Although the old man looked peaceful and restrained, the sense of danger he gave off was the strongest.

It was not exposed arrogance, nor was it violent oppression. It was a deep, bottomless stillness—like an ancient beast sleeping beneath the earth. Once awakened, it would swallow everything without leaving bones behind.

Nox forcibly expelled all distracting thoughts from his mind.

This was not the time to think about where these three came from.

If he hesitated even a little, the Royal Beast Sect would be wiped out tonight.

"May I ask where the three friends come from," Nox said in a low voice, suppressing his anger, "and why you broke into my Royal Beast Sect and injured my disciples?"

The middle-aged man beside the young man glanced down indifferently.

"Are you the sect leader here?"

"The sect leader is in seclusion," Nox replied steadily.

"I am the acting sect leader."

"I still don't know the names of the three friends, nor your purpose in hurting people."

"Hahaha."

The young man laughed.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly, eyes filled with naked contempt.

"A bunch of ants want to call us friends?"

"Are you even qualified?"

Nox's pupils shrank.

His expression slowly turned cold.

Around him, elders and disciples clenched their fists, veins bulging. Rage and humiliation burned in their chests, yet none dared to speak.

"You're a trash-tier sect," the young man continued lazily, "without even a single Supreme."

"And you dare call yourselves the number one beast sect in Skyreach Territory?"

His words cut like knives.

"Who are you?" Nox asked coldly.

"Why did you invade my Royal Beast Sect?"

"You slaughtered my disciples. You owe us an explanation."

Even if the Royal Beast Sect had declined, they still had dignity.

"Explanation?"

The young man laughed again, louder this time.

"Why should I explain myself to ants?"

Then his expression suddenly changed.

"Hand over all the spirit beasts raised by your sect."

"Or die."

The moment those words fell—

His brows furrowed.

A terrifying murderous aura exploded outward.

Boom!

The air froze.

The killing intent poured down like a black tide, engulfing the entire mountain.

Every disciple and elder caught within it felt their scalps go numb.

Blood slowed.

Spiritual energy stagnated.

Breathing became labored, as if an invisible hand were gripping their throats.

Some disciples couldn't withstand it and collapsed to the ground, trembling.

Others coughed up blood and fainted on the spot.

Even Nox, a Sixth-Turn Mahayana expert, felt his chest tighten violently.

He was forced to use all of his strength just to remain standing.

Dozens of Mahayana elders stood behind him—

And yet, they were suppressed by the killing intent of a single young man.

"Supreme powerhouse!"

Nox gritted his teeth, staring at the young man.

"So you understand," the young man replied calmly.

"This is the gap between you and me."

"Hand over all your spirit beasts."

"I'll spare your lives."

"Otherwise, I'll kill ten of you every minute."

His tone was gentle.

Almost pleasant.

As if he were offering mercy.

Nox's heart sank.

"I don't know what kind of spirit beasts you want," he said carefully.

"My sect has too many. It will take time to release them."

At this moment, he had no room to resist.

The enemy before him was far beyond what the Royal Beast Sect could handle.

If the Sect Master and Supreme Elder were present and the sect's deepest secrets were activated, they might still have a chance.

But now—

Their whereabouts were unknown.

And the two men standing beside this young man had not even made a move yet.

Their strength… was likely even more terrifying.

The young man nodded slightly, then asked casually,

"Does your sect possess any of the Eight Strange and Ferocious Beasts?"

Nox's heart skipped violently.

Eight Strange and Ferocious Beasts?!

So that was it.

He had been afraid of this.

As expected—

They came for the Evil Mantis.

"Eight Strange and Ferocious Beasts?" Nox frowned in confusion, then shook his head.

"My sect does not have such a spiritual beast."

He turned around and looked at the elders and disciples.

"Have any of you seen the Eight Strange and Ferocious Beasts?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

Regarding the Evil Mantis—

Only a few high-ranking elders knew of its existence.

It was normal for ordinary disciples to be ignorant.

"Really?"

Nox saw the coordinated response and couldn't help but smile faintly.

Their acting was flawless.

If it weren't for the guidance of the Map of Eight Wonders, the young man might truly have been fooled today.

"Sir," Nox continued calmly, "I've only seen records of the Eight Strange and Ferocious Beasts in ancient texts."

"They rival divine beasts in power."

"How could a small Royal Beast Sect like ours possess such a terrifying creature?"

"As you said, we are merely a third-rate sect."

"If we truly had one of the Eight Strange and Ferocious Beasts, how could our sect lack even a single Supreme?"

He spoke steadily.

Reasonable.

Sincere.

Attempting to stall.

Attempting to deceive.

"Oh?"

The young man smiled.

Then he extended his palm.

Spiritual energy condensed violently.

In the next instant, it split into ten razor-sharp beams of light.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Three elders.

Seven elite disciples.

All were pierced through the heart simultaneously.

They didn't even have time to scream.

They stared blankly at the bloody holes in their chests, eyes filled with disbelief and unwillingness.

Then—

Boom!

Their bodies exploded into clouds of blood mist.

The ground was instantly stained red.

Silence.

Absolute silence.

Fear spread like poison.

Many disciples' faces turned deathly pale.

This man killed without hesitation.

Without warning.

Without discussion.

To him, slaughtering people was no different from crushing ants underfoot.

"One minute," the young man said calmly, withdrawing his hand.

"Ten more will die."

"Make your choice."

He looked at Nox with a faint smile, as if enjoying the despair reflected in his eyes.

Nox clenched his fists until blood seeped from his palms.

His face was pale, twisted by anger, fear, and helplessness.

Yet he still shook his head, voice hoarse and strained.

"Y-you… aren't you going too far? We really don't have any of the Eight Strange and Ferocious Beasts!"

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