, the Yellow Bears and Egersis, who were caught in a whirlwind of emotions, witnessed the two streaks of light. Their flagging spirits instantly revived.

"It's Firefist Julian!"

Among the Egersis, their blond-haired leader, overjoyed, quickly announced, "Firefist Julian has made his move! Everyone, prepare for action!"

"Yes!"

The Egersis contingent immediately began deploying according to their pre-arranged plan.

Within their ranks, only an ordinarily pretty woman holding binoculars frowned slightly, seemingly pondering something.

"Scholar Bai, what is it?"

The blond man noticed her unusual expression and couldn't help but ask.

It's nothing. I just thought that person looked a bit like... No, it must be my imagination. How could it be possible?

She murmured a few words but quickly shook her head, dismissing her own thought.

The blond man didn't grasp her meaning and, lacking time for detailed questions, merely urged her to stay well-hidden in their cover and protect herself during the ensuing battle before hurrying off.

「 」

Meanwhile, the handsome young man and Firefist Julian had already reached the quarry battlefield.

The Elephantman, having just asserted its dominance over the battlefield, was about to retrieve the three stone spheres.

Sensing the intense hostility emanating from the two approaching figures, the Elephantman instantly froze. It then began to stomp its feet and beat its chest, its trunk raised high as it unleashed a deafening roar at the two.

"Demon Mountain!"

The terrifying sonic wave spread out once more, though naturally, it had no effect on the handsome young man and Julian.

Their expressions remained unchanged; they knew full well the meaning behind this gesture from the Elephant God Walk.

It symbolized a kind of ritualistic declaration of war against its enemies.

It could also be understood as—a unique... method of provocation peculiar to the Elephant God Religion.

Their eyes flickered, poised to dive down and engage.

However, just at that moment...

A low, hoarse voice, as if suppressed deep within, heavy beyond words, pierced through the cascading sound waves of the Elephant God Walk's terrifying roar.

It resounded slowly and chillingly in their ears, and across the battlefield sky.

"Are you... calling me?"

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