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The Emperor Butterfly had also returned to the withered branches of the ancient trees to meditate. After a day's worth of flying, the speed at which he flew was extremely fast and he had consumed quite a bit of energy.

As time passed, the valley became quiet. Only the roars of beasts could be heard echoing in the distance.

"Hualala …"

In the air, a few ferocious bird spread their wings and quietly occupied the ground. Sharp malignant pupil stared at the canyon.

"Rustle …"

Not long after, rustling sounds came from outside the canyon.

Du Shaomu, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

Xiaohu didn't feel anything and continued to cultivate.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Soon, a dozen figures appeared in the gorge.

Under the dim starlight, the eyes of numerous figures flickered. Their bodies were filled with a sharp bloody aura and they were skillfully surrounding Du Shaomu and Xiaohu.

In the front was a well-built middle-aged man. His nose was like an eagle's beak and his eyes were sharp. He swept a glance at Du Shaomu and Xiaohu. He then sniffed the nearby smell and asked, "What's the smell of meat? Two kids, where are the others?"

Xiaohu woke up from his stupor and looked at the dozens of people. Feeling the bloody aura coming from them, he immediately rushed to Du Shaomu's side.

"What do you want?"

Du Shaomu glanced at the dozen people.

"Brat, you're quite bold!"

Seeing Du Shaomu's expression, some people were surprised. Their eyes became curious and a little more stern.

"Where did this brat come from? He's actually so audacious even in Ten Thousand Beast Mountain. I'm afraid he's a flower that grew up in a greenhouse."

"I think it's necessary to teach this brat a lesson on how to conduct himself."

Instantly, the crowd roared with laughter, as they completely didn't place these two youths in front of them in their eyes.

Xiaohu was a little nervous, but this situation was much better than the past few days.

"If you have nothing to do, then just leave. No matter how far you go, do not bother me again."

Du Shaomu looked at the group of people and said. Among the group of cultivation, the strongest one was only at the peak of the ninth stage of Martial General Stage.

He guessed that it was a mercenary group and a group of adventurers who were following the smoke and fire. He thought that they might have gotten something.

Hearing Du Shaomu's words, the group of people couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

It was difficult for them to imagine how these two youths would dare be so arrogant before them.

"Kid, do you know who we are?"

The expression of the middle-aged man in the lead suddenly darkened. His originally sharp eyes became a bit more severe.

Their group was on their way back, and some of the demonic beast that were trying to find their way sensed the commotion, thinking that they would gain something.

Who knew that there were only two youths that were about half of their age? They probably didn't have anything on them, so their trip was wasted.

However, looking at how arrogant this youth was, this strong middle-aged man was not a fool. Every day, he would lick his own blood on the edge of a blade.

The middle-aged man's gaze also swept the area, checking to see if there were others present. Would this young man's elder be present? Otherwise, how would this young man dare to be so arrogant?

"Scram, my patience is limited!"

Du Shaomu was not interested in knowing the identity of this group of people. In this kind of place, there were too many people who wanted to kill someone for their treasure.

"This brat is too arrogant. Who knows what kind of power he might have on him?"

Some people brandished their sabers. Their eyes were cold and filled with greed.

This kind of youth with a temper that wasn't small, was most likely a disciple of some large sect. Since he was young, he had always been so arrogant and proud, not knowing how high the heavens were or how dangerous Ten Thousand Beast Mountain were.

But this kind of youth might have valuable treasures on him.

"Brat, you're courting death!"

The leading middle-aged man finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He didn't see anyone else in the canyon, a young man dared to be arrogant in front of him, and he had never encountered anything like this before.

"Since all of you are looking to die, I'll grant you your wish."

Du Shaomu's gaze turned cold and a wave of killing intent surged out. Instead of retreating, he advanced and directly punched the former's claw.

"Bam!"

A muffled sound could be heard as the middle-aged man's claw shattered into pieces. The sound of bones breaking could be heard, and the man screamed as he was sent flying.

"Boss …"

The faces of more than ten people changed drastically. They thought that once their leader made his move, the youth would undoubtedly die. Who would have thought that this would happen?

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A few of them managed to catch hold of the middle-aged man, but they were all sent flying by a huge force and even the bones in their bodies were pushed back.

That terrifying power was beyond their imagination. They all spat out mouthfuls of blood, and their eyes were filled with shock. They realized just how strong this youth in front of them was.

"Not good, our target is dead! Retreat!"

The remaining people were already panicking, and their eyes were all filled with astonishment. They immediately fled, not daring to stay any longer.

Even their leader wasn't a match for him, so they could only imagine.

"Swish! Swish!"

Finger prints flew out like lightning.

Du Shaomu did not show mercy, in case there were unnecessary trouble.

Based on Du Shaomu's current strength, a dozen Martial General Stage s were not difficult at all.

In the night, a few ferocious bird were startled and immediately left.

"Whooosh."

Xiaohu gasped on the side.

Xiaohu had learned a lot these days. He also knew that once this seemingly harmless boy started fighting, he would do it cleanly and without any delay. It had a great impact on his small heart.

Emperor Butterfly, who was far away, had long felt this movement. Seeing that his master was making a move, he was too lazy to make a move and continued to meditate.1

Du Shaomu took out the Spatial Storage Bag from the group and peeked around. However, he did not find anything useful, so he put it into his pocket and said to Xiaohu: "Let's continue resting. We still have to leave tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

Xiaohu nodded. He had gotten used to this in the past ten days.

"… …"

"Goo …"

Under the night sky, several ferocious bird swooped down, charging into the dense forest.

In the dense forest, there was a wide sandy terrain. Many figures were sitting cross-legged, meditating and adjusting their breathing.

He could vaguely sense that each of them was filled with a bloody and sharp aura. None of them were kind people.

There was a gray tent in the middle with a black skull embroidered on it.

On the skull were nine blood-red blades, fanning out behind the black skull like a fan. Fresh blood flowed from the tip of the skull, giving it a terrifying appearance.

Several ferocious bird descended and cried out, jolting many people awake.

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