Chapter 93

The sound of galloping hooves grew louder from a gravel path, and everyone turned their heads in surprise.

On another diagonal gravel path, five powerful young hunters rode five magnificent steeds, charging recklessly through the crowd of their clansmen.

The riding skills of the five young hunters were astonishing, causing people to marvel. The horses galloped at full speed without touching a single person or knocking over anything, leaping over vegetable baskets and jumping over milk tea stalls, narrowly avoiding collisions at every turn, making their ride through the bustling market no different from a gallop in the open wilderness.

The clansmen behind them all stopped to cheer, "Truly worthy of being disciples of the Heavenly Demon Elite Pavilion, what excellent riding skills!"

With a long neigh, the five young hunters reined in their horses at the side of a gravel path and dismounted. The leading young hunter was tall and muscular, wearing dark leather armor, with a diagonal scar on his face. He looked like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light as he looked at the group of ghost envoys walking from the other side of the road.

It was Urasu and a few friends he had made at the Heavenly Demon Elite Pavilion.

Recently, the Ghost Shadow Clan had issued a challenge to the Heavenly Demon Clan, and the news of the challenge to the Heavenly Demon List had spread among the clansmen. However, the Elder Pavilion had not yet responded, allowing the ghost envoys to become increasingly arrogant. The clansmen were furious, and Urasu and his group of Heavenly Demon Elite Pavilion's battle-soul hunters were all fired up, ready to charge out.

The elders of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion strictly suppressed them, warning all disciples not to act rashly, threatening severe punishment, and assuring them that the Elder Pavilion had its own plans. This finally calmed them down.

However, upon hearing that the ghost envoys would pass through this gravel path today, Urasu could no longer sit still. He gathered a few people and rode here, not to attack the ghost envoys, but at least to see what the one called Blood Shadow Ertu looked like, daring to challenge the young hunters of the Heavenly Demon Clan.

Zhenyuan Duobian, seeing the fiery gaze, was momentarily stunned but quickly regained his haughty demeanor, waving his wide ghost robe and laughing, he passed by Urasu and his group without a care:

"Just a bunch of kids..."

Urasu and his group completely ignored Zhenyuan Duobian. In an instant, their five murderous gazes locked onto the pale-faced young man of the Ghost Shadow Clan. Blood Shadow Ertu's eyes were half-closed, coldly looking straight at Urasu. The air seemed to spark with tension, and the temperature around them seemed to drop by several degrees.

Urasu and his group clenched their fists tightly.

Amidst the murderous stares, the group of ghost envoys slowly walked past, gradually moving away. Blood Shadow Ertu finally coldly withdrew his gaze, lowering his head slightly and continuing forward with the group.

"Ha ha ha..."

Watching the backs of the ghost envoys, Urasu laughed provocatively, "Still the same, do they really think he has three heads and six arms? Challenging the young hunters of the Heavenly Demon Clan? Bah!"

After this insult, the five young men finally vented their anger, and they all burst into laughter.

In the front of the group, the pale-faced young man's body visibly stiffened. Blood Shadow Ertu, with his half-closed eyes, coldly turned to the Foreign Affairs Envoy and asked:

"Foreign Affairs Envoy, are those the elites of your clan's Heavenly Demon Pavilion? The young hunters preparing to compete for the Heavenly Demon List?"

"Exactly."

The Foreign Affairs Envoy answered with a proud smile, remembering the scene three months ago when Urasu successfully summoned the Iron-spined Blue Bear during the sacrificial ceremony, which had caused a frenzy among the clansmen.

Those five young men were all young hunters with battle souls, geniuses who received almost luxurious training at the Heavenly Demon Elite Pavilion. It made the Foreign Affairs Envoy feel good to show the ghost envoys the strength of their clan's young hunters.

"Really weak!"

Blood Shadow Ertu muttered coldly, not even looking back, and continued forward.

The Foreign Affairs Envoy's face immediately changed. Urasu and his group, who were about to leave, heard these two words and instantly flew into a rage. They turned around and shouted loudly:

"Bullshit!"

"You stop right there."

"Can't even speak properly, why don't you say that again?"

In their anger, the young men didn't consider the attitude of the Elder Pavilion or the strict orders of the elders.

Urasu's forehead veins bulged in anger, and the shadow of the Iron-spined Blue Bear on his head became more solid. If Blood Shadow Ertu really stopped, he wouldn't mind giving him a harsh lesson before the Heavenly Demon List competition.

With a light "clang," a blood-red light flashed like a lightning bolt in the dark night, appearing and disappearing in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the world returned to calm, and the blood-red light seemed to remain only in people's memories.

In that split second, Blood Shadow Ertu had already used the Shadow Stealth Technique, drawn his sword, and sheathed it again.

The blood-red sword was sheathed by the pale-faced young man, and Blood Shadow Ertu stood there as if he had never moved.

With a "splash," the horse Urasu was leading burst open from the middle, blood spraying out, and the two halves of the body fell to the sides, almost crushing Urasu.

Urasu jumped back, his face turning pale with fear. A chill ran down his spine, his hair stood on end, and his scalp felt like it was about to explode.

"How... how could this be?"

The other four also changed color.

The Ghost Shadow Clan's stealth technique could make that terrifying pale face appear in front of them in an instant, leaving them no chance to dodge. What kind of ghostly technique was this?

Thinking about facing this opponent on the stage, Urasu felt a bucket of cold water poured over his head, and he was suddenly filled with fear, his body trembling uncontrollably.

From that single strike, Urasu could feel Blood Shadow Ertu's true strength, which was definitely around the 800th level, just a step away from the top-tier hunters. He was a peak young hunter like Iron Pi Tao, far beyond Urasu's reach.

Even more unbelievable was Blood Shadow Ertu's elusive stealth technique. Without more knowledge of stealth techniques, Urasu could be killed in one strike.

Even Iron Pi Tao couldn't kill Urasu in one strike.

Without more knowledge of stealth techniques, even Iron Pi Tao would not fare well against Blood Shadow Ertu.

Urasu was stunned by that single strike.

The Foreign Affairs Envoy's face also turned extremely ugly.

"Ha ha ha..."

Zhenyuan Duobian laughed wildly, looking at the dazed young men and the frightened Foreign Affairs Envoy, and patted Blood Shadow Ertu's shoulder, saying loudly, "Ertu, look what you've done to those kids. Don't be so mischievous next time..."

Zhenyuan Duobian cast a mocking glance at Urasu and his group, leading the way with a mad laugh, secretly sneering:

"Hmph, the Heavenly Demon Clan? Not much to it!"

"Let's go!"

Zhenyuan Duobian had been given a secret order by the Ghost Emperor to probe the limits of the Heavenly Demon Clan's attitude and secretly assess their general strength.

The so-called elite disciples of the Heavenly Demon Clan couldn't even withstand a single strike from them. For days, the Elder Pavilion of the Heavenly Demon Clan had ignored their numerous provocations, which made Zhenyuan Duobian truly feel a sense of arrogance and deep contempt for the Heavenly Demon Clan.

Urasu and his group, seeing Zhenyuan Duobian's contemptuous gaze, were both shocked and angry, their bodies trembling with rage.

They had been humiliated by the little brats, disgracing their entire clan.

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