"I never thought you, of all people, would have some sense of morality, allowing other demonic beasts to dwell in your territory?" Wang Zhan squinted at Xuan Lang before him.

"You're mistaken." While launching attacks against the group, Xuan Lang calmly explained, "The only reason I didn't get rid of these demonic beasts is to cultivate them. I raise them, step by step, then absorb their cultivation to enhance my own strength."

Upon hearing these words, a chill ran down everyone's spine.

With an indifferent look on his face, Xuan Lang continued, "Didn't your companions just tell you about me? Over the years, I've managed to survive only by being elusive. I owe it all to my own good fortune. These demonic creatures are not fond of me, and you humans are always in hot pursuit. So why should I care about these beasts?"

"Over the years, I've come to understand something. To rise above others, one needs sufficient strength and the power to crush them."

"Otherwise, one will always be a pawn in others' hands, unable to stir up any significant turmoil."

Wang Zhan gave him a cold glance and said scornfully, "Even if you possess the utmost power, what of it? You will never be able to understand others' feelings or comprehend what love is. Even if you live for a thousand, ten thousand years, or even just one more year, you're merely a pitiful creature."

"Impossible." Xuan Lang shook his head, his attacks becoming more chaotic.

"How could I be pathetic? My strength is unparalleled in this domain. Even those old geezers hiding in the city are no match for me. No one in this plane stands above me. Once I make my move, everyone will bow down to me. You are the ones who are pathetic."

Wang Zhan just shook his head and laughed. "The one who is grossly mistaken is you. So what if you kill everyone in this plane?"

"The biggest difference between us is that you're always fighting alone, while I have so many companions by my side. You can see their strength is far less than yours or mine, yet they bravely fight you for my sake. What does that signify?"

"That is emotional connection—something you'll never acquire."

Xuan Lang hesitated for a moment, which created an opportunity for Han Junxiong and the others.

Everyone now understood Wang Zhan's intentions. No wonder he hadn't made a move. He knew he was no match for Xuan Lang, so he needed to attack him psychologically instead.

Only by causing a certain degree of psychological damage and distracting him could they find an opportune moment.

Thinking of this, they all took advantage of the moment and launched a joint attack on Xuan Lang.

And in that moment of Xuan Lang's distraction, Wang Zhan lifted his Deep Fire Blade and struck down brutally.

"Fatal One Slash!"

A gigantic blade light fiercely crashed down on Xuan Lang.

With a loud bang, Xuan Lang instantly stepped back. Cracks even began to appear in the armor on his chest.

Everyone exclaimed with excitement, "Who would have thought Brother Wang was so formidable? Just one strike has shaken this big guy's defense!"

"If we continue to fight like this, victory will surely be ours."

Wang Zhan squinted his eyes slightly, a trace of seriousness on his face.

He had just used his most powerful killing move, yet it had caused no significant damage to Xuan Lang. Although real cracks had appeared in Xuan Lang's armor, Wang Zhan knew very well that these cracks were no real hindrance to him. If Xuan Lang counterattacked, it would be challenging for them to even retreat unscathed.

He had to admit, the Xuan Lang before him was by far the most formidable demonic beast he had ever encountered. His strength was immeasurable; even if Hu Xianfeng were here, he likely wouldn't be a match for him.

After a roar, Xuan Lang straightened up. He glanced at the armor on his chest, then fixed his gaze on Wang Zhan. "Impressive, lad! No wonder you were dragging things out with your endless chatter. So, you were planning to ambush me."

"But what can a group of ants like you do, even with an ambush?"

With a sneer, Xuan Lang swung his sleeve. A bright light fell upon the group. Han Junxiong and the others felt a sharp pain in their chests before they could react. The next second, they were all sent flying, landing heavily on the ground.

With just a single move, they had all lost their ability to fight.

Wang Zhan was stunned by the scene before him.

"Foolish humans, truly overestimating your abilities." Xuan Lang slowly walked up to Wang Zhan. He then said calmly, "You're quite talkative, and you even managed to injure me just now. But I have taken a bit of an interest in you. If you are willing to serve me, perhaps we can still be friends."

"After all, I've been here for far too long, and it's getting a bit boring. But since I still can't break through my own level barrier, I'll need to stay here a little longer."

"If you're willing to follow me, with my guidance, I can ensure your power increases rapidly. What do you say?"

Wang Zhan was reminded of Luo Tianhong; he had to admit that Xuan Lang before him was strikingly similar to her in character.

Hadn't she too, constantly tried to recruit him?

It was a pity that Wang Zhan hadn't paid her any mind.

"Kid, have you figured it out yet?"

Xuan Lang, standing nearby, looked at Wang Zhan again. He raised the long spear, aiming it at him, a trace of contempt flickering in his eyes. "Don't waste my time. Make your decision and tell me quickly. I'm giving you three seconds. Otherwise, I'll strike. Not only will you die, but all your companions will too."

Wang Zhan hesitated for a moment. He glanced at the group behind him, then, gripping his Deep Fire Blade tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Just a demonic beast, yet you dream of becoming my friend? That's hilariously absurd."

The next second, to everyone's surprise, Wang Zhan instantly leaped into the air, raising the Deep Fire Blade and slashing fiercely at Xuan Lang.

With one slash, several Fire Dragons immediately rose, encircling Xuan Lang. In the scorching blaze, Xuan Lang's armor began to SIZZLE.

However, Wang Zhan didn't stop his attack and continuously swung the Deep Fire Blade.

For a while, the forest was filled with Fire Light.

Han Junxiong and the others widened their eyes, looking at each other and discussing among themselves.

"I didn't expect Brother Wang to be this powerful. It seems we can completely rely on him to get us out of danger."

"Look at that big guy! He's killed so many demonic beasts. Not only is his power evident, but he must also possess a great many treasures. If we can defeat him, then we won't have to worry about our cultivation stagnating anymore."

However, Han Junxiong remained silent, continuously staring at the two combatants, a premonition of disaster growing within him.

Although Wang Zhan seemed to have the upper hand, Xuan Lang had yet to retaliate. He was also worried about whether Wang Zhan could hold his ground once Xuan Lang launched a counterattack.

Suddenly, a furious roar echoed. A huge white light tore through the sky, plunging towards Wang Zhan. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Wang Zhan quickly raised his Deep Fire Blade to shield himself.

Immediately afterward, a sharp CRACK! echoed. Wang Zhan spat out a mouthful of blood and stumbled back repeatedly before crashing hard onto the ground, creating a huge deep pit beneath him.

Everyone rushed over to Wang Zhan. An eerie red glow began to emanate from his body, and with it, a ripple of massive energy swept out.

Before anyone could react, they felt a sharp pain in their chests. Then, all of them were flung backward, losing consciousness.

Wang Zhan then slowly closed his eyes.

Xuan Lang gradually moved closer to Wang Zhan. "Is this all you've got?"

Wang Zhan was extremely weak. He had even swallowed all the elixirs Hu Xianfeng had prepared for him. However, how could such a massive consumption of cultivation be easily replenished?

Even so, he couldn't muster the slightest bit of strength.

"Since you insist on being stubborn, there's no need for me to waste any more words on you."

After saying this in a cold voice, Xuan Lang swiftly raised his long spear again, aiming a fierce strike at Wang Zhan.

"You, as insignificant as an ant, can just go die."

Am I... really going to die here? Wang Zhan murmured to himself.

A bitter smile touched the corners of his mouth. Over the years, he had constantly teetered on the brink of life and death. It was precisely because of this that his strength had improved considerably. But now, to think it had come to this...

Just as Wang Zhan was succumbing to despair, the red light surrounding his body suddenly converged into a shadow. With the appearance of this shadow, a series of dragon roars echoed from the Sky.

Wang Zhan widened his eyes, staring at the red figure before him, "Who are you?"

The red figure looked at Wang Zhan, chuckled, and then said slowly, "I'm nothing more than a remnant soul dwelling within the Fire Deity Armor. For all these years, I've existed in symbiosis with the armor. It must be fate that led you to obtain the Fire Deity Armor."