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Only then did Zhao Mang and the others snap out of their shock. They roared and burst forth with their full strength, joining Yang Jinshui to besiege Chen Chuan from four directions.

"Brother Chen!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan once again wanted to step forward and help.

"Stay where you are!"

Chen Chuan’s voice came, still carrying a convincing composure.

Zhou Yuan’s footsteps paused. Looking at Chen Chuan, who remained unfazed despite being besieged by four people, he gritted his teeth and chose to believe once more.

However, a storm was brewing in his heart: "One against four... Brother Chen, just who on earth are you?"

"Arrogant! Die! Die! Die!"

Yang Jinshui’s face was distorted. Coordinating with Zhao Mang and the others, flashes of blades, sword shadows, fist winds, and palm prints poured down on Chen Chuan in the center like a violent storm.

Facing the four-man siege, a hint of seriousness finally flashed in Chen Chuan’s eyes.

With a thought, the supreme Bloodline sleeping deep within his body was completely activated.

Buzz!

An indescribably majestic aura suddenly descended!

On the surface of Chen Chuan’s skin, fine and magnificent purple-gold dragon scales emerged at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering his body.

His pupils also turned into cold, pale gold vertical slits, and purple-gold dragon-shaped Qi swirled around him, letting out roars.

His aura surged wildly at this moment, as if a human-shaped True Dragon had awakened.

Roar!

He threw a punch, the wind from it surging and faintly condensing into a blurry purple-gold True Dragon phantom that lunged toward Li Wu, who was directly in front of him.

"No!"

Li Wu was scared out of his wits. He channeled all his spiritual power to block, but the power contained in that True Dragon phantom was far beyond his imagination.

Bang!

His protective spiritual light shattered like paper, and his chest was directly pierced by the fist print, leaving a huge bloody hole.

The terror in his eyes instantly froze as his body slumped to the ground.

A single punch killed a Second Level of the Mountain Sea Realm.

This scene completely broke the courage of Yang Jinshui and the other two.

Looking at Chen Chuan, who was covered in dragon scales and looked like a god of war, their hearts were consumed by boundless fear.

How was this the First Level of the Mountain Sea Realm?

This was clearly a human-shaped Vicious Beast.

"Monster, monster! Run!"

Wang Li screamed and turned to run toward the cave entrance.

Zhao Mang’s face was also deathly pale, his will to fight completely gone.

"Thinking of leaving now? Too late!"

Chen Chuan’s voice was cold, like a death sentence.

He took a step, and his figure appeared like a ghost at the cave entrance, blocking their only way out.

"Mercy! Brother Chen, have mercy!"

Zhao Mang fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowing like a woodpecker:

"We were blind to have offended you. We don’t want the Blazing Sun Fruits anymore, they’re all yours. We only ask that you spare our miserable lives."

Wang Li also followed suit and knelt, tears and snot flowing:

"Yes, yes, it was all Yang Jinshui’s idea, it has nothing to do with us. Please be magnanimous and let us go."

Yang Jinshui looked at his companions kneeling and begging for mercy, his face ashen.

But he knew that begging was useless. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes as he tried to make one last stand, quietly reaching for the dagger at his waist.

Pfft!

A purple-gold fist shadow flashed, and Yang Jinshui’s movement came to an abrupt halt.

His head exploded like a watermelon, red and white matter splattering everywhere.

Chen Chuan didn’t even look at his corpse. He turned his gaze to Zhao Mang and Wang Li, who were kneeling on the ground, his eyes devoid of any pity.

Being merciful to your enemies is being cruel to yourself.

"In your next life, keep your eyes open."

Before his voice faded, the fist shadows flashed again.

Zhao Mang and Wang Li couldn’t even let out a scream before they followed in Li Wu’s footsteps, dying in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, only Chen Chuan and the pale-faced Zhou Yuan remained in the cave.

Looking at the corpses littering the ground and Chen Chuan, whose dragon scales were slowly receding, Zhou Yuan felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He had never seen someone so decisive in killing and so powerful.

Fighting across Realms was like cutting vegetables, and he showed no heart for those begging for mercy.

He was glad, incredibly glad, that he wasn’t part of Yang Jinshui’s group.

Otherwise, he would definitely be one of those lying on the ground right now.

Chen Chuan paid no mind to Zhou Yuan’s fear.

He walked to the Blazing Sun Fruit tree and carefully picked the six bright red fruits one by one.

After doing all this, he walked over to Zhou Yuan and held out one of the Blazing Sun Fruits:

"Brother Zhou Yuan, this is your share."

Zhou Yuan looked at the Blazing Sun Fruit so close at hand and swallowed hard.

But he quickly waved his hands and backed away, his tone full of awe:

"No, no, Brother Chen, I can’t take this."

"If it weren’t for you saving me, I would have already died in the Yellow Springs. How would I dare to covet this object?"

"Besides, if it weren’t for your extraordinary strength, I’m afraid I would also..."

He didn’t finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear.

He was afraid that Chen Chuan was testing him, and he also felt that he didn’t have the face to take the Blazing Sun Fruit.

Chen Chuan saving his life was already a great kindness.

Chen Chuan glanced at him. Seeing that although there was fear in his eyes, his refusal was sincere, he didn’t insist.

He wasn’t a pedantic person. If the other party didn’t want it, he naturally wouldn’t force it.

This Blazing Sun Fruit was a main ingredient for refining Grade Six Medicinal Pills and was worth a fortune.

For him, whether he used it himself or exchanged it for a large amount of Cultivation resources, it was excellent.

"In that case, I will accept it."

Chen Chuan put away the Blazing Sun Fruit.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly cupped his hands:

"I will never forget your life-saving grace, Brother Chen."

"This place is not suitable for staying long. The smell of blood might attract other Demonic Beasts. I will take my leave now."

He now only wanted to leave this place of trouble as quickly as possible, away from Chen Chuan, this god of death, and process today’s events.

Chen Chuan nodded. "Until we meet again."

Zhou Yuan cupped his hands again and then left the cave quickly without looking back.

Watching Zhou Yuan disappear into the light at the cave entrance, Chen Chuan silently collected the spoils of war from the ground.

He picked up the Storage Pouches of Yang Jinshui and his three companions, as well as the Materials from the Earth Tyrant Bear.

After a brief count, the harvest was quite plentiful.

"Yang Jinshui and his group were quite wealthy," Chen Chuan thought to himself. "It’s also time to go and complete the mission assessment."

After packing everything up, Chen Chuan also stepped out of the cave, casting his gaze deeper into the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

The atmosphere there was even more primitive and dangerous.

"Next, it’s time to find a suitable Fifth-Rank Demonic Beast."

His figure flashed and disappeared into the lush ancient forest.

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