I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

A powerful force erupted, and the two figures, under the impact of this force, were like fallen leaves blown by a strong wind, and they couldn't help but retreat quickly, until they were hundreds of meters away and barely managed to stabilize their bodies.

The air was filled with interwoven sword intent, and everything around seemed to be still. Only those two figures became the most eye-catching focus in this world.

"escape..."

Looking at the two people in the air and the guy below who was watching them hungrily, the leader's voice was squeezed out from his throat with difficulty, carrying a hint of despair and unwillingness.

The Soul Devouring Clan's operation was about to succeed, but who would have thought that they would be stopped by two teenage boys and a woman.

Could it be that the Soul-Devouring Clan’s chance to regain its footing in the vast continent is gone just like that?

Without any hesitation, the leader's figure instantly turned into a black shadow and rushed backward like an arrow. His speed was so fast that it almost exceeded the limit of what the naked eye could capture.

The wind whistled in his ears, as if even time had been left behind him.

However, just when he thought he had escaped, a cold blade light fell from the sky and slashed towards his body.

His expression changed.

At this critical moment, the leader, relying on his years of experience in life and death fighting, twisted his body in the air and avoided the fatal knife at an incredible angle.

The leader looked up and found several figures standing in front of him.

Although the cultivation of the people in front of him was not high, the highest was only at the Soul Condensation Realm. Under normal circumstances, it would be easy for him to deal with these people, but now he was locked in by the rules.

Every move he makes will come back to haunt him.

Only when the rules disappear can he take action.

So, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, sweeping over the enemies below who were ready to make a move, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He remembered the appearance of these people, and the next time he saw them, it would be their death.

Without any hesitation, he suddenly jumped up like an arrow, rushing into the sky, leaving behind a string of dazzling tail light, splitting the sky in two, and instantly moving away from that place of trouble.

"Chase..." Yan Zhenghao's face changed suddenly when he saw the fleeing leader, and then he chased after the leader.

Upon hearing this, the subordinates behind him also chased in the direction the leader left.

However, the leader is a master in the Dharma Realm after all, and the strongest among them is only in the Soul Condensation Realm, so how could they possibly catch up with him.

Looking at the figure that had disappeared in front of him, Yan Zhenghao stopped where he was, somewhat frustrated.

"Master, do you know that person..."

A subordinate landed behind Yan Zhenghao and asked respectfully.

"That's not a human. You know, I have practiced pupil techniques. That's an alien." A blue light appeared in Yan Zhenghao's eyes.

"Alien..."

Hearing these two words, the expressions of the men changed.

Aliens haven't appeared for a long time.

But every time they appear, they cause chaos among the human race.

Even more seriously, it will plunge the human race into war.

"I will report this matter to the court. Now let's go to Yu County first." Yan Zhenghao looked at the direction where the alien disappeared again, then turned around and flew towards Yu City.

Several men looked at each other, and then followed Yan Zhenghao towards Yucheng.

As the distance shortened, the outline of Yucheng gradually became clearer, but what greeted them was a dead silence. Even the wind seemed to have lost its sound in this land.

The city gates were wide open, like a huge, silent mouth, swallowing up all life.

The moment Yan Zhenghao and his group stepped into the city gate, the air seemed to freeze and even their breathing became heavy.

Their brows were furrowed as if dark clouds were pressing down on their heads, and an ominous premonition in their hearts was growing wildly like weeds. Shops on both sides of the street were closed, and the bustling atmosphere of the past was gone, leaving only emptiness and desolation.

Yan Zhenghao and his companions moved swiftly, like cheetahs in the dark night, weaving through the silent, deserted streets, each step cautious and decisive. Finally, they stopped on a war-torn street. It had once been one of Yucheng's most prosperous markets, but now lay in ruins.

The collapsed houses were scattered all over the ground like building blocks discarded casually by giants. Traces of battle were still left among the ruins - occasionally, metal fragments melted by high temperatures could be seen in the broken rubble, flashing a cold light.

The air was filled with a faint pungent smell of scorched earth and blood, which made people want to escape involuntarily.

But Yan Zhenghao and the others seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, approaching step by step, with both horror and unspeakable anger in their eyes.

"This...what kind of power is this!" one of the men muttered to himself, his voice full of disbelief.

Yan Zhenghao and others looked at the corpse lying on the ground with sharp eyes.

Those were the corpses of aliens and black flame beasts.

"Master, what race is this..." One of the men said, looking at the alien corpses on the ground.

Yan Zhenghao did not answer. He turned around and looked at his subordinate who was squatting and looking at the corpse.

"Wang Yuan, how is it? Did you figure out anything?"

Yan Zhenghao asked softly.

"It's the Soul-Devouring Clan. I've seen this image in an ancient book before." Wang Yuan frowned and replied slowly.

"And this mount is the Black Flame Beast..." Standing up, Wang Yuan looked at Yan Zhenghao and said again.

"The Soul-Devouring Clan...the Black Flame Beast, that monster that reaches the Golden Core realm of martial arts when it matures." Yan Zhenghao asked again.

"That's right..."

Wang Yuan nodded.

"Can you tell what force killed them?" Yan Zhenghao squatted down and touched the charred wound on the Soul-Devouring Clan member's chest and asked.

Yan Zhenghao of the Soul Devouring Clan didn’t understand, but he knew something about the Black Flame Beast.

"I can't tell, this power is very unfamiliar..."

"Who are you..."

Just then, a voice sounded from not far away. Everyone turned around and saw two children holding hands and looking at them.

Behind the child stood two old men and an old woman.

"There are still survivors..."

When he saw those people, Yan Zhenghao's face showed surprise.

He had just arrived here, and the empty streets and houses, as well as the bones on the road, made him think that there were no survivors in this city.

Moreover, the alien races and black flame beasts here also attracted their attention, so they did not try to inquire about the information of the entire city.

"Yan Zhenghao, the head of the Yanzhou Night Watch, and several elders, you are the citizens of this city."

Yan Zhenghao stood up, took out a token, waved it in front of several people and asked.

"Sir, we, the humble commoners, are here to pay our respects to you..." Seeing the token in Yan Zhenghao's hand, several old men hurriedly knelt down to greet him.