Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

The Bloodbat Dragon desperately launched repeated attacks, its claws and tail lashing out wildly. Occasionally, one of its attacks would break through the gun's shadow and slam into Dean's body.

However, more often than not, these attacks were firmly defended by the strange armor on Dean's body.

"Even if you, you beast, try to trade injury for injury, how can you possibly outlast my ancestral silver fish scale armor!"

Dean gave a haughty sneer. His robes were torn open, revealing a gleaming, close-fitting suit of armor.

The armor was like real fish scales, with thousands of tiny silver scales pieced together to form a perfect suit of armor.

The Bloodbat Dragon's claws struck the armor, only sending up a series of sparks. The armor remained completely undamaged, providing almost impenetrable protection for Dean.

Dean relentlessly pushed his internal strength to its limits, his spear becoming increasingly ruthless.

"boom!"

Another shot landed with the force of a thunderbolt.

The shot landed precisely at the base of the Earth Blood Bat Dragon's right wing.

"Awooo—!"

The spear pierced through the fleshy wing, and the Bloodbat Dragon finally let out a wail of extreme pain, its massive body beginning to stagger and retreat.

A flicker of fear finally crossed its scarlet eyes.

This alien creature, which once possessed the blood of a true dragon, has now completely lost its will to fight.

It scanned its surroundings, then flapped its injured wing violently, stumbling as it tried to escape towards the opening outside the bronze door.

Dean's gaze was like lightning, and his figure followed it like a shadow, suppressing its movements.

"Trying to run away? I've been preventing you from escaping!"

He snorted coldly, his movements exquisite as he blocked the Blood Bat Dragon's escape, and then delivered another vicious thrust with his spear.

Stab it!

The spear tip easily pierced through the tough skin and plunged deep into the Bloodbat Dragon's spine.

Bloodbat Dragon's skin was torn open, and blood gushed out like a waterfall, making the battle increasingly fierce.

The behemoth, driven to desperation, went completely mad.

It suddenly raised its head and let out a mournful roar, completely different from before.

The sound was no longer a simple sound wave, but seemed to have transformed into an invisible thorn, instantly piercing through the barrier of flesh and directly stabbing into Dean's mental body!

"Buzz—"

Dean felt as if he had been hit hard by a hammer. His vision went black for a moment, and the intense pain made him scream in agony.

"How is that possible?!"

He covered his forehead in disbelief, his body swaying violently in place.

This Earth Blood Bat Dragon is clearly only good at melee combat. Even if it fights back desperately and tries to regain its strength in a final burst of energy, how could it possibly use such a strange method that damages the spirit?

Dean didn't have time to think much; the intense mental pain caused him to momentarily lose his focus.

The Earth Blood Bat Dragon seized this fleeting chance for survival, frantically flapping its riddled wings, howling and groaning, barely managing to lift its heavy body off the ground.

With a deafening roar, its massive body crashed headlong into the semi-circular opening, forcing its way out.

As soon as Bloodbat Dragon rushed out of the bronze gate, it ran into Rox, who had been hiding in the shadows.

Rox had been watching the one-sided battle from afar, wondering whether he should take advantage of the chaos to intervene.

He knew very well that even if he helped the patriarch of the Shudalk family now, the other party would never appreciate it.

Given the greedy nature of large families, once they have the time, they will inevitably take care of him as well.

After all, there must be an extraordinary treasure inside this bronze door, how could they possibly allow others to get involved?

Rox's expression was uncertain, and he was extremely hesitant.

He certainly couldn't help, but if he just watched the Blood Bat Dragon escape, and the Shudalk family came after him, his clumsy hiding method would definitely not be able to hide him anymore.

Just as he was having an internal struggle, a strong wind suddenly arose at the cave entrance.

"Who?! Show yourself!"

With a roar of shock and rage, Dean, enduring the mental pain, emerged from the bronze door like an enraged lion, spear in hand.

His eyes instantly locked onto Rox's retreating figure as he hurriedly turned and fled.

At this moment, Dean no longer cared about chasing after the heavily wounded Bloodbat Dragon that had escaped.

In his weighing of options, he distinguishes between major and minor matters very clearly.

The extraordinary relics and materials on the Earth Blood Bat Dragon are at most just a bonus; the ancient treasure hidden inside this bronze door is the real key to changing the family's fate!

If anyone else were to sneak into this bronze door, even just a fly, they might be able to reap the benefits, which is something he absolutely cannot tolerate.

With that low shout, Rox, feeling guilty, turned pale, his blood surging, and he accelerated his escape into the snowstorm.

"Trying to leave?!"

Dean's eyes flashed with murderous intent. The next moment, he swung his arm in a wide arc, and the heavy bronze spear was thrown out like a bolt of lightning!

boom!

The spear, carrying a terrifying shockwave, precisely blocked Rox's only escape route down the mountain, embedding itself deeply into the hard frozen ground, its butt still trembling violently.

Rox was forced to stop, and in the process of dodging, his body froze in place for a moment before Dean, with a gloomy expression, caught up with him.

"A rat-like creature dares to hide in the shadows and steal food from our Shudalk family?"

Dean stared down at Rox, his voice so cold it seemed like ice crystals could fall out.

Rox gritted his teeth, knowing he had nowhere to retreat. He forced down his fear, turned around, and said bitterly:

"Sir, there may be some misunderstanding between us..."

I'm leaving the snow-capped mountain right now. I swear, I will never try to take advantage of the opportunities here!

He cautiously sized up the imposing man before him and tentatively said:

"You are Dean Shudark of the Shudark family, right?"

Upon hearing this, Dean fixed his narrow and dangerous gaze on Rox.

"You still recognize me? It seems you did know about the treasure here and came prepared."

Rox was so frightened that he shook his head repeatedly and waved his hands, saying:

"I don't know! I really don't know anything!"

"I just saw you use the Aura Slash to come in, Lord Dean, so I just guessed!"

Rox was absolutely telling the truth; he had indeed stumbled upon the place by accident.

However, Dean, who was naturally suspicious and ruthless, could no longer believe this explanation.

Whether the other party knows it or not, only the dead can keep the secret of the Bronze Gate forever.

Dean's expression turned completely cold. He reached out and pulled the bronze spear stuck in the ground back into his hand.

"So you did know after all. In that case, I can't let you live."

Dean gripped his gun and rose, the tip pointing directly at Rox.

Despite Dean's fierce battle with the Blood Bat Dragon, during which his spiritual body suffered a backlash, his eyes still held undisguised contempt for Rox, who was also a second-tier opponent.

He sneered, arrogant, and presumptuous.

That was the absolute arrogance of noble families towards independent cultivators.

"Come here and die!" Dean roared, his voice like rolling thunder.

Rox was thoroughly enraged by this contempt.

He gritted his teeth, his face turning bluish-purple.

He knew that he was doomed to die today. Since begging for mercy was useless, he had no choice but to fight to the death and fight for a way to survive!

"Do you really think the Ocelli family is made of clay?!"

Rox shouted and swiftly drew the blood-stained cross blade from his waist with his right hand, its edge reflecting a chilling light in the wind and snow.

"Since you're pressing me so hard, then let me experience the Shudalk family's ultimate techniques!"

Amidst the wind and snow, the blood energies of two second-tier extraordinary individuals collided violently, instantly igniting a life-or-death struggle to silence witnesses.

Just as tensions were rising outside the bronze gate, and the raging winds caused by the clash of blood and qi were about to tear through the snow.

Further away, behind the bushes, Xilun lay like a cold, lifeless rock, silently lurking in the shadows.

He blinked, his dark, deep eyes flashing with absolute rationality.

He was outside the door when he clearly heard a deafening roar from inside.

Immediately following was a series of dull, violent collision sounds.

Even through the thick snow and wind, he could still feel the violent clash of forces, clearly indicating that two extremely powerful beings were engaged in a life-or-death struggle.

A moment later, the earth trembled, and another extremely shrill roar tore through the night sky.

Immediately, a huge creature with a pair of tattered fleshy wings, its body seemingly bathed in blood-red mist, staggered out of the narrow opening of the bronze door.

The giant beast's scales were shattered, and black blood gushed out; it had clearly suffered extremely fatal injuries.

Xilun squinted slightly in the shadows, carefully discerning the details.

"The monster's physique and skeletal structure actually resemble the Western dragons described in ancient texts..."

He was secretly horrified. Even though this beast was extremely weak at the moment, the pressure of a high-level being ingrained in its bones still caused an instinctive agitation in Xilun's blood and qi.

Xilun slightly moved his stiff body, and hesitated for a moment.

At that moment, he keenly heard the extremely fierce clash of swords and spears coming from the direction of the bronze gate.

"It seems that the middle-aged man from the Shudalk family has already gone to war with Ross's third uncle, Rox, in an attempt to silence him."

Xilun's mind raced, and he instantly grasped the situation.

"A great opportunity!"

His eyes lit up, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Clearly, the middle-aged knight went to great lengths to injure this blood bat, which resembled a Western dragon, in order to kill it and obtain the precious and extraordinary items that had molted from its body.

But now, the middle-aged man was forced to stop his pursuit, entangled with Rox, this tough nut to crack, and clearly unable to break free for quite some time.

The bat-like creature, though an extremely powerful alien species, was now severely injured, its vital signs rapidly deteriorating.

"I'm just lucky to have gotten this incredible wealth."

Without the slightest hesitation, Xilun moved with lightning speed, like a ghost darting through the snowstorm, quietly approaching the bloodstains left by the Blood Bat Dragon and following behind it.

The Earth Blood Bat Dragon continued to let out mournful howls in the wind and snow.

As it desperately flapped its wings, the deep, bone-revealing gunshot wounds on its body were torn apart time and time again.

Scalding hot alien blood splattered in mid-air, then was swept up by the gale and fell to the ground.

The pines and shrubs stained with its blood withered and turned black at a visible speed in the blink of an eye, eventually turning into a pool of sour pus.

"Such domineering corrosive power." Xilun lagged far behind, avoiding the deadly drops of blood.

The Bloodbat Dragon was finally at its last gasp. It flew slower and slower, its body swaying violently in mid-air.

A moment later, it finally exhausted its last bit of strength and fell straight down from the sky like a meteorite.

Boom!

Its massive body crashed heavily into a dense forest halfway up the snow-capped mountain, breaking dozens of thick tree trunks and kicking up clouds of snow dust.

Xilun lowered his center of gravity and ran at top speed through the snow, finally stopping in the forest.

Through the broken branches, he finally spotted the Blood Bat Dragon lying in the huge pit, barely clinging to life.

"roar--!"

Sensing the approach of a living being, the Blood Bat Dragon, though so badly injured that it could not even stand, still raised its proud head and let out a roar full of pressure.

It attempted to scare away the tiny human before it with its roar. Even in its weakened state, its crimson pupils still gleamed with a fierce, arrogant light—the inviolable dignity of a high-ranking bloodline.

"With such serious injuries, you still dare to act arrogantly in front of me?"

Xilun sneered, his face showing no pity whatsoever.

In the cruel city of Saint Laurent, the law of the jungle is the only truth.

He stepped closer without hesitation.

When he was still ten steps away from the behemoth, Xilun suddenly pulled out his incredibly heavy alloy spear.

boom!

The fourth level of the "Great Sea Whale Guiding Technique" was activated with a roar. The extremely powerful energy within Xilun's body surged out without reservation, and the violent blood energy condensed into a tangible blue halo between his arms.

Immediately, he exerted force from his waist, his spine tightened like a great bow, and with a mighty force, he slammed his spear down!

"Die!"

Boom!

At the tip of the spear, the silvery-white energy light condensed to its extreme, like a bolt of lightning, slamming heavily onto the faint blood-red light that the Blood Bat Dragon was desperately trying to maintain.

The two remained locked in a brief standoff, producing a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

"You still dare to resist?"

Xilun snorted coldly, his arm muscles instantly bulged, and his terrifying strength erupted once again.

Crack!

The spear tip pierced through the thin layer of blood-red light with overwhelming force.

Without hesitation, Xilun wielded his spear like a venomous drill, smashing through the Blood Bat Dragon's already shattered breastplates and embedding it deep into its bones.

"Waaah..."

The Bloodbat Dragon let out a painful cry, and its massive body convulsed violently.

With a blank expression, Xilun drew his gun, sending up a trail of hot, black blood.

He looked down and saw that although the creature's internal organs were shattered, its scarlet eyes were still ferocious, staring intently at him, its ferocity undiminished.

"What a tenacious vitality."

With a flick of his wrist, Xilun delivered another vicious thrust.

puff!

The sharp spear tip pierced the Blood Bat Dragon's crimson pupil with unparalleled precision, penetrating straight into its brain.

This ancient creature, possessing the bloodline of a true dragon, finally stiffened, its ferocious eyes losing all expression, and its massive head slammed helplessly into the snow.

Just as it breathed its last.

A faint black thread, visible only to Xilun, slowly emerged from the Blood Bat Dragon's corpse, converging like a serpent and instantly disappearing into Xilun's brow.

Xilun shuddered and closed his eyes tightly.

When he opened his eyes again, a dense stream of pale red data flashed in his dark pupils.

[Talent: Bloodshed]

[Source: Earth Blood Bat Dragon]

【Characteristics: Plunders the essence of living beings, condenses the blood bat's secret patterns, and masters the blood bat's slaughtering power】