When Han Shuo reached the area where the Lizardmen lived, the first thing he heard was the deafening sound of battle. Gazing into the distance, he saw Dark Elves everywhere, charging toward the Lizardmen caves in the reddish-brown mountain.
Inside that reddish-brown mountain, the Lizardmen hid in twisting, winding caves, resisting the Dark Elves' attacks with crude weapons. These Dark Elves had clearly come from several families united together, their clothes divided into purple, black, pale green, and several other colors.
There were nearly ten thousand Dark Elves, but only a portion were actually attacking the mountain. More than seven thousand remained outside watching, taking no part in this assault.
Among the Dark Elves were several handsome young men with an air of ancient age that gave even Han Shuo a headache. From their auras, Han Shuo could sense that these handsome, apparently young men were not as young as their appearances suggested.
At the center of those handsome young men stood a purple gauze pavilion. A strange, evil aura, alluring enough to bewitch all living beings, faintly emanated from within. Han Shuo swept his Divine Sense over it to investigate. Unexpectedly, the person inside reacted, sending a wave of aura back along the path of his Divine Sense.
Startled, Han Shuo hurriedly concealed his aura and abandoned the idea of forcing his way straight in. Instead, he used the Earth Armor Zombie to open a secret passage to the center, planning to meet the Lizardmen leader inside before doing anything else.
Han Shuo could sense the power of the person inside the purple gauze pavilion from his aura. Although this person was not as terrifyingly powerful as the Lizard Progenitor King Daxiaxi, she was far stronger than an ordinary human Great Swordmaster or Archmage. After carefully examining that aura,