"No, Ning Beichen, you're no match for the Golden Scale Beast alone. Hurry and ask Lei Sha's people to help," Yang Qianrou said anxiously to Ning Beichen.
"It's alright, I don't need them. I'm enough on my own," Ning Beichen replied.
"Ning Beichen, don't be reckless. The Golden Scale Beast isn't that easy to deal with. Look at our entire Berserk Hunting Group, and we can't handle it. Even the Holy Hunters are in disarray," Yang Qianrou, hearing Ning Beichen's words, was as agitated as an ant on a hot pan.
However, Ning Beichen gave her a reassuring look, then walked past her, casually drawing the bronze ancient sword from his back.
Just as Yang Qianrou was about to persuade Ning Beichen again, Ning Beichen had already swung the bronze ancient sword and slashed it towards the rampaging Golden Scale Beast.
*Swish, swish, swish...*
The bronze ancient sword transformed into thousands in mid-air, rushing towards the Golden Scale Beast like a torrent.
This was a variant Ning Beichen derived from "One Sword Shocks the Heavens and Rain," with "One Sword Shocks the Heavens and Rain" as its core. However, Ning Beichen had changed its attack method. Although the power remained the same and hadn't increased, its force became more concentrated, and it was more handy to use.
"Roar!"
The Golden Scale Beast felt the threat of the sword rain and let out a startled roar, trying to swat the sword rain in the air down.
But how could Ning Beichen let it have its way? Moreover, Ning Beichen had dealt with many Golden Scale Beasts and knew their abilities like the back of his hand.
The sword rain rose, circumventing the Golden Scale Beast's attack, as if disappearing into the void. It then reappeared behind the Golden Scale Beast, directly piercing its golden scales.
Tens of thousands of bronze ancient swords burrowed into the Golden Scale Beast's body and then wreaked havoc within it. The pain caused the Golden Scale Beast to emit excruciating screams.
Not long after, the Golden Scale Beast, like a punctured balloon, leaked copious amounts of blood from its body. In no time, it fell to the ground with a final scream.
By the time Yang Qianrou and the others reacted, the Golden Scale Beast was already dead.
"Ning... Ning Beichen!"
Yang Qianrou was incredibly shocked, staring at the corpse of the Golden Scale Beast in disbelief, her mouth uttering Ning Beichen's name but unable to speak for a long time.
"Long live our leader!"
At this moment, Ning Beichen's subordinates shouted loudly, as excited as if they were celebrating a festival.
"Leader? You're the leader of Lei Sha?"
Yang Qianrou's mouth hung open, as if she had a large duck egg in it. Her gaze at Ning Beichen was like seeing a ghost.
"No, I'm not the leader of Lei Sha. I'm the leader of the Dark King," Ning Beichen replied with a grin.
"Dark King? These people are clearly from Lei Sha!" Yang Qianrou looked at Ning Beichen, appearing as if he shouldn't lie to her.
"Lei Sha no longer exists. They are all my subordinates now and have joined my hunting group. By the way, the name of my hunting group is the Dark King," Ning Beichen explained.
"What? Lei Sha no longer exists? Then what about Xiahou De?" In a short period, Yang Qianrou had already been shocked countless times. If her will wasn't strong, she might have buckled long ago.
"Xiahou De was killed by me..." Ning Beichen spoke of killing Xiahou De with an extremely calm expression, as if killing Xiahou De was no big deal.
However, only the local people like Yang Qianrou knew what it meant to kill Xiahou De.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Qianrou finally accepted the news, but her heart was still in turmoil.
"Commander Yang, wait a moment. I see the Holy Hunters are almost done for. I'll go and recruit them too." Ning Beichen saw that the Holy Hunter Hunting Group was almost depleted. If he didn't act soon, there would only be a handful of people left from the Holy Hunters, and it wouldn't be meaningful to recruit them.
Yang Qianrou's mouth was agape, her eyes wide. She watched as Ning Beichen swaggered with his men into the fray, marching all the way to the edge of the Flame Lake, and then Ning Beichen loudly addressed them.
"Holy Hunter Hunting Group, listen up! I am the leader of the Dark King Hunting Group. You are now in a desperate situation. If you want to survive, surrender to our Dark King Hunting Group. Otherwise, there is only a dead end!"
Upon hearing Ning Beichen's words, the Holy Hunters were stunned. They all looked at Ning Beichen in confusion.
These people were clearly from the Lei Sha Hunting Group, and since when did they become the Dark King?
Furthermore, a second-ranked hunting group was demanding the first-ranked hunting group to surrender. Was this some kind of joke?
"What Dark King? We don't know him. Xiahou De, what are you up to? Come out!" the leader of the Holy Hunters shouted furiously.
"Xiahou De is dead, and the Lei Sha Hunting Group is now a thing of the past. There is only the Dark King here now. I command you to surrender to the Dark King, or you will be considered our enemy," Ning Beichen declared with immense dominance.
He wasn't negotiating with the Holy Hunter Hunting Group; he was stating a fact.
"Surrender!"
"Surrender! Surrender! Surrender!" Ning Beichen's subordinates roared, their arms raised in cheers. Ning Beichen was now like a god in their hearts, their worship reaching a fanatical, brainwashed level.
"Ridiculous. What ability do you have to make the Holy Hunters surrender to you?" The leader of the Holy Hunters was furious, feeling utterly humiliated.
A mere hunting group that appeared out of nowhere dared to demand their Holy Hunter Hunting Group to surrender. This was absolutely a colossal joke.
Did they not know that the Holy Hunter Hunting Group was the number one ranked hunting group?
"Then I'll let you witness our abilities." Ning Beichen, too lazy to waste more words, directly used dimensional attack and punched the leader of the Holy Hunter Hunting Group.
So, everyone present only saw Ning Beichen wave his arm, and the leader of the Holy Hunter Hunting Group flew out spitting blood.
However, Ning Beichen had no intention of letting him go. He swung his arms twice more, and the leader of the Holy Hunter Hunting Group screamed, his face contorted in pain.
Just as Ning Beichen was about to deliver another punch to permanently deal with the leader of the Holy Hunter Hunting Group, he saw the leader frantically shouting at Ning Beichen.
"Wait, wait a minute! I surrender. We, the Holy Hunter Hunting Group, surrender."
As soon as he spoke, the entire scene was shocked. No one could believe that the leader of the number one ranked Holy Hunter Hunting Group had said these words.
In fact, they had no idea that only the leader of the Holy Hunter Hunting Group could sense that if he didn't surrender, he would be facing death in the next moment.
Who would trifle with death? Thus, the leader of the Holy Hunter Hunting Group quickly surrendered because he didn't want to die.
"Hmph! He who knows the times is a wise man." Ning Beichen retracted his attack. Although killing him was easy, conquering the Holy Hunter Hunting Group after killing him would not be.