Nighttime Laughter

Saving people was one thing; trust was another.

Completely trusting someone after knowing them for only a day was impossible. The students of the remedial class were not that naïve.

After what had happened in Heavenly Demon City, they did not even trust Fan Lang anymore, much less these hunting party members. Even while resting, Yu Jin and the others had remained secretly vigilant, vaguely feeling that there was something suspicious about the hunting party.

The moment the hunting party made a move, Yu Jin and the others attacked almost simultaneously, giving their opponents no chance to launch a sneak attack.

Both sides had laid their cards on the table. All that remained was battle!

"You repay kindness with hatred. You deserve to die! No matter why you attacked us, go to hell!"

Yu Jin shouted, the Acupoints all over his body bursting open. He swung his heavy greatsword, forcibly driving Lei Da Shan back.

Whoosh!

Black flames surged across the greatsword. Yu Jin swung it down, and the flames transformed into a black dragon that roared as it charged at Lei Da Shan, blasting him away in one strike.

Lei Da Shan's entire body caught fire. He slid across the ground for some distance before crashing heavily through a large boulder.

Yu Jin rose with his sword dancing, the black dragon coiling around its blade as it writhed beneath the night sky. One man, one sword, one dragon—they traced an arc through the air and dove diagonally toward Lei Da Shan.

With a thunderous boom, the ground was shattered by that strike. When the aftershock faded, Lei Da Shan had already been torn to pieces, his corpse mixed among the rubble while black flames continued to burn.

At another battlefield.

Meng Feihong was also fighting with a sword, but