Mainland Martial Arts

His steps were firm and powerful, each one brimming with unparalleled determination. His eyes gleamed with a resolute glint, as if he was determined to tear the Insect King apart completely.

The Insect King sensed Chen Minghui's powerful aura and roared, lunging at him with its fangs and claws bared. With the Insect King's roar, the battle officially began. The Insect King took massive strides, charging towards Chen Minghui, each step causing the ground to shake.

His fists were like lightning in a storm, striking the Insect King swiftly and fiercely. Each punch contained all his strength, and each punch carried his desire for victory.

Lin Feng waited quietly on the side, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's. He was looking for the Insect King's weakness, searching for the perfect moment to fire the cannon.

At the same time, Lin Feng felt in his heart: Uncle Minghui is stronger than his great-grandfather. Although they are both half-step masters, there is still a big gap in their strength.

Chen Xiner stood beside Lin Feng, her hands clasped tightly together, her heart burning with anxiety. Her eyes were always fixed on Chen Minghui, full of worry and tension.

"Uncle Minghui, be careful!" Chen Xiner couldn't help but shout loudly.

Chen Minghui heard Chen Xiner's cry, but he didn't flinch. He knew he had to contain the Insect King and create an opportunity for Lin Feng.

The Insect King angrily waved its huge claws, trying to catch Chen Minghui. Chen Minghui jumped nimbly to avoid the Insect King's attack.

His figure left a trail of afterimages in the air, and he shuttled around the Insect King like a ghost.

Sweat slid down Chen Minghui's forehead and his breathing became rapid, but his movements did not slow down at all.

The insect king's attacks became increasingly fierce, and a stream of black liquid spurted from its mouth, shooting towards Chen Minghui. Chen Minghui quickly bent down and dodged, and the black liquid fell to the ground with a "sizzling" sound, corroding the ground into a large pit.

Chen Minghui seized the opportunity and leaped up. The weapon in his hand turned into a flash of lightning and pierced straight into the insect king's eyes. The insect king let out a painful roar, and his huge body shook.

However, the Insect King did not fall down. It attacked Chen Minghui even more frantically.

In this thrilling battle, Chen Minghui and the Insect King launched a life-and-death contest. Their figures intertwined in this desolate land, staging a thrilling duel.

As time passed, Chen Minghui's strength gradually wore off. The Insect King's attacks grew more and more fierce, and he began to feel powerless.

Suddenly, the Insect King seized an opportunity and swung its sharp claws fiercely. Chen Minghui was unable to avoid it, and his left arm was broken. He let out a painful roar, and his entire hand flew out, splattering blood.

Chen Minghui's face turned pale as paper, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness. He knew that he could no longer withstand the insect king's attack.

Just when Chen Minghui was about to be killed, Lin Feng finally found an opportunity. He ignited the cannon without hesitation, and a huge flame shot up into the sky.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the entire space shook.

The shell struck the Insect King like a meteor, blasting it to pieces. The Insect King's remains scattered everywhere, and the air was filled with thick smoke and the smell of blood.

When Chen Feng and the other three saw the Insect King being defeated, they felt a surge of joy and relief in their hearts. They entered the final decisive battle with the remaining Yellowstone Insects.

Amidst the flashing swords and shadows, their figures moved back and forth like ghosts. Every swing of the sword carried a determination to die, and every kill was accompanied by a firm adherence to justice.

Blood stained their clothes, sweat soaked their backs. Their bodies were exhausted, but their wills were as strong as steel.

After a fierce and bitter battle, they finally killed all the yellow stone worms. The corpses and blood on the ground witnessed this brutal battle.

Chen Feng and the other three supported each other, their bodies swaying as if they could collapse at any moment. Their faces were filled with fatigue and pain, and they all looked exhausted.

The sky was thick with dark clouds, as if in mourning for the battle, and the wind howled, making their clothes rustle.

"We succeeded..." Chen Feng said with difficulty.

"Uncle Minghui...are you okay..." Chen Xiner's voice was filled with tears.

Chen Minghui forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, we're all still alive..."

Lin Feng looked at them, his heart filled with emotion. They were true warriors, and they had paid a huge price to kill the Yellowstone Worm.

Chen Xin'er clutched the insect core tightly in her hand, her eyes flickering with complex emotions. She knew the importance of this insect core, but at the same time, she felt heartbroken for the huge price her family had paid.

"Xiner, this insect core was obtained with our blood and lives. No matter what, we must make good use of it." Lin Feng walked to Chen Xiner and patted her shoulder gently.

Chen Xiner nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. "I know, but... the Chen family lost too much for this insect core. Uncle Jiu..."

Lin Feng sighed: "This is a cruel battle, but we can't let Uncle Jiu's sacrifice go to waste."

At this time, Chen Minghui walked over, with injuries on his face, but his eyes were firm.

"Xin'er, don't cry. Laojiu will be proud of us. What we need to do now is to keep moving forward and completely eliminate the threat of the Yellowstone worm." Chen Minghui comforted.

Chen Xiner raised her head and looked at Chen Minghui and Lin Feng, and a sense of strength gradually surged in her heart.

Lin Feng and his companions continued their ascent towards the volcano with resolute steps. The mountain became increasingly steep, and the scorching heat rushed towards them like a fire dragon, seemingly consuming their very breath.

The climb was difficult and rugged, and they used their hands and feet to cling to the rock protrusions, climbing up with great difficulty. Every step required great effort, and sweat continued to flow from their foreheads like a spring, soaking their clothes.

Lin Feng walked ahead, his eyes focused and determined, as if nothing could stop him from moving forward. He carefully chose his footing, sometimes testing the rocks under his feet, sometimes using nearby branches to maintain his balance.

Chen Minghui followed closely behind, the weapon in his hand gleaming coldly in the sunlight, like his unwavering determination. He remained vigilant at all times, paying attention to the surroundings, not missing any sign of danger.

Although Chen Xin'er still harbored the grief of losing her loved ones, she remained steadfast. She gritted her teeth and marched forward, step by step, toward the mountaintop. Each step was borne of her responsibility to her family and her hopes for the future.

Along the way, they saw thick smoke billowing from the crater, like an angry beast, roaring and stretching towards the sky. The smoke was mixed with hot sparks, which would rush towards them from time to time. They quickly dodged to avoid being burned by the sparks.