Hunter? Hunter!

Clear Blue Kingdom, Supreme Purity Sect Mountain Gate.

The sect's protective formation was fully activated, and purple qi soared into the sky, tightly protecting the continuous mountain range.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was oppressive.

True Lord Purple Yang sat in the main seat, his face withered and his eyes bloodshot. Below him, six Nascent Soul, including Tongming and Fang Yi, stood on either side, each with a solemn expression.

"Pass down the order."

"From this day forward, all elders at the Golden Core and above, as well as all the major sects and Aristocratic Clan under their jurisdiction, shall remain secluded. Upon encountering Demon Race, they shall give way."

"Sect Leader!"

"That Shi Jian has only just Nascent Soul Formation, yet he dares to be so arrogant!"

"He released over a hundred Foundation Establishment bear demons, who slaughtered indiscriminately within the territory of my Clear Blue Kingdom. If we don't intervene, won't the hearts and minds of our subordinate Lineage and Rogue Cultivator be chilled?"

True Lord Purple Yang glanced coldly at Tongming.

"Make a move? What will you use to make a move?"

"Shi Jian blocked the entrance to the secret realm, swallowing a hundred members of the Righteous Qi Gate alive right in front of us. He's trying to force us to make a move!"

In his fury, True Lord Purple Yang slammed his fist on the jade table beside him, practically pointing at Tongming and cursing him:

"You brute, do you think there's no Demon King watching from the shadows?"

"That Shi Jian- Stabilizing Demon Bear is a master strategist. He deliberately lured us out of the sect, determined to scheme against us Nascent Soul."

"The three realms of the Demon Race have already secretly communicated, and look at our Human Race!"

"The conflicts between the four kingdoms have been long-standing. When our lives are at stake, see if they will intervene, especially those hypocrites from Grand Purity. They all appear virtuous, but in reality, they are scheming for their own selfish interests at every turn."

"They used to call us 'scaled and horned beings' all the time, and look at them now! They act like turtles in everything, watching the Demon Race scheme against us Human Race!"

"If the Grand Purity Indestructibility, the Xuanling Human Race will surely suffer calamity."

"Just bear with it."

"If Shi Jian wants to use Foundation Establishment to train his troops, then let those Foundation Establishment Realm fight."

"My Human Race has hundreds of millions of cultivators. What does it matter if a few Foundation Establishment cultivators die? As long as our lineage Indestructibility, there will always be a day of reckoning. The death of a few hundred Foundation Establishment is nothing more than a drop in the ocean compared to my rule."

The hall fell silent once more.

All the Nascent Soul remained silent; this was already a tacit understanding.

Instead of directly initiating a battle at the Nascent Soul stage, Shi Jian laid out a path for a bloody hunt at the Foundation Establishment.

The Human Race's leadership, due to various mutual suspicions, chose to compromise.

Clear Blue Kingdom, Yuan Province.

The Lieyang blazed down, and waves of heat rolled in.

A hundred feet in the air, a spirit boat is speeding desperately.

On the spirit boat, dozens of Human Race cultivators dressed in green robes, their faces pale, frantically poured spiritual power into the control core.

"Faster! Faster!"

"The Supreme Purity Sect's reception point is just ahead!" roared a man in the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, veins bulging on his forehead.

Boom!

A thick bolt of lightning shot into the sky from the mountains below, striking the bottom of the spirit boat precisely.

The shield shattered like paper, and the spirit boat broke in two, burning as it plummeted to the ground.

Amidst the flying wood chips and firelight, a giant purple-furred bear, over ten feet tall, stood in mid-air, its Dark Gold eyes filled with bloodthirsty cruelty.

"Run? My ' Azure Lightning Fierce Profound Qi ' depends entirely on your heads!" Lightning Bear grinned, revealing his gleaming white fangs.

This bear, named Lei Qiong, is a top-tier member of the Lightning Bear Line, at the peak of level four.

"Demon, prepare to die!" Knowing he had no hope of escape, the burly man roared and summoned his flying sword, aiming straight for Lei Qiong's face.

"Too slow."

Lei Qiong neither dodged nor evaded, letting the flying sword pierce the fur on his chest, exploding into a ball of sparks, but unable to harm him in the slightest.

He suddenly extended his bear claws and grabbed the old man by the neck.

The lightning surged down his arm and into the burly man's body.

"Ugh!"

The burly man screamed in agony as his meridians instantly carbonized. Lei Qiong twisted the head again, ripping it off and skillfully hanging it on the leather rope around his waist.

More than a dozen bloody human heads were already hanging densely from that leather rope.

Below, the cultivators who had fallen into the forest fled in despair. Lei Qiong laughed wildly, transformed into a bolt of lightning, and pounced down like a tiger among sheep.

Blood stained the land of Cloud Province red.

Profound Truth Kingdom, Transformation Province.

A third-tier spirit mine under the jurisdiction of the One Qi Dao Gate.

The fighting here was equally fierce, but the situation was completely different.

Three level-three Frost Snow Giant Bear were surrounded at the mine entrance by more than a dozen Human Race Foundation Establishment. Sword Qi crisscrossed, talismans filled the sky, and colorful Law Technique light illuminated the mine as bright as day.

"Kill these beasts! The sect has decreed that whoever slays a Foundation Establishment bear demon will be rewarded with five thousand Spirit Stone and will have the opportunity to become a disciple of True Person Immortal!"

A Human Race swordsman, his eyes bloodshot, charged forward fearlessly.

"Roar!"

A Frost and Snow Bear smashed the swordsman's head, but then three flying swords pierced its abdomen, releasing a chilling aura.

"Fight them!" another Frost Snow Giant Bear roared madly, its ice armor shattering and transforming into countless ice spikes that shot out in all directions.

Pfft! Pfft!

Several Human Race cultivators were pierced by ice spikes and died on the spot.

However, more cultivators stepped up to fill the gap. The Demon Race was not invincible. When faced with the threat of losing high-level combat power and their own survival, the Human Race also displayed terrifying resilience.

Driven by a fortuitous opportunity and the will to survive, they followed one after another.

Half an hour later.

The three-headed Frost and Snow Bear crashed to the ground, torn to pieces by a flurry of swords, while the Human Race also paid the price of seven dead.

"Cut off the bear's head and go to the sect to claim your reward!" The surviving cultivator gasped for breath, his eyes filled with the fervor of someone who had survived a calamity.

High in the clouds.

Shi Pan sat cross-legged on a cloud, holding a Primordial Spirit that emitted a faint spiritual light in his hand.

That was the Primordial Spirit of a Early Golden Core cultivator from the Profound Truth Kingdom. Half an hour ago, this Golden Core cultivator attempted to secretly kill those Frost and Snow Bear, but his physical body was shattered by Shi Pan's slap.

The various changes in recent years have given Shi Pan a lot of fortuitous opportunity. Now he has entered the Golden Core Middle Stage, and dealing with an early-stage Golden Core cultivator is a piece of cake for him.

"Click."

Shi Pan stuffed the Primordial Spirit and Golden Core into his mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed them.

"Three are dead." Shi Pan looked at Shi Yin beside him, his tone calm.

Shi Yin was surrounded by a chilling aura, his face expressionless as he looked down at the Human Race territory below.

"It's just survival of the fittest."

Shi Yin coldly said, "If you can't even handle a few Human Race of the same level, you deserve to die. The Ancestor wants geniuses, not trash."

Shi Pan grinned. "In the past two weeks, over a hundred cubs went out, more than twenty died, but we also brought back over a hundred human heads."

"Those few kids from the Lightning Bear Line went berserk for that wisp of heaven and Heaven and Earth Qi."

"Is there still no movement from the Grand Purity Sect?" Shi Yin asked.

"That old bastard Qingxuan is very cunning, he's hiding in the shadows, but a few of his young lads have already gotten close to the borders of the Grand Purity Sect."

Shi Pan stroked his chin. "Hopefully, the Grand Purity Sect can give us some surprises."

The border of the Wei Kingdom and the Grand Purity Sect.

In a desolate canyon, pebbles were scattered everywhere.

A level four Dark Gold bear named Jin Kuang was currently trampling a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Grand Purity Sect under its feet.

The Dark Gold claws easily tore through the cultivator's protective aura.

"Grand Purity Sect? Nothing special!" Jin Kuang snorted contemptuously, raising his sharp claws to claim the head.

At that very moment.

A faint sword light silently pierced out from the void.

There were no fluctuations of spiritual energy, no sound of air being torn apart, but it carried a chilling murderous intent. Jin Kuang's hair stood on end, and his Demon Beast instincts made him instinctively pounce to the left.

Laugh!

The sword flashed, slicing away a large chunk of flesh from Jin Kuang's right shoulder. A deep sword wound was left on his Dark Gold bones, which were as hard as refined steel, and blood gushed out...

"Who?!"

Jin Kuang furiously, unleashing a burst of Dark Gold Demon Power that shattered the surrounding rocks.

In the shadows of the canyon.

A young man with an ordinary face, dressed in a gray Daoist robe from the Grand Purity Sect, slowly walked out, holding a rusty iron sword in his hand, his steps unhurried.

"The Golden Bear of the Dark Gold Line?"

"Perfect timing, I'm missing a bearskin robe." The young man's voice was hoarse, carrying an aura of death.

Jin Kuang stared intently at the young man.

This young man's cultivation had reached the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, but the sword intent emanating from him was terrifyingly solid, faintly displaying the aura of the False Core Realm.

"Playing tricks!"

With a roar, Jin Kuang transformed into a streak of Dark Gold light and pounced forward. Its sharp claws tore through the air, creating a piercing sonic boom.

The young man raised his iron sword.

There were no fancy moves, just a simple, unremarkable thrust forward.

When!

The iron sword struck precisely at the center of Jin Kuang's claws.

An overwhelming force surged forth, forcing Jin Kuang Kuang's massive body to a halt and causing him to slide backward several feet.

"This power..." A hint of horror flashed in Jin Kuang's eyes.

Without pausing, the young man flicked his wrist, and the iron sword transformed into dozens of gray sword shadows, instantly enveloping Jin Kuang.

Each sword shadow carried an aura of Decay and death.