Bronze Gate Opens

If you can't win, run!

He couldn't see clearly what kind of monster it was, but just from the fact that the monster slammed a claw into the ground and created a deep pit, he felt that he was no match for it.

If you can't win, why not run away? Are you just waiting to die?

He wasn't that stupid; he still wanted to enter that inheritance secret Secret Realm and obtain the Overlord Emperor's inheritance.

He will go back to bring glory to his ancestors, and then lead the entire clan to conquer enemy camps and expand their territory!

Within the thick fog, the Shadow Leopard's amber vertical pupils burned with ferocious flames.

It crouched on the moss-covered boulder, watching the blood-soaked goblin below stumble and flee, letting out a Thunderclap growl.

Roar--

The death of the wolf-shaped Mist Beast earlier had shamed it; it was not a brother.

The two had just returned from their revelry when they discovered the goblin and decided to have a treat.

Unexpectedly, his wolf brother had his neck severed by this goblin.

What a disgrace!

As the overlord of this area, the Shadow Leopard will not tolerate anyone provoking it, nor will it allow any prey to escape from its territory.

"Roar! You little reptile, your life is mine!"

The Shadow Leopard's roar shook the mist.

Its streamlined body and dark purple fur, appearing and disappearing in the mist, resembled a moving small mountain.

Its sharp claws were deeply embedded in the rock, and as the pebbles flew, it shot out like an arrow, its four claws making a piercing sound as they scratched at the pile of decaying leaves.

Kamadis's eardrums were almost shattered by the roar behind him.

He staggered around the rotting, dead wood, the blood seeping from beneath his leather armor rising in eerie white smoke in the mist.

"Mommy's a fan!"

The goblin cursed as he grazed a sharp rock, leaving a thin, bloody scratch on his cheek.

The Shadow Leopard's aura drew ever closer; he could even hear the beast's heavy breathing just three feet behind him.

Suddenly, two dark shadows pierced through the mist.

Kamadis's eyes lit up instantly—there were two hemlock trees growing side by side, their trunks as thick as Giant Python, with a narrow gap between them!

He mustered his last bit of strength and rushed into the crevice of the tree like a pebble launched by a slingshot.

Behind him came the piercing shriek of the Shadow Leopard tearing through the air, the stench of which nearly ripped the hood off his head.

The Shadow Leopard's claws grazed Kamadis's back, carving five half-foot-deep furrows in the ground.

It didn't expect its prey to suddenly change direction, and inertia propelled its massive body forward.

The thick fog obscured its vision, and it was only when a sharp pain exploded in its forehead that it realized it had crashed hard into a hemlock tree.

"Boom!"

The entire hemlock tree trembled violently, and pine needles fell like raindrops.

The Shadow Leopard staggered backward, its amber pupils contracting in agony.

It shook its bleeding forehead, its nostrils filled with the smell of rust, its vision blurred with stars, and even the ground beneath its feet was shaking.

"Bastard!"

"If you've got the guts, don't hide!"

The Shadow Leopard slammed its front paws into the tree trunk, leaving five deep claw marks on the bark that revealed the wood core.

It stared at the panting goblin on the other side of the tree crevice, letting out a low growl like grinding teeth, "Once I catch you, I'll grind your bones to dust!"

It pushed off with its hind legs, trying to get around the trees, but found that both sides were blocked by tangled vines and sharp rocks, making it impossible to pass.

Kamadis leaned against the cold tree trunk, his violently heaving chest almost bursting through his leather armor.

Looking at the Shadow Leopard's furious appearance, he suddenly remembered what the elders of his tribe had said, "Even the fiercest beast will become blind when it is angry."

At this moment, the fog was becoming thicker at a visible speed. He quietly took out the last half bottle of paralysis potion from his waist—it was made by mixing poisonous mushroom juice, and he originally intended to use it on the invincible and powerful enemy.

Now, the leopard has gotten off easy.

Come on!

The goblin suddenly brandished his short blade at the Shadow Leopard defiantly. "Big cat, come and grab me if you dare!"

The Shadow Leopard's pupils suddenly contracted, its anger completely overwhelming its reason.

It let out a deafening roar and pounced on the narrow crevice.

However, it forgot that it was as tall as a person, and the sharp bark of the tree instantly tore through its flesh, leaving it stuck in the crevice and unable to move.

Kamadis splashed some of the paralyzing potion into the eyes of the Shadow Leopard. While the creature let out a painful roar, he threw the rest of the potion into its mouth.

Trapped in the tree crevice, the Shadow Leopard continued to struggle frantically, cursing the little goblin who had humiliated it.

Gradually, the Shadow Leopard's roar turned into a whimper, and its muscles twitched uncontrollably beneath its purple fur.

It struggled to kick its hind legs in vain, its sharp claws scraping against the bark with a screeching sound, but it could not break free from the shackles of the tree crevices.

The paralyzing drug entered its body through its mouth, freezing every inch of its limbs like ice. Its once intimidating amber vertical pupils were now shrouded in a layer of murky mist.

Kamadis the short blade tightly, his palms sweating and his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

He crouched in the pile of decaying leaves, holding his breath as he observed his prey's reaction.

As the Shadow Leopard's forepaws slammed heavily into the ground, unable to lift again, a suppressed cheer escaped from the Goblin Dry-Heart's throat.

Chance!

This was the closest he had ever come to survival since he set foot in the Misty Mist Valley.

"Go to hell!"

With Kamadis used the momentum to push himself up the tree trunk.

His slender body traced a black arc in the mist, his short blade gleaming coldly as he aimed straight for the Shadow Leopard's carotid artery.

The dull thud of metal piercing flesh, mixed with the gushing of hot blood, was exceptionally clear in the silent, Mist Valley.

The Shadow Leopard convulsed violently, its body crashing against the hemlock tree, causing it to tremble. Warm blood rain soaked through Kamadis's leather armor, and the sweet, pungent smell made him want to vomit.

With a final, unwilling whimper, the Shadow Leopard's massive body crashed to the ground.

Kamadis staggered back a few steps, his back slamming heavily against the tree trunk, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest.

Just then, a sharp metallic sound of metal falling to the ground caught his attention.

It was a bronze Token engraved with mysterious runes, lying quietly in a pool of blood, its edges gleaming with a faint blue light.

"The Key to the Overlord Emperor's Legacy..."

Kamadis up the Token with trembling hands, running his fingertips over the uneven, textured surface.

Legend has it that the legacy of Overlord Emperor from ten thousand years ago is hidden deep within the Sea of Clouds Maze, and only the eighty-one keys of Qi can unlock it.

At this moment, the Token in his hand was emitting an aura consistent with the records in ancient books.

Kamadis his head back and laughed, his bloodstained face filled with madness. "Just wait, those who isolated me, rejected me, betrayed me, framed me, and bullied me, when I return with the inheritance, it will be the time for you to pay the price!"

The thick fog billowed and surged, as if in response.

Kamadis hid the Token close to his body, gripped his short blade, and walked toward the depths of the valley.

Hundreds of outstanding individuals from various ethnic groups gathered Bronze Gate.

They stared intently at the gate before them.

Hua Qiang had Hua Xiaoyao in his left arm and Hua Sijun in his right arm, with Peacock King perched on his shoulder.

Hua Sijun's little hands never left the body of the Peacock King, stroking it incessantly.

The Peacock King closed his eyes in pain. He couldn't afford to offend him, so he decided to endure it.

Just then, a Longsword suddenly appeared in the air, and an old, aged voice came from the sword.

"Everyone, when will the Overlord's Secret Realm open...?"