Silver Lake Moon asked, "What revelation have you heard?"

"It's the revelation of the King of Light, saying we should follow the Prophet to eliminate the foreign enemies."

The rest of the elves looked solemn; after the Elven Empire's defeat years ago, they retreated thousands of miles, becoming food for giant insects.

The King of Light emerged out of nowhere and, in the 'Battle of Dawn,' shot the legendary "Ten Thousand Array Arrows."

One arrow fell like rain, covering hundreds of miles, slaughtering millions of giant insects.

The giant insects were terrified, giving the elves a chance to breathe.

Finally, the King of Light led the remaining troops into the Long Flute Forest and established several underground cities.

"Rise." Zhou Leng said.

The elves rose one after another.

The newly arrived elves looked at the crippled Wild Elves in confusion, one asked, "They..."

A crippled Wild Elf, crying, shouted, "It was the Demon that harmed us, and then the Prophet saved us! It was the Prophet who saved us."

"Yes, it was the Prophet who saved us; we chose to follow the Prophet willingly..."

More crippled elves began to cry; it was hard to tell if it was regret or gratitude.

They realized themselves, the rice was cooked.

Even if they returned to the elf city, the Elders wouldn't abandon a Prophet, who was revealed by the ancestors, for them.

The elves have not had a revelation of a Prophet for thousands of years.

If they opposed the revealed Prophet, the Elders would certainly deal with them for the honor of the elves.

They might be locked in a dark dungeon forever, harsher than death.

The newly arrived Wild Elves were moved to tears.

"This Prophet is truly great, this Demon so cruel, this scene so heartwarming..."

Zhou Leng was almost moved, wondering how in just one day the elves' attitude towards him could change so drastically.

Indeed, as the old saying goes, the barbarians fear might; the tougher you are, the more they fear. Any act of kindness is seen by the barbarians as a weakness, prompting them to rebel at any time.

"Let's go to a vast cavern; if nothing goes wrong, more and more elves will follow," Zhou Leng said.

"Yes!"

The new team set off.

More elves continued to join and merged into the team.

The newly arrived elves were moved, learning the great Prophet had saved so many brothers and sisters.

Although the Wild Elves were full of hostility towards outsiders, their internal relations remained relatively harmonious.

Silver Lake Dungeon, in front of the Blood Mark Jade Wall.

The elves looked puzzled.

First, the Elf Prophet, 1205.

"That unknown Demon turned into the Prophet?"

"Impossible!"

"I understand, the Elf Prophet appeared, killed the unknown Demon, and obtained his blood mark!"

"Yes, that's surely it!"

The elves sighed in relief; this scenario appeared more likely.

"Bless the elves!" some elves prayed softly.

"I just contacted the other hunting grounds; something has gone wrong everywhere, the number of Demons inside has surged, and the casualties are far more severe than the trials before."

"If all four hunting grounds are like this, it's likely the giant insects have found a way to invade the hunting grounds."

"I've just received news that in the first hunting ground, more than half of the elves died in battle. In the other two hunting grounds, a third have fallen, similar to our third hunting ground."

"What?"

The elves were shocked.

"Considering the recent arrival of the Celestial Calamity Envoy, and the large-scale alliance between Demons and giant insects, their goal is now clear."

"The Tree-men reported they discovered a Demon Alliance Army of hundreds of thousands charging into Long Flute Forest, heading straight for our Silver Lake."

"No way."

"What should we do, fight or flee?"

"Flee? How to flee? The hunting grounds are full of our future generation; if we flee, after the blood hunt ends, should we leave them to face the Demon Alliance Army alone?"

"I understand now; it's all the scheme of the Celestial Calamity Envoy. He struck during this blood hunt, leaving us no escape."

"All elves follow orders, quickly prepare, contact all major forces, ready to defend Silver Lake Town. Additionally, a few of the elderly and young will take strategic resources and retreat first, leaving the elves with a spark..."

"At such a time, with a Prophet suddenly appearing, it's surely an ancestor's revelation."

"Yes, after some retreat, seek the Prophet, perhaps he is the hope for our kind's ascendancy."

Blood hunting ground.

An hour after becoming a Prophet, the number of Wild Elves around Zhou Leng ready to fight reached 124.

With so many people, the Demons and giant insects they encountered fled at a glance.

Zhou Leng said, "The time is about up; we can't delay any longer. We will now attack the altar."

The team set off again, just reaching the passage entrance when a large group of Demons and giant insects surged forward.

"There's a human!"

"This is the human who killed many of us!"

"Why are there so many elves?"

"We have quite a number too."

"Kill!"

"Slaughter them all!"

The Demons, always warlike, saw their numbers were at least three times those of the opposition and charged, howling.

Some giant insects climbed the passage walls, speeding up the assault.

"Engage!"

At Zhou Leng's command, a hundred Wild Elves took a combat formation.

Attack spells and arrows flew simultaneously, protective spells enveloped everyone.

Several elves cast protective and enhancement spells on Zhou Leng.

As the Demons and giant insects approached, Zhou Leng was already imbued with over twenty different types of spells.

Giant Power, Bloodthirst Spell, Tree Skin Spell, Battle Clarity, Fearless Will, Deviating Shield, Gale Body, Shield of Light...

Power enhanced by at least 50%.

After many days of cultivation, although Zhou Leng reached the True Liquid Innate stage, his actual strength had long ago reached the peak of Blood Shocking Innate. In terms of physical strength and healing ability, he was already on par with the Bone Forger Innate.

Now, with the support of the elven power, he has fully reached the level of Bone Forger Innate.

Ahead, there were only Demons and giant insects at the True Liquid Innate stage.

Zhou Leng stepped forward, the ground cracked, and with a booming sound, his speed broke through 200 meters per second.

He threw a punch.

His punching power exploded, shattering the nearest Demon into pieces.

His punching power continued, as his arm penetrated the second Demon.

Maintaining his force, his arm continued forward, piercing the abdomen of the third Demon.

One punch piercing through three mountains.

With a shake of his arm, power burst forth, instantly killing the two Demons.

He lifted his leg and kicked straight.

With a bang, the first Demon was kicked into two parts, his right foot landed on the second Demon, and with a booming sound, its chest and abdomen collapsed. The terrifying power crushed its internal organs, blood sprayed from its seven orifices, and it flew backward.

A giant insect charged forward, and Zhou Leng leaped onto the broad, black shell on its back and struck with his palm.

Boom!

The gigantic shell of the beetle, as big as an elephant, suddenly collapsed, like a freshly baked soft bun being pressed down, compressing from four or five meters tall to less than half a meter thick in an instant.

Squish...

The enormous force squeezed the insect's innards, spurting them in all directions.

Leaving behind only a large, dried-out insect corpse like a mattress.

The Demons' attacks or spells that landed on Zhou Leng were all blocked by protective spells.

As if entering a no man's land.

One punch for one, sometimes even two at a time.

Even the hard-shelled giant insects, renowned for their defense, were no exception.

After killing over thirty, his protective spell dissipated due to the concentrated attacks.

Zhou Leng returned to the elf team, waiting for a new spell enhancement, his entire being aglow with brilliance like a War God, once again charging toward the army of Demons.

Around Zhou Leng, there were no comrades.

No one could keep up with his slaughter.

In a short time, Zhou Leng charged three times.

The Demons and insects suddenly realized, where are their comrades?

Out of a mixed force of more than two hundred, only forty-odd Demons remained, over a hundred of them had been killed by Zhou Leng alone.

"Something's wrong! Retreat!"

It was too late, the elves cast vine spells, obstructing layer after layer.

With their movement slowed, all the Demons and insects became targets for the elves and Zhou Leng.

In a short while, they were completely annihilated.

The elves skillfully collected insect juices, gathering the spoils of war.

Occasionally finding an elf corpse, they placed it into the special Magic Spirit Bag for corpses.

Looking at so many spoils, Zhou Leng said, "Apart from what human martial artists can use, the rest of the items will be shared with you, but you must exchange them with High-Energy Shells."

The elves and Tree-men, though they liked Star Conches, mostly used them for decoration.

With constant battles ahead, and even the possible destruction of Silver Lake Town, exchanging them for battle resources was naturally better.

So, the elves took out Star Conches in exchange for battle resources.

Especially several Wild Elves with Magic Spirit Bags, contributing a large number of Star Conches.

Zhou Leng's total Star Conches exceeded 3000.

"Since there are so many Star Conches here, when we return, I'll exchange some with Vigorous Root and the others..."

After tidying up the battlefield, Zhou Leng said, "We have too many people, and the Demons and insects easily escape upon seeing us. So, divide into three groups: front, middle, and rear. The front and rear groups should maintain around ten people, while the rest stay in the middle, ready to support at any time."

The formation slightly adjusted, the group continued forward.

Zhou Leng's team now only consisted of two kinds of elves: those skilled in casting slow and binding control spells, and those who could bestow enhancement spells.

The further they moved forward, the closer they approached the location indicated by their ancestors' revelation.

Before long, they encountered another team of a dozen or so Demons or insects. Zhou Leng had just finished killing them when a second wave of monsters charged forward. Once he had slain them, another group approached...

In this way, they continuously annihilated five monster teams in succession at the same spot.

With the assistance of elven spells, even when the monsters attempted to flee halfway through the battle, they could not escape.

The team continued advancing, with battles becoming increasingly frequent.

Occasionally, when the rearmost team encountered monsters, Zhou Leng would also return to help.

A journey that should have taken half an hour took over two hours.

After finishing another wave of monsters, Zhou Leng glanced at his forearm.

1673.

In just these two hours, Zhou Leng alone had killed four or five hundred monsters.

Zhou Leng asked, "How many monsters were released in each previous blood hunt?"

"Usually, we release monsters at a one-to-one ratio with the Trial Takers, roughly over a thousand monsters."

"If nothing unexpected happens, at least three thousand monsters are released this time."

"It's much more than I imagined," sighed Silver Lake Moon.

"However, there haven't been many recently; it's been over ten minutes since we last encountered new monsters," said Zhou Leng.

"They might be gathering around the altar."

"We're almost there."

Zhou Leng led the group for a few more minutes before quickly retreating upon reaching a bend.

He cautiously peeked, looking into the distance.

In front of them appeared a series of caverns, ending in a wide passage entrance.

Standing on either side of the passage were two groups of Demons.

The passage was short, leading directly to a larger hall.

Inside the hall, Demons and giant insects moved back and forth.

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