Chapter 22

"Damn it!"

Ye Han was making his way through the jungle, cursing inwardly.

A fifth-stage beast, a formidable existence on par with the third level of the Divine Power Realm, should not appear in the outer regions of the Demon Ridge.

How did it just happen to appear? And the key was that this beast was only targeting him, the one with the strongest blood qi.

Otherwise, Ye Han wouldn't have risked his life to save Nie Yuan and the other two. He wasn't that noble.

"Roar...!"

The Ice Frost Saber-Toothed Tiger's roars grew increasingly frenzied.

The wound on its chest continued to spread as it pursued, blood flowing out and staining its scales and fur.

"This beast will collapse once it runs out of blood," Ye Han speculated inwardly.

Direct confrontation was impossible unless he stepped into the Divine Power Realm himself.

Ye Han didn't want to die. A single claw from the Ice Frost Saber-Toothed Tiger was more terrifying than the martial techniques of some Divine Power Realm experts.

Fortunately, the Ice Frost Saber-Toothed Tiger's aura spread out, intimidating the mountains and ridges. All the beasts and demons along the way retreated, not daring to approach, which saved Ye Han a lot of trouble.

...

Swoosh...!

Suddenly, a piercing sword aura descended from the sky.

Blood stained the ground, and a mournful roar echoed behind Ye Han. The Ice Frost Saber-Toothed Tiger, which had been chasing him madly, stopped instantly and fell to the ground with a loud thud.

He saw the massive body of the Ice Frost Saber-Toothed Tiger rolling not far away, its roars filled with despair and unwillingness, but its aura was rapidly fading.

"What a powerful sword!"

Ye Han was startled, not knowing who had struck, almost instantly killing the Ice Frost Saber-Toothed Tiger with one sword.

"Brother Luo, your sword is truly formidable! The core of this fifth-stage beast is very precious," a gentle voice echoed from the sky.

"This beast core is nothing. In the depths of the Demon Ridge, there should be sixth and seventh-stage beast cores to be found."

Another male voice added, "This beast has reached the fifth stage and can appear in the outer regions, indicating that the demon tide in the Demon Ridge has fully erupted."

These words reached Ye Han's ears, causing his body to tremble, and his gaze became incredibly complex.

He looked up and saw a sky-blue flying cloud leopard flapping its wings in the sky, hovering high above.

On the back of the flying cloud leopard stood a man and a woman.

A bone-chilling light flashed in Ye Han's eyes as he stared intently at the two.

Ye Zixuan!

Luo Tianzheng!

These two scoundrels.

Why were they here?

Time had passed, and Ye Zixuan, with her flowing long robe, exuded an unprecedented noble aura, as if she had undergone a complete transformation.

She was a different person compared to her days in Flame City.

Crack! Crack!

Ye Han's fists clenched tightly, his bones cracking.

His anger and killing intent reached their peak at this moment.

As long as Ye Zixuan lived, Ye Han's heart would never be at peace, and his thoughts would never be clear.

Before Ye Zixuan took the Heavenly Dragon War Bone, the teenage Ye Han had never imagined that anyone could be so malicious and heartless.

Even a dog that had been with him for over a decade would have some affection, but when Ye Zixuan took the war bone and crippled him, she showed no hesitation.

A strong impulse surged, urging Ye Han to act immediately, to tear Ye Zixuan and Luo Tianzheng down from the sky and crush them.

But as the killing intent soared, Ye Han suddenly calmed down.

Even if Ye Zixuan had stepped into the Divine Power Realm, Ye Han was not afraid.

However, Luo Tianzheng was different. He could kill a fifth-stage beast with one sword, indicating that his true realm was at least the seventh level of the Divine Power Realm.

Back in Flame City, Ye Han had no direct experience with the Divine Power Realm. To him, those in the Divine Power Realm were untouchable and invincible. Now he understood that the difference between a first or second level and a seventh or eighth level in the Divine Power Realm was enormous.

Each additional level of divine power significantly enhanced combat strength.

But if he acted now, he wouldn't even know how he would die!

Ye Han's expression changed. After giving the two a fierce glare, he retreated into the depths of the jungle, intending to leave.

"Ye Han?"

At this moment, Ye Zixuan's voice echoed through the sky.

Her seemingly bright and beautiful face suddenly filled with intense hatred and killing intent.

Luo Tianzheng was about to leave on the flying cloud leopard when he heard Ye Zixuan's words, and his gaze sharpened.

Initially, he was stunned, then Luo Tianzheng's face showed a strange expression, seemingly disbelieving that Ye Han would appear alone in such a place.

"Is it this boy?" Luo Tianzheng asked in surprise.

"He entered the Cycle Academy through the qualification from the Flame Sun Academy!"

Ye Zixuan looked down, staring at Ye Han's fleeing figure: "I didn't expect that the waste, Li Kai, couldn't stop him."

"Brother Luo, I want to kill him!"

Ye Zixuan's tone changed, her expression shifting, and killing intent began to spread.

Ye Han and she were mortal enemies, but for Ye Zixuan, Ye Han was also a thorn in her side.

After all, she had taken Ye Han's war bone. Although she was favored by the Cycle Son Feng Wu Liang, and few dared to speak against it, and not many knew about it, now that Ye Han had also come to the Cycle Academy, things were different.

"Then, kill!"

Luo Tianzheng smiled faintly and swung his sword.

From such a distance, a silver-white sword aura pierced through the sky, directly locking onto Ye Han's body.

One sword cut down, destroying everything in its path!

This sword was even more terrifying than the one used against the Ice Frost Saber-Toothed Tiger.

Just one sword could kill Ye Han on the spot!

However, Luo Tianzheng had underestimated Ye Han. In just over ten days, although Ye Han hadn't reached the Divine Power Realm like Ye Zixuan, he was no longer the same.

With a powerful kick, Ye Han's blood qi surged, and he leaped several meters away like a divine ape.

At the moment the sword aura struck, Ye Han avoided the fatal blow.

Even so, the residual sword aura still cut a noticeable wound on his arm, causing it to bleed.

The difference in strength was insurmountable!

In an instant, Ye Han knew he was no match for Luo Tianzheng.

His body moved unpredictably as he darted through the jungle.

Boom!

Another sword aura cut down from above.

Luo Tianzheng and Ye Zixuan stood on the flying cloud leopard, looking down, perfectly capturing Ye Han's movements.

His casual strike, a simple sword aura, brought Ye Han a hellish crisis.

Ye Han was fleeing, but when facing the Ice Frost Saber-Toothed Tiger, he had a good chance of survival.

But against Luo Tianzheng, Ye Han felt a sense of despair, as if there was no place to live in the world, almost suffocating.

After dodging three deadly sword auras, Ye Han gritted his teeth and ran toward the depths of the Demon Ridge.

He couldn't afford to hesitate; only by doing this did he have a chance to survive!

Facing the beasts and demons, there was still a glimmer of hope, but against the powerful Luo Tianzheng, Ye Han had no chance of winning.

If he fled toward the exit of the Demon Ridge, it would be like digging his own grave, with a predetermined end.