Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

  “Hmm?”

  Yu Yan relaxedly killed the group of reconnoiterers who fired the signal flare. But right then, Happy soon discovered a chill that appeared out of nowhere in the dark and cool night. Then, he became on guard as he surveyed the area, and he finally noticed an inconspicuous shadow that nearly escaped his senses while he quietly closed in on Yu Yan and Happy from the distance.

  ‘Shadow Assassin?’

  Happy soon denied his assumption, because the person who came over did not give off that cautious and careful presence that Yang Xuyan had. Besides, he seemed like he was not worried at all that he would be discovered. At the same time he weakened the sounds of air being pushed away, he drew close to them while traveling in a straight line and an incredibly domineering manner.

  “Xin, retreat!”

  Happy sensed a dangerous presence from the person, and he did not dare be negligent. While he ordered Yu Yan to retreat, he sighed quietly.

  As expected, hoping that the main generals from the enemy camp will underestimate him was just not realistic.

  But what he did not expect that the first to be lured over was a big fish. The person had on him a fitting soft armor, and he did not look like an elite in the army. Besides, he had a ruthless expression on his face, making it clear that he was an evil cult elite! There were only a few people in the Mongolian army who had that sort of presence and such a dignified air about him. Besides, aside from Demon Commander Zhao Deyan of the eight evil cult elites, there was no one else who had that sort of presence about him.

  A violent wind blew fiercely!

  Before the duo said anything, a sharp, cold wind cut at their faces.

  Happy became vigilant, and he instinctively realized that the situation was bad. His Golden Bell Cocoon shot out of his body!

  It was like a large bell that sparkled gold. It flashed out of his body without any signs and enveloped Happy.

  Clang!

  The golden bell shuddered madly.

  While a loud bell toll rose, the golden light at the surface of the golden bell grew much brighter to release light that was as bright as a small sun. Everything in the area was illuminated, and nothing remained in the shadows.

  But soon, five black and sharp claw marks were left on the golden bell. The light that grew brighter instantly weakened and became dimmer.

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  Yu Yan was the only person who saw it, and she saw what happened very clearly.

  But she still did not manage to see how Zhao Deyan attacked.

  However, Happy used the profound secret in Golden Bell Cocoon to not only successfully avoid Zhao Deyan’s brutal attack, but also quickly widened the distance between them. He retreated to her side and stared at the mysterious martial artist who was forced two steps backward by the rebound when he failed in his attack. He now stood thirty-two feet away from Happy.

  “Are you the Demon General?” Happy’s relaxed attitude and how much he looked at ease with the situation made Yu Yan strangely relieved.

  The mysterious person spoke, and his cold words contained an inexplicable pressure, causing those who heard to feel their hearts turn heavy.

  “Boy, you’re quite knowledgeable. It’s no wonder why you’re able to avoid the First Soul Returning Claw when you’re so young.”

  But even though Zhao Deyan said these words, he had become less arrogant than before.

  Even though he did not use his full power in his claw strike just now, he still did not manage to force Happy to use profound martial arts at the level of Shifting Stars. He just used Golden Bell Cocoon, a martial art made available to the common folk, to deal with his attack.

  “Demon General, you’re the military adviser under the khan, and you have an important position with him, but you chased after us on the plains in the dark alone. Aren’t you being too reckless?”

  While Happy sounded like he was being thoughtful for Zhao Deyan, when Zhao Deyan heard it, Happy just sounded like he was mocking him. “You ignorant fool, you truly talk big! The gods will already be considered to be blessing you greatly if you and that girl from a normal sect are able to flee from my hands, and you dare let your tongue run so freely over here? How dare you speak so shamelessly?!”

  Happy’s pupils shrank. He noticed that once Zhao Deyan finished speaking, his wide purple cloak suddenly fluttered in an abnormal manner.

  Bang!

  A fierce qi force rammed violently against his chest.

  His body shuddered, and under Yu Yan’s astonished gaze, Happy planted his feet firmly on the ground, and he dragged out two trenches that were more than thirty feet long and half a foot deep on the ground before he stopped.

  “Don’t come here! I’m fine!”

  He raised his hand and stopped Yu Yan from moving forward. While Happy calmed down his surging qi and blood in his body, he slowly wiped off the trail of blood at the corners of his mouth. On his lips was a faint smile that made Zhao Deyan furrow his eyebrows slightly.

  “As expected of the Demon General, who is ranked right below the Evil King and Zhu Yuyan. Senior Zhao, even when you attack, you do so in a manner that is different from everyone else.” There was a mocking tone that Happy did not bother hiding in his words.

  When he heard this, Zhao Deyan was not shocked or enraged. His voice was indifferent. “You don’t need to mock me either. I am a man of the evil cult, and when I do things, I will naturally not act like all of you disciples from the famous sects who proclaim themselves just. But you did indeed exceed my expectations by not dying or being heavily injured even after you suffered through one of my palm strikes.”

  “It’s just a stroke of luck.” Happy raised his chin a little. Even though he might be mocking Zhao Deyan, the cold arrogance he had was completely gone.

  Yu Yan, who was familiar with Happy, could sense a hint of anger from Happy’s words. By the looks of it, Happy was already enraged by Zhao Deyan’s words.

  *****

  In the underground base at the headquarters in Beijing, the glasses man, Li Mei, and the group of employees stared at Happy and Zhao Deyan facing each other on the screen fiercely. Their eyes sparkled with different emotions.

  “What happened just now?” The glasses man scowled.

  Even though Happy looked a little disheveled based on his expression and seemed to be at a disadvantage, the people who were involved in the fight were not ordinary people, and the glasses man knew that Zhao Deyan will not speak without a reason just to stall for time.

  The situation was definitely different from what they saw.

  At that moment, the man beside him, who appeared to be the person in charge in the room, tapped the wristwatch he held in his hands and answered expressionlessly, “The First Soul Returning Claw Zhao Deyan used is a martial art in Sky Demon Book. Not only is its damage incredibly high, it also has the effect of using soft qi to injure the target. When the user fights against his opponent, he can directly injure the person’s heart meridian through the force in his palm to largely decrease his opponent’s combat prowess. It can achieve the same results just as the defense breaking ability in sword techniques.”

  Right when he finished speaking, the screen quickly zoomed in on the duo.

  They showed a close-up of Zhao Deyan’s cloak.

  Two holes had appeared out of nowhere on the luxurious and elegant purple cloak, and they were new holes.

  “Joined Finger!”

  The expressionless person in charge continued speaking, “The ultimate technique from the Murong Clan does not have astonishing damage, but it can attack very quickly, and its main advantage above other martial arts is that it is quiet, and it can catch people off guard. Even Zhao Deyan was struck by it.”

  Silence fell among them.

  When they heard this, the people in the room instantly understood what happened—Zhao Deyan did not chase after Happy even after he successfully struck Happy because he had been hit by at least two finger-generated wind from Happy.

  The group of people instantly fell silent.

  In truth, when Zhao Deyan attacked, they noticed they noticed the motions from his cloak. Even though they did not notice the attack trajectory, they still paid attention to it, but perhaps no one else but the person in charge noticed when Happy attacked and when Zhao Deyan was struck.

  The glasses man quietly took down his glasses, wiped it, and put them on his face again to watch the fight even more seriously.

  *****

  Zhao Deyan’s hands remained hidden under his cloak, but his movements cannot be seen clearly. However, he already did not dare readily attack, because he noticed that while the First Soul Returning Claw could injure Happy, it did not injure him as badly as he appeared to be.

  The damn brat relied upon the resistance in Nine Yang Divine Skill toward soft palm strikes and used the body fortification provided by Nine Yang Divine Skill as well as a normal body fortification to withstand all the force within his palm strike.

  His gaze darkened, and Zhao Deyan grabbed his purple cloak with a solemn look.

  Whoosh!

  He flung an arm, and the large cloak instantly twisted into a bundle! He grabbed it as if it was a steel bar, revealing the fitting, black, soft armor on him. A mighty and cold presence enveloped Zhao Deyan’s entire body, making him look like a demon who crawled up to the mortal world.