The other side.

Shen Wen'an was trying to use spiritual power to break through the toxicity of the Spirit-Breaking Powder while frantically running towards the distance.

He did not flee towards the direction of the Black Water Pool at the foot of the mountain.

The opponent's cultivation had clearly reached the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer, and he himself was affected by the Spirit-Breaking Powder. Today was destined to be full of danger, and he absolutely could not bring this threat to his family.

If Luo Chuan killed him today, he might have some apprehension and would not investigate his family grandly.

In this way, it might allow his family to escape a disaster.

Although this thought was in his mind, it didn't mean he would submit to slaughter.

A Sword Cultivator would rather break than bend!

He had already planned that if he truly could not escape, even if it meant dying, he would find a way to severely injure the opponent!

One chased while the other fled, their figures rapidly shuttling through the mountain forests deep within Hidden Dragon Mountain.

Luo Chuan wasn't in a hurry.

The effect of the Spirit-Breaking Powder would slowly circulate through the entire body along the meridians. Usually, when capturing powerful demon beasts in Hundred Beasts Mountain, this driving-away method would be used, allowing the demon beasts affected by the Spirit-Breaking Powder to maximize the efficacy while frantically fleeing.

Once the effect was fully unleashed, not only spiritual power but even the flesh and blood strength of the entire body would collapse, losing all resistance.

He had seen the prowess of the Sword Control Skill, and now feared pushing Shen Wen'an too hard would cause himself harm.

As the day brightened, thin mist spread through the forest.

Shen Yuan, panting heavily, arrived in a grove and glanced around, immediately spotting a corpse of a totally black demon beast lying not far on the ground!

He cautiously approached, upon inspection, finding this black panther was slain by a sharp weapon.

Looking towards the adjacent campfire that had not completely extinguished, Shen Yuan faintly determined this was definitely where his son encountered danger.

Fortunately, he didn't see Shen Wen'an's corpse here.

"Where did the boy go?"

With anxious glances all around, Shen Yuan forced himself to calm down.

He had followed his father to hunt in the mountains since childhood; though not a competent hunter, he had some basic knowledge.

Upon calming down, he discerned some things from the traces on site.

Besides the dead black panther demon beast, there should have been a human present at the time.

Human and demon beast...

Could it be Hundred Beasts Mountain that Shi Tou mentioned?

Following the tracks, Shen Yuan quickly determined the direction in which the two left.

Without caring for rest, he immediately pursued in the determined direction!

By noon.

The Spirit-Breaking Powder in Shen Wen'an's body had reached its peak effect.

At this point, he faltered with every step, at any moment about to fall.

"Really hanging in there."

"Remember, an Earth Armor Giant Rhinoceros at the Fetal Breathing Realm affected by Spirit-Breaking Powder only managed to hold on for five hours before it couldn't run anymore."

"Yet, you, a Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer small fry, have persisted for six hours without collapsing."

As his words fell, Shen Wen'an stumbled not far away, directly sprawling to the ground.

Seeing this, Luo Chuan clapped his hands with a smile and jumped down from the tree.

"It's over."

"I'm going to cripple your cultivation, cut off your limbs, and leave you in this barren mountain and forest for the snakes, insects, rats, and ants to slowly eat away."

Playing with the dagger in his hand, Luo Chuan slowly walked towards Shen Wen'an.

But just as he took two steps forward, he suddenly sensed a subtle spiritual power fluctuation behind him!

Luo Chuan turned around, only to see a purple talisman bursting open in the air!

From the talisman, a long sword appeared, carrying an aura that caused fear, rapidly slashing towards him!

"A talisman of the Fetal Breathing Realm!"

Luo Chuan was shocked and hurriedly tried to dodge!

But the giant sword was incredibly fast!

In the blink of an eye, it was right in front!

Instinctively turning his head, the purple giant sword slashed down fiercely along his cheek!

Crash!

The giant sword struck the ground, leaving a deep trench several meters long!

"Ah!"

Luo Chuan's scream rang out!

His left shoulder, along with part of his body, was directly cut off by the giant sword, and his inner organs spilled all over the ground!

The strong life force of a cultivator meant he did not die immediately.

Shen Yuan, holding a long sword, slowly walked from afar.

"You want to cripple my son's cultivation?"

Slash!

The long sword directly pierced Luo Chuan's dantian.

"You want to cut off my son's limbs and leave him in this barren mountain and forest for snakes, insects, rats, and ants to slowly eat away?"

Slash, slash, slash!

With three strikes, Shen Yuan directly cut off Luo Chuan's remaining arms and legs!

"But, I don't plan to let you live that long."

Shen Yuan's face was dark and vicious.

He swiftly swung his sword, decapitating Luo Chuan, and not feeling assured, directly pulverized the rolling head with the long sword!

Cultivators have too many tricks; this person was a disciple of the Immortal Sect, he couldn't afford any carelessness!

After dealing with Luo Chuan, Shen Yuan scanned his surroundings, ensuring there were no threats before approaching Shen Wen'an.

"Wen'an…"

Shen Wen'an was just under the influence of the Spirit-Breaking Powder, unable to muster any strength, yet not unconscious.

"Ah Die…"

After squeezing out a slight smile, he hurriedly turned his head to look at Luo Chuan not far away.

"He's already been killed by dad."

"Dad is going to take you down the mountain now!"

Sheathing the long sword, Shen Yuan immediately picked up his son, preparing to walk down the mountain.

"Ah Die… wait a moment."

Shen Wen'an spoke.

"I still can't go down the mountain now."

Shen Yuan was puzzled.

"The poison affecting me merely suppresses the operation of spiritual power. Taking some Qi Nourishing Pills for refinement should quickly dissipate it."

"Ah Die, that person was called Luo Chuan, a disciple of Hundred Beasts Mountain; Hundred Beasts Mountain… has discovered a relic."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuan's heart sank!

"Yunzhong County is Luoxia Mountain's territory, Ah Die must quickly descend the mountain to notify Luoxia Mountain."

Shen Wen'an, as he spoke, had already taken out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out two Qi Nourishing Pills, swallowed them, and began using the pill's power to refine the Spirit-Breaking Powder inside his body.

"Aren't you going to inform your sect, Qiyun Valley?"

Shen Yuan was a bit curious.

This place, though it belonged to Yunzhong County, had his son as a disciple of Qiyun Valley, being hunted by a disciple of Hundred Beasts Mountain. Regardless, he must inform the sect.

"When I returned home this time, I killed someone from Cliff Mountain Courtyard of Qiyun Valley."

Shen Wen'an said this in a very flat tone.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuan's heart instantly sank to the bottom!

Slaying a fellow disciple is a grave crime, and he truly couldn't understand why his son would do such a thing.

"He brought it upon himself."

Shen Wen'an added a sentence, then slowly closed his eyes.

Shen Yuan, seeing this, didn't know what to say for a moment.

Images of his son wielding a sword and killing people in the orchard flashed through his mind, as well as the recent incident by Black Water Pool where he slew two villagers from Jinliu Village.

If it goes on like this, will this child fall into demon ways?

With concern filling his heart, Shen Yuan gazed at his son sitting cross-legged in front of him.

As time slowly passed, Shen Wen'an gradually opened his eyes, with the Spiritual Power fluctuations in his body restored.

He slowly stood up and said:

"Ah Die, I've recovered. You quickly go down the mountain to inform Luoxia Mountain."

"Before the people from Luoxia Mountain arrive, I will try my luck at the ruins."

Shen Yuan slightly nodded.

"Be careful in everything, take this with you."

He handed over the only remaining purple talisman on him.

Shen Wen'an hesitated slightly but eventually accepted the talisman.

Watching his father's figure fade into the distance, Shen Wen'an turned his gaze towards the direction of the Dragon Tamer's Mansion, his eyes narrowing, with a surge of murderous intent rising within him.

Luo Chuan mentioned that he came with his senior brother.

Now that he has been slain, his senior brother might come down to find him, unable to wait any longer.

He must rush to the Dragon Tamer's ruins location, find Luo Chuan's senior brother, and slay him to eliminate future threats!

Last night he lost to Luo Chuan because of being careless with the Spirit-Breaking Powder. A similar mistake would not be made twice!

Deep within Hidden Dragon Mountain, ancient trees flourished, mist lingered, and among the overlapping mountains, a hidden valley faintly appeared.

Shen Wen'an's figure appeared here, gazing at the valley hidden in the mist ahead, his eyes inadvertently blurred.

From the ruined, desolate architecture ahead, he vaguely saw the scene of the valley in its heyday.

In his ears echoed high-pitched dragon roars, and the clouds and mists above the valley transformed into gigantic dragons soaring in the sky.

Within the valley, numerous muscular figures dressed in hemp clothing, with disheveled hair, were walking around, talking and laughing in harmony.

"Who are you!?"

"This place was discovered by us from Hundred Beasts Mountain first!"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and the illusion before his eyes instantly faded away.

The valley was still the same valley, and the surroundings reverted to desolation.

An unnamed anger flashed through Shen Wen'an's heart, and a boundless murderous intent emerged from him!

Without any warning, a Golden Sword flew directly out of his body!

Whoosh!

Thump!

The Dragon Soul Magical Sword was incredibly fast, and the person behind didn't even have the chance to react before his head was pierced through!

The Magic Sword drilled back into Shen Wen'an's body; it was only then that the Hundred Beasts Mountain disciple, completely devoid of life force, slowly collapsed.

Gazing at the corpse on the ground, Shen Wen'an's eyes wavered, filled with confusion.

The spiritual power fluctuation from this person was even stronger than Luo Chuan's; how did I manage to take him down in one strike?

And why did that illusion appear before?

Unable to comprehend, Shen Wen'an looked at the Dragon Tamer's Mansion in front of him. After pondering for a long time, he found nothing wrong.

He turned and walked to the Hundred Beasts Mountain disciple's corpse, scavenging everything valuable from it, then dragged it by one leg into the valley, throwing it into a dry well.

Looking at the surrounding collapsed buildings and decayed bones, Shen Wen'an inexplicably felt a sudden pang of sorrow.

Without consulting the map, he navigated through the valley from memory.

The ancient words engraved on the smooth rock wall had weathered the storms of time, now covered in mottled cracks, incomplete and worn away.

Shen Wen'an touched the inscriptions with his fingers, an aged weariness unbefitting his youth subtly appearing on his figure.

Walking along the rock face, his steps were slow, as if every inch of rock and every character in front of him held deep, unforgettable memories.

Moments later, his figure appeared before a magnificent gateway.

The gateway was carved out of the cliff face, standing about three stories high, with two large stone pillars on either side, where twin dragons spiraled upward, vividly lifelike.

Shen Wen'an approached one of the stone pillars, his gaze fixed on a dragon claw in the relief, then stretched out his palm, deftly forming a spell and pressing it against the relief.

Roar!

A low dragon's roar echoed through the valley, and the dragon on the stone pillar seemed to come alive in an instant, transforming into a stream of light and drilling into the tightly closed stone gate below the gateway!

Rumble!

Rumble!

A muffled sound of rolling boulders came from behind the stone gate, which then slowly began to rise.

Looking at the pitch-black entrance, Shen Wen'an hesitated not; he stepped boldly inside.

Moments later, he arrived at a dim stone chamber.

In the chamber stood a massive bluestone statue, with over a dozen smaller stone sculptures on either side, though their features were obscured by the darkness.

Shen Wen'an walked slowly to the large statue at the center, looked up at the enormous Stone Sword in its hands, and remained standing for a long time before bowing deeply.

As his head lowered, the huge Stone Sword in the statue's hands began to tremble, with cracks appearing gradually!

Boom!

As the cracks multiplied, the Stone Sword finally exploded loudly!

In the shower of debris, a blood-red stream of light suddenly flew toward Shen Wen'an!

Shen Wen'an straightened up and slowly extended his palm.

The blood-red light obediently drilled into his hand, transforming into an ancient, plain long sword!

The sword was three feet long, its blade blood-red, exuding a chilling evil aura!

Gently stroking the long sword in his hand, Shen Wen'an's face lit up with a gentle smile.

"Dragon Slayer, I will take you out."

Clutching the sword's hilt, he looked around, then swung it powerfully!

In the next instant, a dazzling Sword Qi shot forth!

Boom!

Boom!

The Stone Chamber shook violently as it was struck by the Sword Qi.

With no trace of fear on his face, Shen Wen'an stepped leisurely toward the chamber's exit.

By the time he came out from behind the stone gate, the gateway collapsed thunderously, burying everything beneath the gigantic rocks.

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