This female leader is a little bit stronger

The young general paused and looked over with an unfriendly look.

dong dong dong...

An immense figure emerged from the depths of the forest, its every step causing the ground to shake violently. As it approached, one could see its massive, long tusks, thick snout, and mountain-like bulk. It was a full-grown demonic elephant.

The demon elephant is the unique mount of the demon general!

The young man continued to look up, and as expected, he saw a person on the back of the magic elephant.

A young man wielding a longbow, dressed in a crescent-white brocade robe, but tied with a worn headband, possessed a strikingly beautiful yet cold appearance. A flower-bud-shaped magic seal between his brows emanated a strange, bewitching aura. His red eyes were the color of pure blood, and when he stared at someone, he exuded a sinister and oppressive aura.

"The prey is mine."

Bai Jingze looked down with his red eyes, and his cold voice left no room for doubt.

After saying this, he glanced at the bearded man on the ground and exerted a little force with the hand holding the longbow.

It’s him, Chen Wuyuan!

Chen Wuyuan also saw him, his pupils shrank sharply, revealing strong hatred.

The human race already hates the demons, so it is too normal for Chen Wuyuan's hatred to be seen by other demons.

The young general gripped his sword, his tone unresigned, "It's you again! You've robbed us of so much prey these past few days. Just because you're the son of a demon general, do you think you can be so arrogant? Do you think the hunting grounds we all share are yours alone?"

Bai Jingze had a calm expression as he pulled out a white feather arrow from the quiver and put it on the string.

The arrow pointed at Chen Wuyuan.

With a pull and a release, the white feather arrow shot out and hit the prey's heart.

Watching the target die in an instant, he indifferently withdrew his gaze and glanced at the young general.

"Yeah, what can you do to me?"

The young general was furious, thinking that his father was just a small deputy general of the demon clan, and he really couldn't do anything to the son of this demon general.

"You are so hateful!"

The demons were attacking the human race with all their might, and many second-generation demons followed to gain experience. However, they were restricted by their elders and could not go to the battlefield, so they were bored and built a hunting ground behind the battlefield, and all the prey were captives.

We were having fun until this troublemaker came back!

"Let's go!" The young general led his men away angrily. He would not be interested in entering the hunting ground for a long time!

Bai Jingze glanced at the "corpse" on the ground, kicked the demon elephant with his foot, and left in another direction.

Not long after, the person who had died on the ground suddenly shook, opened his eyes, and gasped for breath.

The arrow stuck in his chest suddenly fell off with the rise and fall of his breathing.

Chen Wuyuan touched himself in surprise and found that the wound on his chest was only a shallow one. It turned out that the arrow that hit him had no arrowhead.

"Is it a coincidence?" he murmured. Then he thought of another possibility and asked suspiciously, "Or did he do it on purpose?"

Chen Wuyuan peeled back his clothes and took a look. The wound was on a vital acupoint of the heart meridian. The precise force of the blow had caused him to feign death. Only someone who was very familiar with the acupuncture points on the body could do this. Bai Jingze was born in Yaowang Valley and was an expert in medicine.

Before he could think about it, he heard a rustling sound. He looked over alertly and saw a large bunch of leaves coming out from the bushes.

"Old Chen!"

"...Zhao Heng?"

Zhao Heng was covered in branches, camouflaged from head to toe. A pair of bright eyes peeked out from the leaves, and with surprise, he said, "Follow me!"

Chen Wuyuan looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he got up and followed him into the bushes.

After walking for a while, they entered a hidden cave.

What surprised Chen Wuyuan was that there were quite a few survivors gathered in the cave.

He had seen all these faces in the prisoner camp.

He looked at Zhao Heng again. After Ning Ye jumped into the Dragon Burial Abyss, the two of them, filled with hatred for the demons, planned to join the righteous coalition and contribute their little bit to the fight against the demons.

But their luck was not very good. When they passed through a small town, they encountered an invasion by the demon army and were captured.

The demons would take away many captives every day for their entertainment. Zhao Heng was taken away first, and Chen Wuyuan once thought that he had lost his brother.

"What's going on?" Chen Wuyuan still had doubts, or rather, he couldn't believe it.

Zhao Heng pulled out a few branches from his head, revealing his face. He smiled and said, "It happened just as you did. The guy named Bai saved us, and he was the one who found this cave. He was faking his own deaths outside, and I was responsible for picking them up."

Chen Wuyuan was silent for a moment, "Why did he do this? He is a demon..."

"Hey, Old Chen, don't be so prejudiced against him. That guy is not a bad person. He and the demons have different minds. I also want to tell you one thing. The sect leader has come out of the Dragon Burial Abyss and is supporting the righteous path. We will see her once we escape!"

"The Sect Master is out?" Chen Wuyuan was overjoyed upon hearing the news, but he also had to face reality. "The hunting grounds are behind the demon army. It would be difficult for us to escape and reunite with the Sect Master."

Zhao Heng waved his hand and sat down on a large protruding rock. "Don't worry about that. The guy surnamed Bai said he would arrange it."

Chen Wuyuan pursed his lips under his beard. Seeing that there was still plenty of space next to him, he sat down next to him, arms folded across his chest, "You don't have any grudges against him at all."

……

Bai Jingze returned to his tent and put down his bow and arrow when he saw the curtain being lifted and a tall figure walked in.

Bai Yuheng was wearing armor and looked majestic. When he saw his son, he was not wearing the golden mask, revealing a handsome and gloomy face with sharp eyebrows, upturned eyes, and thin lips. He looked particularly cold and heartless when he was not smiling.

But he would not show this coldness to his son, so when Bai Yuheng came in, he put away his coldness and acted friendly.

"Did you go to the hunting ground again today?"

It seemed like just a casual question, but his tone was lowered, hiding his displeasure.

Bai Jingze only inherited two points of his facial features. His upturned almond-shaped eyes glanced at his father and then retracted, "They came to you to complain?"

Bai Yuheng walked over to the chair and sat down, resting his palms on his knees. He spoke earnestly, "Your father has told you that the most important thing for you right now is cultivation, not fun. Furthermore, although you are my son, you hold the title of Young Master of the Demonic Generals. Most of the demon disciples in the army are not as capable as you, so you should use this status to build good relationships with them. It's best to start winning their hearts now. When you grow up, they will be willing to serve as your lieutenants and obey your orders."

Bai Jingze twitched his lips and asked, "Didn't father say that he would leave the demon clan after revenge? Why is he considering it so far now?"

Looking at his son's slightly sarcastic sneer, Bai Yuheng sighed helplessly, "Ze'er, you think things are too simple."