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Even if he discovered it, what could he do? He could only watch helplessly as four nails wreathed in black energy pierced through his left shoulder, right abdomen, brow, and chest.

When he finally broke free from this sluggish state, countless vivid memories from the past flashed through his mind.

There is a scene depicting him as the son of the Zhou family patriarch, a once-in-a-century cultivation seed of the Zhou family, entering the Yunhe Sect with the high hopes of his family and father.

There is a scene showing him being valued by Elder Chen Liangdao, the chief elder of the Spirit Beast Peak, and taken in as a personal disciple.

There is a scene depicting him losing to the eldest disciple of the chief elder of Qiyun Peak in the inner sect competition and vowing revenge.

There was also the scene of him being defeated by the two twin fairies of the Jade Sword Sect, and resolving to play with and ravage these two fairies who had once inflicted heavy injuries on him once the Cloud Crane Mountain Range was invaded by the demonic path.

But now, these thoughts, like wisps of smoke, are gradually drifting away and dissipating.

"No! I can't give up yet!"

A loud shout rang out from the silence.

Zhou Ren's eyes were bloodshot, and two streams of blood flowed from his eye sockets. His aura suddenly surged, and his blood and qi churned. The long sword that had fallen to his feet was drawn back into his palm.

On the other side, the two spirit beasts he had released inexplicably let out painful howls, their bodies rapidly deflating like punctured balloons.

Alarm bells immediately rang in Li Shen's mind:

"They're still alive?!"

The moment the thought arose, he did not hesitate to urge the remaining four soul slaves to rush towards Zhou Ren, and then four more blood soul nails condensed in his palm.

He retreated rapidly, mentally preparing for a failed retreat.

"roll!"

Zhou Ren roared and unleashed several sword energies simultaneously.

Although the souls being attacked emitted black energy, it did not slow down the speed at which the soul slaves advanced.

Two snake-shaped soul slaves appeared, one biting his sword-wielding arm, intending to tear off Zhou Ren's entire arm.

One wrapped around his waist and tightened its grip.

The remaining two turtle-crocodile soul slaves bound his feet.

After calming down, Li Shen, who was hiding in the back, realized that Zhou Ren must have used some kind of secret technique to sacrifice his two pet spirit beasts. Although they looked scary, their aura was extremely chaotic and their spiritual power flowed without any order. They were just hanging on by a thread.

After thinking it over, he struck out with his palm, sending four Blood Soul Nails straight toward the opponent's face!

In that instant, Zhou Ren's body, bound by the soul slave, trembled violently. Subconsciously, he still had a tenacious will to survive. Completely disregarding the arm, he desperately twisted his body, trying to dodge Li Shen's attack.

But in the end, it didn't work out.

The spot where he had been severely injured by the two twin fairies of the Jade Sword Sect suddenly erupted with a wisp of icy coldness the moment spiritual energy flowed through it. His spiritual energy was blocked for a moment, and he froze instantly. Four bloody holes appeared on his face, his expression quickly faded, and he completely lost his breath.

Li Shen probed into the body with his divine sense to ensure that it was absolutely dead before he could breathe a sigh of relief. Just as he put away the Soul Slave and the Seven-Colored Python, a tyrannical aura came from the direction of Laoshan!

In less than two breaths, a fox with crimson fur and a body nearly three zhang long appeared before them.

It swallowed most of Zhou Ren's lifeless body in one gulp, as if it were a snack.

Immediately afterwards, its crimson pupils slowly turned downwards, glancing at Li Shen as if looking at an ant, before it sped off towards Yunhe Mountain.

Only after its scent disappeared could Li Shen make a move; his heart was pounding, and his entire back was soaked with sweat.

"The aura of a third-tier demonic beast! Just one glance made my legs feel as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and I couldn't move at all."

Coming to his senses, Li Shen quickly scanned the area and noticed that Zhou Ren's storage bag lay beside one of his legs in the pool of blood.

Li Shen hooked his fingers together and took the long sword and the magical artifact in his hands. Without bothering to clean the bloodstains off them, he set off and left.

As they traveled, several demonic beasts rushed toward Yunhe Mountain.

Li Shen had no choice but to hide temporarily in a large, leafy tree, using a concealment talisman to hide his figure and aura.

Looking down at the various demonic beasts constantly appearing below, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of Yunhe Mountain, and couldn't help but ask in confusion:

"It seems we can't go back for now. This beast tide even included third-tier demonic beasts with Golden Core strength. What exactly did Leng She of the Blood Soul Sect do?"

Li Shen didn't intend to think about it too much. He turned his gaze back to the direction of Laoshan and murmured to himself:

"We can only wait until the three sects intervene to quell the situation before returning to give the Azure Marrow Ginseng to Fei Feng. All the demonic beasts have rushed to Yunhe Mountain, making Laoshan a relatively safe place. Let's find a safe and secluded place to hide first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Shen leaped and darted through the forest like a nimble monkey, his mind searching for a suitable place to hide.

Before long, he arrived at a place with jagged rocks and dense vines.

That is the location of the ancient Daoist cultivator's former residence.

Although the formation in this area had been destroyed by Li Shen, now that he had some knowledge of formations, he could tell from a re-examination of the situation that this place was an excellent place to hide.

The spiritual energy is not thin, and there are few traces of demonic beasts, providing natural cover and making it difficult to detect the formation.

After thinking it over, Li Shen raised his hand and took out the array plates he had in his hand one by one. First, he set up the Spirit Wall Array to protect the entrance of the entire cave. Then he set up the Fire Rain Array and the Three Flames Trapping Array to guard the surrounding area.

Finally, after thoroughly erasing all traces of himself, he exhaled a long breath and disappeared into a crack in the rock wall.

The interior of the stone chamber was cool and shady. Li Shen's back was still damp, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The memory of that giant red-haired fox's glance still lingered in his mind.

That wasn't a warning or a deterrent; it was just a glance from someone looking down at an ant, not even bothering to spare a hint of killing intent.

"A third-tier demonic beast..."

Li Shen repeated it in a low voice, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

There was the joy of surviving a disaster, but also the helplessness caused by the gap in strength.

After letting out a soft sigh, Li Shen stopped thinking about it. He looked around and walked to the spring that he hadn't yet taken away. He sat cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing to recover.

Half an hour later, Li Shen opened his eyes slightly, his condition had returned to normal, and he took out Zhou Ren's blood-stained storage bag.

After pinching a cleansing talisman and removing the bloodstains from it, Li Shen examined it from all sides. Finding nothing amiss, he then probed it with his divine sense.

Li Shen glanced around and raised an eyebrow slightly.

This Zhou Ren, as expected of the personal disciple of the head of the Spirit Beast Peak, truly has a substantial family background.

The spirit stones were piled up into a small mountain, roughly totaling nearly ten thousand.

Besides these, there were also various bottles and jars of pills, roughly twenty bottles in total.

Although not all of them were second-tier pills, there were several types, which were the first time Li Shen had ever seen them in his life.

Although only four talismans remained, Li Shen, who was proficient in the art of talismans, recognized their extraordinary nature at a glance.

The golden talisman at the very top should be the defensive talisman Zhou Ren used earlier.

Li Shen's lips curled slightly as he continued to look behind him.