I transmigrated to ancient times and became a king with a title equal to mine.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Long Bin pursued them with lightning speed, instantly appearing before the two men. His hands shot out like two giant dragons emerging from the sea, tightly gripping their necks. With a forceful squeeze, a crisp "crack" rang out from their necks, and they died instantly.

Upon seeing this, the experts from the Red Robe Sect and the Qian Sect were terrified and dropped their weapons, kneeling down to surrender.

Long Bin snorted coldly and waved his hand, ordering the alliance army to arrest all these evil people and await their fate.

In this great battle, Long Bin, disguised as the Heavenly Fiend Dragon, led the alliance army to a glorious victory.

Everything had settled down, and Long Bin was preparing to return to the Prince of Lishui's mansion, which he hadn't been back for more than half a year.

But just then, news came from Zhengyang Gate that an even greater crisis was quietly approaching.

It turns out that after the Red-Clothed Sect and the Qian Sect were wiped out, a new evil force emerged in the martial arts world—the Netherworld Sect.

This Netherworld Cult is mysterious and unpredictable, acting in strange ways that make them difficult to guard against. They are not only powerful but also ruthless, willing to pay any price to achieve their goals.

The emergence of the Netherworld Cult plunged the martial arts world into turmoil once again.

Many innocent people were harmed by them, and many righteous sects were destroyed by them. Upon learning this news, Long Bin was furious and vowed to personally eradicate the Netherworld Cult.

Therefore, Long Bin once again summoned the heroes of the martial arts world and formed an even more powerful alliance army.

They tracked down the Netherworld Cult, determined to wipe them out.

After a grueling pursuit and battle, Long Bin finally located the headquarters of the Netherworld Cult. It was a mysterious ancient castle hidden deep in the mountains and forests, surrounded by traps and mechanisms that inspired fear.

However, Long Bin did not back down because of this.

He led the allied army and cautiously entered the castle.

The castle's interior was eerie and terrifying, filled with an unsettling atmosphere. As they progressed, they constantly encountered obstruction and attacks from the Netherworld Cult.

With their exceptional martial skills and unwavering faith, the allied army overcame all obstacles and was invincible.

Finally, they arrived at the deepest part of the castle, where the leader of the Netherworld Cult resided.

The leader of the Netherworld Cult is a mysterious figure dressed in black robes, with a silver mask covering his face, making it impossible to see his true appearance.

He held a long black sword, the blade emanating a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Long Bin and the leader of the Netherworld Cult clashed in a fierce battle, exchanging blows and fighting to a standstill.

The Netherworld Cult Leader's swordsmanship was unpredictable and difficult to defend against. However, Long Bin gradually gained the upper hand thanks to his exceptional martial arts skills and unwavering belief.

After a fierce battle, Long Bin finally found the Netherworld Cult Leader's weakness. He roared, his inner energy surging like a river bursting its banks. He leaped up, like an eagle spreading its wings, soaring straight into the sky.

In mid-air, he clasped his hands together, and his inner energy condensed into a huge golden handprint, like the Buddha descending to earth, his power overwhelming.

"Buddha's Palm!" Long Bin shouted, and the golden handprint descended from the sky like a giant mountain, smashing fiercely towards the leader of the Netherworld Sect.

Upon seeing this, the leader of the Netherworld Sect was greatly alarmed and hurriedly mustered all his strength to try and block the attack. However, the golden handprint was incredibly powerful, like Mount Tai pressing down, and the leader of the Netherworld Sect was simply unable to withstand it.

With a deafening roar, the leader of the Netherworld Cult was struck, coughing up blood as he was sent flying backward.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Long Bin pursued, his figure as fast as lightning, and instantly arrived in front of the leader of the Netherworld Sect.

He grabbed at the neck of the Netherworld Cult leader, and just then, several wisps of black smoke suddenly emerged from the leader's body.

With a few loud bangs, four menacing demonic figures suddenly appeared from the black smoke.

The four demonic figures hovered in the air, like four evil spirits from hell, baring their fangs and claws, exuding a chillingly malevolent aura.

Long Bin was startled; he hadn't expected the leader of the Netherworld Sect to have such a bizarre trick up his sleeve.

The four demonic figures instantly pounced on Long Bin with astonishing speed.

Long Bin dodged the first attack from the demonic shadow with a swift movement.

But then, a second and a third demonic shadow appeared one after another. Long Bin dodged left and right, his figure like a ghost, but he was still in great danger.

"Humph, what a small trick!"

Long Bin snorted coldly, and his inner energy surged once more. With a wave of his hands, a powerful wave of energy, carrying raging flames, spread outwards from him, instantly forcing the four demonic figures back.

Upon seeing this, the leader of the Netherworld Sect's expression changed slightly.

He hadn't expected Long Bin to be so powerful, even breaking his Demon Shadow Formation.

But he was not discouraged. Instead, he sneered and quickly formed hand seals, preparing to unleash an even more powerful move.

"Ning Long, you monstrous Heavenly Dragon, you won't leave this place alive today!" the Netherworld Sect Leader said through gritted teeth.

Long Bin narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the intense killing intent emanating from the Netherworld Sect Leader. He knew that this battle had reached a life-or-death juncture, allowing no room for carelessness.

"Then let's go and see who's better!" Long Bin shouted, his figure bursting up again like a tiger descending the mountain, charging straight at the leader of the Netherworld Sect.

The two sides clashed again, their fists and swords flashing, creating a deafening roar.

The interior of the castle seemed to be shaken and crumbling at any moment.

Long Bin and the leader of the Netherworld Cult fought back and forth, their battle proving fierce and evenly matched.

But as time went on, Long Bin gradually discovered the Netherworld Cult Leader's weakness. He noticed that whenever the Netherworld Cult Leader unleashed a powerful move, his aura would momentarily become disordered.

Long Bin was overjoyed, knowing that he had found the key to defeating the leader of the Netherworld Cult.

So he began to deliberately lure the leader of the Netherworld Cult into using powerful moves, and then seize the opportunity to counterattack.

As expected, under Long Bin's enticement, the leader of the Netherworld Cult once again unleashed a powerful sword technique.

A black sword beam shot out from the tip of the Netherworld Sect Leader's sword, like a black dragon, heading straight for Long Bin.

Long Bin dodged the attack with a quick movement.

Just as the Netherworld Cult Leader's aura became disordered, Long Bin sprang up like lightning, instantly arriving in front of the Netherworld Cult Leader.

"Buddha's Palm!" Long Bin shouted, his inner energy condensing into a huge golden handprint, like a giant mountain, which descended from the sky and smashed fiercely towards the leader of the Netherworld Sect.

The leader of the Netherworld Sect was shocked. He had not expected Long Bin to launch such a fierce attack at this moment.

He tried to defend himself, but it was too late. With a deafening roar, the golden handprint slammed into him.