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But having buried the fishing hook behind Li He and moving a few steps ahead before the enemy eagerly walked into the trap was just too thrilling!

Killing Demons wasn't difficult; playing with these demonic beings like puppets on strings, outwitting them in a battle of wits, was truly satisfying!

This was the feeling Feng Boping loved, and it was his greatest pastime during moments of leisure.

At this moment, the giant Wolf Demon struggled desperately as it was dragged high into the sky.

But Feng Boping wasn't going to let it escape so easily—not with that kid watching from the side. If he let it break free now, he'd never hear the end of it from that brat.

Instead of pulling hard, Feng Boping gently transmitted his power to the hook, causing it to penetrate deeper into the enemy's body. The force of the Divine Soul extending from the hook firmly locked the enemy's Divine Soul within its body, making escape impossible.

"Rise for me!"

Feng Boping let out a soft command, fingers orchestrating the movement; the fishing line extending from his fingertip quickly retracted, and he pulled the massive Wolf Demon straight up into the clouds.

The Demon's internal organs were nearly ripped apart by the hook, which seemed to embed into every meridian and bone in its body, giving it the sensation of being skewered on a grill, unable to break free.

It was petrified and in excruciating pain, gazing at the old man above the clouds, its heart filled with terror.

"Great, great ancestor, spare my life!"

It begged pitifully, its body trembling violently. Although it had suspected there might be an ambush from the Human Race—otherwise why would they dare to kill Chi Hu Jun—

it never imagined the ambusher would be an old man from the Four Stands Realm.

"I, a fisherman, never come back empty-handed. Once the hook is cast, it must catch something."

Feng calmly said with a faint smile.

The giant Wolf couldn't understand, but that didn't stop it from shaking in utter fear.

Meanwhile, the several Demons engaged in fierce battle below also noticed their kin dragged up into the sky, and they looked up in horror.

The small silhouette sitting there seemed like a star, its presence bearing down on them like a weight of a hundred thousand mountains.

"Four, Four Stands Realm..."

The Demons turned pale with fear, their eyes revealing deep terror.

The Bull Demon quickly turned to flee.

The giant frog also let out a strange cry, roaring, "Despicable!"

While speaking, it too struggled desperately to escape by leaping away.

But as soon as Li Hao saw Feng take action, he predicted the giant frog's moves and had already buried hook and line in its expected path of escape.

In its panic, the giant frog failed to notice Li Hao's maneuvers and violently leaped only to be pierced by the hook halfway through, the tremendous impact driving the fishing hook deep into its belly.

A look of surprise and delight appeared in Li Hao's eyes as he quickly made the fishing hook split within the frog's belly, rooting itself like spreading talons, and seized its flesh and organs firmly.

Whoosh!

The tremendous force transmitted through the fishing line involuntarily yanked Li Hao forward.

He was dragged hundreds of meters before he managed to stabilize himself, his meridians bursting with energy as he activated the Seven Stars Illumination trait of his Cultivation Technique, cycling it rapidly seven times, with the eighth surge of power dramatically increasing.

He tugged fiercely on the line, determined to keep the giant frog and fish it out.

"It hurts!"

The giant frog cried out in agony, utterly terrified. The figure of the old man above seemed like the Judge from the underworld, exuding an intense aura of death, and it was both furious and panic-stricken at the bizarre techniques impeding its escape.

It spat corrosive venom along the fishing line in retaliation, trying to dissolve it.

Li Hao, however, simultaneously shot out several more fishing lines. Thin as they were, they required a vast amount of true energy to condense, and he couldn't sustain too many or too long lengths of line.

While he was pulling, suddenly from outside the camp came a deep dragon's roar.

Immediately after, a whirlwind of force swept over like blades formed from chaotic winds.

Feng Boping, who was reeling in the line, narrowed his eyes and let out a cold snort.

A certain power seemed to resonate in his voice, rippling out, warding off the deadly chill.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

In a distant place outside the campsite, a deep voice came through.

Hearing this voice, Li Hongzhuang's face turned pale, that Dragon Lord had actually come as well!

Merely over the death of a mount, the Dragon Lord had traveled thousands of miles to lurk in the shadows.

The next moment, Li Hongzhuang realized the reason, the other party probably thought that since they dared to slay Chi Hu Jun, they must have something to rely on, which was why he came to check it out.

Something to rely on... Li Hongzhuang looked up at the clouds where a figure in a gray robe sat with a simple appearance, his face indistinct.

She could not recognize who it was, but she knew that the person was from the Four Stands Realm!

They actually had a powerful expert from the Four Stands Realm secretly protecting them all this time!

Li Hongzhuang had been guarding this place for many years, narrowly escaping death many times, yet no one from the Four Stands Realm took action. Clearly, this elder had come following Li Hao.

Was he someone sent by Seventh Brother?

But hadn't Seventh Brother already sent Li He?

As thoughts churned in Li Hongzhuang's mind, the demons that were before her eyes took the opportunity of the Dragon Lord's strike to hastily flee for their lives, darting out of the campsite in the blink of an eye.

Only the giant frog, hooked by Li Hao's fishing line, was unable to escape for the moment.

Seeing its kind running away, the panic in its eyes caused them to bloodshot as it issued roaring after roaring.

"Dare you trespass, do you wish to die?"

From within the clouds, Feng Boping's voice came out icy cold.

"I haven't trespassed. I've merely come to discipline a few disobedient children, you and I..." the deep voice began to say.

But before he could finish, it abruptly halted, as if cut off.

With a bang, the ground shook violently, like a magnitude-ten earthquake that shook the earth and mountains.

Following that, a furious dragon's roar came from afar:

"You, too, are a demon, yet you serve the Human Race!"

With a humming sound,

a cerulean sword light a thousand feet tall emerged, visible even from miles away, a sword Qi soaring into the sky!

The sword Qi cleaved downwards as if to split the earth in half.

The surrounding forest seemed to have been cut open, leaving a very long trench.

Soon after, torrents of water appeared out of thin air, cascading down like waterfalls.

Roar!

Within the river-like waterfall, a dragon roar could be heard, resonating so powerfully that Li Hao, Li Hongzhuang, and the others tens of miles away felt a slight trembling in their hearts.

After this dragon roar, another earth-shattering tremor came from afar, the ground seeming to be struck again, causing the pebbles at the feet of Li Hao and the others to skip.

Then, everything returned to calm.

But before a few moments could pass, two agonized screams rang out in quick succession, only to be abruptly cut short as they began.

In the forests outside the campsite, there was a deathly silence, an inexplicable stillness.

Li Hao, Li Hongzhuang, and the others all had somber expressions as they looked towards the path leading from the outpost.

It was not long before a figure gradually approached.

She had a delicate build and wore a flowing dress that shone like water. Her cascade of azure blue hair seemed like a waterfall, signaling that she was not of the Human Race by her hair color alone.

And indeed, her eyes were as clear and blue as a tranquil stream, reflecting all of living creation.

Behind this elegantly slim woman were two deep blue water chains, attached to the ends of the chains were the shadows of two massive beasts: the fleeing Bull Demon and the peacock.

At this moment, the peacock's eyes retained only a dim and feeble vitality as it was on the brink of death.

Its chest was pierced, leaving a gaping bloody cavity, its fanned tail was drooping and contracting, dragging on the ground.