The wild elf wore clothes woven from magical leaves, dirty and covered in scars.

Five demons were injured, with five more lying on the ground.

One of the wild elves was too weak to fight and was bandaging themselves.

Zhou Leng originally wanted to ask the wild elves about the situation here and probe his own identity in the Blood Hunt.

So, he spoke in Tree-man language, "I am a human martial artist, accidentally entered this place. Humans and demons are mortal enemies, and... we have always been peaceful with the Elf World."

The wild elf who was too weak to fight looked delighted and shouted, "Please, human martial artist, assist us."

The other six wild elves gave Zhou Leng a look, expressionless, and continued to fight.

Zhou Leng rushed forward immediately, slightly holding back his power.

In a short time, with Zhou Leng's help, they joined forces to kill all the demons.

A wild elf quickly stepped forward and took away the only Magic Spirit Bag.

Zhou Leng's expression remained calm.

None of the wild elves put away their weapons, including the one who had just finished bandaging, who also picked up a curved knife.

The leading elf looked at Zhou Leng warily and said, "I have two questions for you."

"Please ask." Zhou Leng could roughly understand and looked at her.

This leading wild elf was far taller than the other elves, with fair skin, extremely beautiful.

Her aura was also extremely strong, not inferior to an ordinary Blood Shocking Innate.

"First, why did you deliver the final blow to one of the demons instead of leaving it to us? Second, why should we believe you?"

"Hm?" Zhou Leng squinted and remembered Vigorous Root's evaluation of wild elves, also recalling some online comments he had seen before.

People from the Dragon Country have always been known as a land of etiquette, indeed there are bad people, but most people in the Dragon Country are relatively kind.

The reason is simple, Dragon Country society values stability, the military and civilians of Dragon Country strive hard to fight demons, the frequency of attacks by the Demon Worship Sect or demons on the cities and the casualties are far fewer than in most countries.

Apart from a few countries, most countries frequently encounter demon attacks, as do most alien races, who live in constant fear, naturally very wary.

As an ordinary person from the Dragon Country, upon encountering other non-hostile alien races, the first reaction is to show goodwill.

The first reaction of wild elves is to show hostility.

Zhou Leng said indifferently, "What do you mean by this?"

The tall leading wild elf lifted her chin and said coldly, "We will use magic to bind your hands, from then on, you will scout the way ahead, and then we will trust you."

"What if I refuse?"

"All demons deserve to die." The wild elves raised their weapons.

Zhou Leng sighed softly, he actually anticipated this result before acting, but still wanted to try.

Now, he fully understood.

Though the Tree-men are conservative and have their flaws, they have the best temperament among the Ten Realms.

Even Vigorous Root could become good friends with giant insect Xiaoyong, yet kept criticizing wild elves, showing just how infamous wild elves are.

Moreover, humans have only established diplomatic relations with the Tree-man Race, and not with wild elves.

The Ten Realms is a battlefield.

Every being is a warrior.

If not an ally, then an enemy.

Zhou Leng said, "We have an ancient saying in the Dragon Country, which goes 'Do not say it was not forewarned.' It means, I have already warned you, when I make a move, don't say I didn't tell you."

"Dare to threaten noble elves, kill him! Ugh..."

Zhou Leng appeared like a phantom in front of the Silver Lake princess, grabbing her by the neck, lifting her up.

With a forceful squeeze, a crisp sound was heard, her neck was crushed, blood and flesh splattered.

Blood flowed down Zhou Leng's hand to his arm.

The body split in two, falling to the ground.

The wild elves were stunned, the Silver Lake tribe's princess, the first beauty of the elf race, the first genius and leader of the younger generation, just died like this?

Zhou Leng, as fierce as a beast, continued to attack.

Amidst the wild elves' screams, Zhou Leng tore their limbs apart, throwing them aside.

The six wild elves lay on the ground like wooden planks, terrified.

"Why do you always fail to understand human language..." Zhou Leng said, activating the translation function on the Demonized Watch.

"Now, tell me the relevant procedures and details of the Blood Hunt, speak slowly, I need to translate." Zhou Leng said.

The wild elves honestly narrated, and the Demonized Watch translated.

"Slower, slower, the translation speed can't keep up." Zhou Leng said, as the translation function was not convenient in daily conversations.

The wild elves slowed their speech.

"The Blood Hunt is a trial conducted by the elf race to select outstanding candidates among the Holy Domain-level elves..."

"It's divided into lower-rank, middle-rank, upper-rank, and high tier, four levels..."

"This is a lower-rank Blood Hunt."

"The elders will capture some lower-rank giant insects and demons of corresponding realms, releasing them into the hunting ground..."

"Unfortunately, the hunting ground has long been in disrepair, occasionally there are oversights, you entered in such a manner."

"Without surprise, you will be classified as an 'unknown creature,' others have also mistakenly entered before and were killed as creatures."

"Once it is over, the remaining creatures and elves will be transported to different places."

"Elves will be transported before the Blood Memory Jade Wall, creatures will be transported to prison."

"And..."

The wild elves shared a lot of information.

Along the way, they encountered a squad of giant insects, Zhou Leng ran over to slaughter them and returned.

The wild elves' gazes became clearer, divulging more information.

Zhou Leng organized all the translated content into a document and quickly reviewed it.

"So, if I'm classified as an unknown creature, I'll not only be sent to prison but also won't receive the blessing of the Divine Artifact?"

"Yes."

"Then tell me, how to solve this problem."

The six wild elves remained silent.

"This matter concerns my life, to save my life, I will pay any cost." Zhou Leng looked at the six wild elves.

The six were silent.

Zhou Leng took out a long spear and drove it into the stomach of a wild elf, slowly twisting.

The screams echoed through the cave, the other wild elves were both shocked and furious.

"Tell me, how to leave safely." Zhou Leng slowly turned the spear.

The wild elf suddenly bit his tongue off and then used his remaining strength to commit suicide, blood streaming from his orifices, dying on the spot.

"Very nice." Zhou Leng pulled out the spear and looked at the other wild elves.

The other wild elves were extremely terrified, but no one spoke.

Zhou Leng thought for a moment, and said, "It seems that this matter involves the secrets of your wild elf race, it's normal not to speak. Since you treat me as a demon, I will act like a demon."

First, collect the spoils on the ground and the Magic Spirit Bag from Silver Lake.

Among seven wild elves, only Silver Lake has it.

Zhou Leng took out a rope and tied the five wild elves who lost their limbs together, dragging them like corpses.

The five wild elves bounced on the ground, rolling and rubbing.

Fortunately, they were innate, their skin could withstand such friction, but once the wounds were bumped, it would cause tremendous pain.

They kept groaning and murmuring.

One wild elf finally couldn't bear it and cursed loudly. Before finishing the sentence, Zhou Leng turned back and stomped on his head.

Like a watermelon hitting the ground, juice splattered everywhere.

The remaining four wild elves were so frightened they dared not speak.

Zhou Leng dragged four living elves and one dead elf forward.

"Whenever you come to your senses and answer me, I promise I won't kill whoever helps me."

The cruel Ten Realms War began, starting from the innate.

Zhou Leng jogged while examining Silver Lake's Magic Spirit Bag.

It contained a large number of elf items.

Exquisitely made and elegantly shaped, they were highly sought-after collectibles in the Ten Realms.

Especially some jewelry and decorative weapons, amazingly beautiful.

The Elf Empire's pursuit of beauty was simply unparalleled.

And then destroyed.

These items had extremely high prices but were worthless.

"Selling these would fetch at least three to four hundred million."

"These elf potions won't be sold."

Zhou Leng thought to himself while examining the elf potions, regrettably unable to recognize them all, planning to seek advice from Vigorous Root once outside.

There were more than a hundred portions of elf potions inside, but given the wild elves' nature, only half could be used, the other half's purpose unknown.

At the bottom of the Magic Spirit Bag, Zhou Leng's face showed a faint smile.

It's said the Tree-man World is rich in star conches, but hadn't encountered them along the way, until now, confirmed.

There were over a thousand star conches left in Silver Lake's Magic Spirit Bag, more than Zhou Leng had accumulated so far.

Among them, about ten star conches were bright and colorful, clearly much stronger than ordinary ones.

With over a thousand star conches, the cultivation speed of the Undying Star Body could increase by at least ten percent.

Stowing the star conches, Zhou Leng continued forward.

The four living wild elves dragged behind occasionally groaned.

Their eyes showed less hatred, replaced increasingly by pain and fear.

In a massive cave, demons and giant insects carried wild elf corpses from all sides, piling them up.

Some demons were building an altar.

"What? A strong human killed many of our demons and giant insects? Go, capture him!"

Silver Lake Dungeon.

On the Blood Record Jade Wall, the name of Silver Lake disappeared.

After a moment of gasps, almost all elves stood up suddenly.

"Where is Silver Lake?"

"My daughter..."

"Sister..."

"How could she just die..."

Wild elves from the young to the grandmaster showed sadness.

It was Silver Lake, the future of the wild elf race.

"It's that unknown demon ranked first! His Blood Record number suddenly skyrocketed!"

Everyone looked at the Blood Record Jade Wall.

First, Unknown Demon, 197.

The wild elves were chilled to the bone.

"Were all demon prisoners checked before entering?"

"All checked, absolutely no hidden strong individuals."

"Which means a powerful demon accidentally entered."

"Trouble is brewing."

"Should we stop the trial?"

"Already started, can't stop."

"No matter what, even if he has sky-reaching means, survive until the end, will be transported to the prison. There, enough to make demon nobles helpless."

"Then we'll be ready to greet him in the prison!"

The wild elves gritted their teeth.

High-tier wild elves didn't curse like normal elves, but their eyes held deepening anger.

In the Flute Forest, an alliance of demons, giant insects, and Demon Worship Sect rapidly advanced.

Giant insects devoured entire forests in their path, leaving no hidden threats.

Mrs. Xiyang, now a Grandmaster, stood atop an Earth Lizard, her figure graceful and heroic, with a little tail behind swaying gently.

This army numbered over three hundred thousand in total.

Destination, Silver Lake Town.

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