Another Instant Kill

Wang Keming and the others suddenly running back definitely wasn’t out of a guilty conscience or any intention to rescue Zhang Wenyuan.

There was only one possible explanation—something even more terrifying had appeared ahead, forcing them to retreat.

"Where’s Wen Qian?"

"What happened to Wen Qian?"

Zhang Wenyuan’s heart suddenly clenched. Wang Keming and the other two had returned, but there was no sign of Zhang Wenqian.

His expression darkened. Had something really happened to his sister?

When Wang Keming and the others saw Zhang Wenyuan still alive, they were equally stunned. This kid hadn’t died?

Wait, why were there two more people here?

Had the third-tier demonic beast been killed?

This was an outcome they hadn’t anticipated—someone had actually slain a third-tier demonic beast so quickly.

"There’s a fourth-tier demonic beast," Know-It-All said to Chen Yunxuan.

"Mm, I sensed it too."

"Why would a fourth-tier demonic beast suddenly appear here?" Chen Yunxuan frowned slightly. According to Know-It-All, this area shouldn’t have fourth-tier demonic beasts.

"Most likely, the people who entered earlier disturbed them and were chased out."

"After all, the four great clans and the five major sects have already gone in. A fourth-tier demonic beast is no match for them," Know-It-All analyzed.

"Wang—Wang Keming! Where’s my sister?"

"What have you done with her?"

Zhang Wenyuan glared at Wang Keming with fury burning in his eyes, as if his rage alone could incinerate the three of them.

Wang Keming couldn’t be bothered to respond to Zhang Wenyuan. Instead, his attention shifted to Chen Yunxuan and Know-It-All.

Chen Yunxuan looked too young, so Wang Keming dismissed him outright.

In his mind, there was no way Chen Yunxuan could have killed the third-tier demonic beast—it must have been the other man.

"Brother, there’s a fourth-tier demonic beast ahead, and it’s heading this way."

"Fighting it alone would be difficult to handle."

"How about we join forces?" Wang Keming proposed to Know-It-All.

Know-It-All sneered. "Oh? So you can turn tail and run the moment we engage the beast?"

"We’re not that easy to fool."

His words startled Wang Keming. Had these two witnessed what happened earlier?

"Brother, every man for himself—that’s the way of the world."

"Our methods might be despicable, but it’s all for the sake of making it to the Northern Domain Grand Competition."

"This is a world where the weak are meat for the strong. If anything, blame those siblings for being too weak, too naive."

"But things are different now. A fourth-tier demonic beast is no joke. For the sake of survival, we won’t play any more tricks."

"What do you say?"

Realizing his actions had been seen, Wang Keming dropped all pretenses.

In the face of life and death, nothing mattered more than survival. His sudden candor was nothing more than a means to stay alive.

"Wang Keming! I’m asking you—where is my sister?!"

Right now, Zhang Wenyuan cared only about his sister’s fate. Other dangers meant nothing to him.

"Piss off!"

"I don’t have time for you right now."

"Whether your sister lives or dies is none of my business."

"I’m not obligated to protect her for you," Wang Keming said coldly.

"I’ll kill you!"

"You? Look at the state you’re in."

"Get lost. I don’t have time to deal with you."

Wang Keming shot Zhang Wenyuan a disdainful glance before turning back to Know-It-All.

"Brother, what do you think of my proposal?" he asked with a smile.

Know-It-All didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Chen Yunxuan.

"What do you think?" Know-It-All asked.

"Deal with the demonic beast first," Chen Yunxuan replied indifferently.

Hearing this, Wang Keming’s face lit up with delight. Did that mean they agreed to cooperate?

Though his words sounded reasonable, Wang Keming still planned to repeat his earlier trick—the moment Chen Yunxuan and the others engaged the beast, he would flee without hesitation.

ROAR!

A deafening roar echoed as the fourth-tier demonic beast came into view.

"A fourth-tier demonic beast—a Saber-Toothed Tiger!"

The pressure was overwhelming!

The moment the Saber-Toothed Tiger appeared, Zhang Wenyuan felt an immense oppressive force.

This was the innate aura of the beast. Just its presence alone instilled fear in the weak, suppressing their combat abilities.

"Brother, we—"

Before Wang Keming could finish, Chen Yunxuan’s figure blurred as he charged straight at the Saber-Toothed Tiger.

The beast’s eyes burned with fury.

It had been peacefully sleeping when it was rudely driven out. Now, in its rage, it found more fools daring to approach?

BOOM!

Before the Saber-Toothed Tiger could react, a golden light exploded before its eyes. The next instant, it collapsed, lifeless.

"This…"

The scene left Wang Keming and the others utterly dumbfounded.

A Saber-Toothed Tiger—a fourth-tier demonic beast—had been killed in a single punch?

What was even more terrifying was Chen Yunxuan’s age. He couldn’t be older than sixteen or seventeen, yet he possessed such monstrous strength?

"Brother, you’re incredible!"

"With power like yours, no one in the Northern Domain Grand Competition stands a chance against you."

This wasn’t empty flattery—Wang Keming genuinely believed it.

Given Chen Yunxuan’s age and strength, he couldn’t imagine any other young talent in the Northern Domain matching him.

This was a fourth-tier demonic beast. To kill it in one punch meant he had combat power at least at the peak of the Transcendent Realm’s ninth level.

Was there anyone among the younger generation in the Northern Domain who had reached the Divine Ability Realm?

No. Absolutely not.

"Scram."

Chen Yunxuan’s icy gaze swept over Wang Keming and his companions, sending them fleeing in terror.

"W-why let them go? They got my sister killed! Why not execute them?"

"Those three are scum!" Zhang Wenyuan demanded, confused.

"They wronged you, not me. If you want them dead, do it yourself."

Chen Yunxuan gave him a sidelong glance before vanishing in a flash.

"Kid, he’s right. Wang Keming didn’t offend us or scheme against us."

"Why should we kill them?"

"The grudge is yours. Get stronger and take your revenge personally."

"Oh, and your sister isn’t dead."

Not dead?

His sister was still alive?

Know-It-All’s words brought a surge of joy to Zhang Wenyuan’s face. The next moment, Chen Yunxuan reappeared, carrying an unconscious Zhang Wenqian.

"Go home. This isn’t a place for you."

"Consider this a lesson."

"Know your limits." Chen Yunxuan said calmly.

"Thank you, benefactor."

"I’ve seen the gap between myself and true power now."

"Kind benefactor, may I ask for your esteemed name? The grace you've shown me today shall surely be repaid in the future," Zhang Wenyuan said with deep gratitude.

"There's no need. Our paths are unlikely to cross again," Chen Yunxuan replied indifferently.

"I beg you to grant me this wish."

"Very well."

"My name is... Chen Yunxuan!"

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