In a state of panic, everyone made mistakes and missteps.

There was a bang, followed by a scream from the Light Dragon Envoy.

The bullet lifted the back of his skull, and white brain matter and blood splattered in a chain-like pattern into the air.

At the foot of the mountain, Yan Wuxin blew the smoke from his sniper rifle and laughed coldly.

When it came to martial arts skills, even five Yan Wuxins were no match for the Light Dragon Envoy.

But with his sniper rifle, Yan Wuxin had killed a Great Grandmaster who had moved from Core Formation to God Communicating.

This made the others even more alarmed and disordered.

Chen Yu and Chijin led the charge, desperately rushing towards the Dragon God Cave.

The remaining four or five Dragon God Guards were stunned.

Laura's face was full of shock.

She couldn't imagine that there could be such a terrifying sniper in the world.

Their targets were all God-level masters, after all.

Joseph was dead, the Raptor Mercenaries were defeated and scattered everywhere.

The Silver Poison King and Chijin's group were heavily wounded or dead.

If they couldn't control the Dragon King in time, they would have no chance to turn the tide.

Yang Fei watched as the group desperately fled towards the Dragon God Cave, smiling maliciously.

If these people knew that the one injured wasn't the Dragon King but his sister.

What would their expressions be like?

Suddenly, a question surfaced in Yang Fei's mind.

Did these people not know about the Dragon King's sister?

In Yang Fei's view, An Zichen's martial arts were no less than the Dragon King's.

With this pair of perverted siblings, Dragon Island was well-controlled.

Chen Yu still dared to rebel, was he out of his mind?

"Could it be because of..."

Yang Fei couldn't dare to imagine further.

He couldn't help but touch his blue cloth long shirt, utterly stunned.

However, regardless, Yang Fei had promised the Dragon King not to let Chen Yu disturb him.

Naturally, Yang Fei couldn't let Chen Yu and his people charge into the Dragon God Cave.

Mad Blade had the Mingtang Disciples spread across the mountain foot, forming a perimeter.

Yang Fei led the Three Swords and other Great Owls to chase after Chen Yu's group.

Chen Yu kept urging everyone, and they rushed forward madly.

The distance of two or three kilometers was covered in an instant.

In front of them, under the towering Dragon God Peak, was a winding stone staircase.

The stone steps led upwards, towards a stone platform.

Behind the stone platform was a lava cave entrance.

The cliff face in front of the cave entrance had collapsed, with countless rubble piled up at the entrance.

Chen Yu hadn't expected the Dragon King to seal the cave entrance himself.

His conviction that the Dragon King was terrified and hiding inside grew stronger.

Chen Yu had Chijin prepare the explosives they had earlier and planted them at the cave entrance.

He was ready to blast out a path.

At that moment, the Silver Poison King, who had been squinting his eyes, reached out to stop Chijin.

"Wait, I sense an extremely strong killing intent. Everyone, be careful."

Indeed, not only was the Silver Poison King intimidated by this heavenly killing pressure.

Everyone else felt it as well.

It was as if a great ferocious beast was buried underground, constantly howling and struggling.

The ground emitted a faint tremor, radiating an indescribable ominous aura.

The Turtle Extreme within Yang Fei emitted a mournful roar, warning of immense danger ahead.

Yet the others seemingly felt nothing.

Only Xiao Xuanya and the Three Swords vaguely sensed something amiss.

Yang Fei was astounded.

He couldn't fathom what kind of great master was battling the Dragon King underground with such overwhelming power!

Since there was such an incalculable danger.

Yang Fei stopped everyone, halting the pursuit of Chen Yu's group.

Though everyone was puzzled.

They trusted Yang Fei, so they stayed hidden at a distance, watching what Chen Yu and his men were up to.

Yang Fei held his Barrett Heavy Sniper and advanced to the Dragon God Cave entrance.

At this distance, he was confident he could prevent Chen Yu's group from breaking into the cave.

Bang!

At that moment, there was a dull roar as the large stones blocking the cave entrance all flew out.

It seemed like they were blasted by powerful explosives.

A figure flew out and landed on the stone steps.

Several of the stone steps cracked and sunk.

This person's form punched a hole in the ground.

This stunned everyone.

No one had expected someone to fly out of the Dragon God Cave like this.

Yang Fei had foreseen this, yet his heart was still pounding.

He stared at the person on the ground.

This person wore a bright yellow robe, with delicate features that were almost perfect.

It was none other than the Lord Dragon King he had just met in the cave.

Blood gushed from the Dragon King's mouth, his face pale, severely injured.

Yang Fei shouted, "Hey, buddy, you okay?"

The Dragon King turned around and managed a weak smile.

His voice was low, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"You need to leave now, Poseidon is in the cave. He's a madman!"

Chen Yu and his group were both excited and terrified.

Excited that the Dragon King was severely injured.

Yet terrified, who was Poseidon to inflict such grave wounds on the Dragon King?

Yang Fei spat.

"Abandoning a friend and fleeing isn't my style."

"Watch how I deal with this old bastard!"

Crash!

At that moment, amidst the rubble, a hand reached out.

The rubble rustled and shifted.

This hand was exceptionally large and thick, with black nails like daggers.

Its fingers were strong, yet the back of the hand was covered in sparse black hair.

This wasn't a hand but a beast's claw!

As this large hand reached out.

A wild, fierce aura, resembling a primordial behemoth, wafted out.

This unchecked murderous aura didn't feel like the aura of a Core Formation expert.

Rather, it resembled the direct suppression of weaker creatures by a beast with infinite strength.

Everyone trembled in their hearts.

It was as though insignificant ants were encountering an ancient raptor, and they felt helpless.

Yang Fei's entire body began to tremble, not from fear, but from anger and hatred.

There couldn't be a second hand like this in the world.

Half a year ago, Yang Fei had clashed with this raptor-like being.

Three Evil Dragon Soldier Kings from the Evil Dragon Special Combat Team had died at his hands.

Recalling his innocent fallen comrades, Yang Fei's eyes blazed with fury.

Bang!

Amidst the flying rubble, a massive bald head emerged from the pile.

Followed by a resounding crash.

A towering, burly bald man shot into the sky like a cannonball.

His eyebrows hung long and downwards, and his eyes were narrow.

His golden pupils resembled blazing golden flames.

His entire being radiated explosive power.

Yet, what was incomprehensible.

Such a wild, rugged big man had an inexplicably serene expression.

He seemed like a master of classical literature, emanating scholarly elegance.

Yet, upon closer inspection, one would see.

The bald strong man's aura of wisdom and intellect wasn't from literary knowledge.

It came from the accumulation of years.

From his profound understanding of life and the universe over a long time.

With a bang, he landed at the bottom of the stone steps, looking down at the Dragon King.

"You still have time to surrender now. Don't make any needless sacrifices."

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