"The signal source disappeared?"

Ye Qingfeng pondered slightly, then flipped out of bed.

"Uncle Gang, leave this matter to me. I'll head over immediately to take a look!"

He hung up the phone as he spoke, got dressed, and headed out.

Guan Yu and Xu Jing found it very strange; Ye Qingfeng was usually calm and collected when faced with challenges, but now he seemed flustered and extremely anxious.

"Could something have happened?"

They speculated.

Wan Moting, however, focused his gaze; something that could make Ye Jiujie, who swept across the world, so anxious must be an extraordinary matter.

Ye Qingfeng moved to a secluded area behind his dormitory, then stomped his foot, causing the entire building to tremble.

"Rise!!"

He whispered, and in the next moment, a thunderous sound erupted between heaven and earth, startling countless students on campus who had no idea why there would be sudden thunder on a clear day.

A streak of blue light cut across the sky, disappearing over the horizon instantly, its speed exceeding even thunder, almost like the speed of light.

In the sky, Ye Qingfeng's eyes were indifferent, a subtle cold glow appearing, as the clouds behind him retreated at a pace too fast for the naked eye. At this speed, it was comparable only to the most advanced fighter jets in the world, or perhaps even faster.

He was concerned about Uncle Ye and his aunt's safety, naturally pursuing with urgency, heading straight for the border of Black Dragon City.

Black Dragon City was at the northernmost part of the Northern Base, also on the Border. Amidst the overwhelming snow mountains, three figures staggered forward. One wore blood-stained white clothes and scholar robes—it was Ye Miao.

His breath was extremely disordered at the moment, a shocking claw mark running down his left shoulder, with fresh blood yet to dry.

Another was undoubtedly Ye Qingfeng's aunt, while beside them was a young girl supporting them.

The girl had a delicate and beautiful appearance, her face showing extreme alarm, but her demeanor was filled with a rich noble aura—she was Qiu Ying, who once had a marriage engagement with Ye Qingfeng.

"Uncle Ye, are you alright!"

She supported Ye Miao, her tender face frozen red in the wind and snow, the situation Ye Miao was in was largely related to her.

Ever since learning of Ye Qingfeng's astonishing identity and invincible ability, she felt despondent, sensing that everything became meaningless, so she ventured to the extremely cold Black Dragon City for a diversion.

Unexpectedly, she encountered the Yi Miao couple here.

She decided to climb the thousand-year-old snow mountain at the Border to enjoy the scenery, but disaster struck at this moment.

When the tall, dark figure appeared, she was petrified, retaining just enough sense to make an SOS call to Ye Miao who was about to board a flight.

Receiving the call, Ye Miao initially thought it was a typical distress, considering his War King level's strength, dealing with a few troubles should be a breeze, but this time he was terribly mistaken, even his wife was caught in danger.

The opponent was not human but a complete monster. Even with his War King strength, he could not withstand the enemy's casual swipe.

He fought with all his might, unleashing his most powerful attack, collapsing a mountain cave, and burying the enemy under snow, allowing him to escape with two companions, but his injuries prevented him from hastening his pace.

In his perception, the enemy pursuing from behind was drawing closer and closer; he could smell the faint scent of blood in the air, the mobile phone he used to send a rescue signal to Ye Gang earlier was long buried somewhere.

"I'm fine, getting away is the priority, we can't deal with this thing!"

Ye Miao waved gently, as he spoke, blood spurted from his mouth, frightening his wife beside him to a pallor.

This trip was entirely a nightmare for her.

"Bang!"

A shadow suddenly descended from the sky, crashing into the snowy ground ahead, sending snowflakes flying.

The newcomer was a handsome youth with western features, wearing only a pair of tattered shorts exposing his naked upper body, muscles coiled like dragons.

His eyes faintly glowed blood-red, his mouth cracked open, and he licked his lips with a crimson tongue, revealing a sinister smile.

Suddenly he spoke, his voice extremely strange and deep, baring a set of sharp, jagged teeth.

"Humans, you can't escape!"

The youth with western features stood before the three, large areas of skin exposed in the icy snow, yet he felt no cold, his blood-red eyes fixated on Ye Miao and his companions.

"The flesh of Huaxia Martial Artists must taste better than ordinary mortals!"

He licked his lips, a few drops of greedy saliva trickling down his mouth.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the youth, Qiu Ying's beautiful eyes widened in extreme terror.

During her climb up the snowy mountain, seeing the youth she thought he was a resident of the wilderness; she was surprised but not overly scared. However, the youth later terrified her completely, had Ye Miao not arrived in time, she would have become his meal.

This was no human—it was a thorough human-devouring devil.

"What exactly are you?"

Ye Miao endured his injuries, standing protectively in front of Qiu Ying and his wife, his eyes filled with solemnity.

In his brief exchange with the youth, he was injured; the youth's hands seemed to be beast-like claws that tore through his Protective Spiritual Energy and wounded his flesh.

The youth was not a Martial Artist but fought with pure physical strength; the battle was one-sided, he couldn't match him, only burying the snow cave temporarily to escape.

Who would have thought this youth tracked them so quickly, breaking out of the snow and catching up in just an hour?

"Lowly humans, do you have the right to question me?"

The youth's Huayu accent was peculiar, but still understandable to the three.

"I am the supreme existence above you humans, the most arrogant race in this world, chosen by the Divine as rulers; you humans are merely our fodder, being consumed is your only value!"

His tone revealed extreme arrogance, his eyes showed contempt causing chills to run down Ye Miao and the others' spines.

What enigma was this youth, treating humans like mere livestock, even considering them as food they reared?

"Are you behind the recent disappearances at the Sino-Russian Border?"

Ye Miao asked in a grave tone.

The youth expressionlessly replied naturally, "Just a few dozen people, becoming my food is their honor!"

"You scoundrel!"

Ye Miao's fists clenched tightly, making cracking sounds, while Qiu Ying and the Zhang Family shook with fear.

The youth before them was undoubtedly a Demon from Hell, casually speaking of human consumption, making it seem commonplace, instilling great fear.

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