CHAPTER 432: CHAPTER 102 INTERNAL CONFLICT (THIRD UPDATE)

Second Master never expected that the opponent would bite back even in his dying moments, unexpectedly crippling his right hand.

But what of it?

The outcome was already decided!

Rip!

He pulled out the knife that pierced through his arm with a backhand, indifferent to the gushing blood. With a shadowy kick, he instantly struck at the Cave Martial Artist’s head. The fierce and cold power exploded, and the entire body flew out like a ragdoll, lifeless as it hit the ground.

With the death of the last Second Grade Martial Artist, the battle was reaching its conclusion.

However, at this moment,

"Ah!"

A sudden scream pierced the air.

A flash of blood-red light blossomed in the air, accompanied by overwhelming energy, sweeping through the space instantly.

It was the Cave Martial Artist being besieged by the skinny monkey and Old Three!

From the start, everyone underestimated him.

Although he was only a mid-First Grade Martial Artist, he managed for a time to hold off both the skinny monkey and Old Three, forcing Second Master to unleash an Iron Sand Palm to punch through his opponent, securing the victory.

But in the end, as two Second Grade Martial Artists and another First Grade Martial Artist died in succession, seeing no hope of escape, the mid-First Grade Cave Martial Artist used some unknown means, suddenly draining his blood qi and unleashing an incredibly terrifying blow.

The skinny monkey couldn’t dodge in time and was instantly cut in half by the blood light.

Old Three barely escaped with his life, but he left a leg behind.

"Damn it!"

Looking at this gruesome scene, Han Fatty’s eyes flickered, lost in thought.

Finally, with the help of others, the cave youth fiercely battling Li Weifeng was ultimately besieged and killed in terror.

"The madman and the skinny monkey are both dead."

"Damn it, these bastards!"

This brutal battle finally came to an end.

Yet, of the six who came together, two were dead, and the rest were all injured.

"It’s my fault. I should have brought more people for safety!"

"Forget it, Han Fatty, life and death are up to fate. Since they came here, everyone was ready to die in the wild; they were all good men."

Even Second Master’s face showed sorrow.

But for some reason, Li Weifeng always felt that the atmosphere of sadness seemed a bit odd.

"Let’s pack up. It won’t be good if the Demon Beasts are attracted."

After tidying up the bodies of the skinny monkey and the madman, the ragged four exchanged glances before cautiously entering the tent established by the Cave Martial Artists.

The tent, crudely constructed with branches and leaves, leaned against a large tree.

Inside, there were a few simple supplies, with straw laid out on the ground covered by an unknown animal hide, likely serving as a bed.

The simple setup was quickly scanned, and finally, everyone’s gaze focused on a central box.

"I’ll take a look."

Without hesitation, Second Master took a few steps forward and opened the box.

Whoa!

Glistening white light poured out from the box, nearly illuminating the entire tent.

"This is!!!"

Energy Crystal Stones!

And all of them are Entry Grade Energy Crystal Stones!

A rough glance showed that there were at least two to three hundred pieces, including quite a few Second Grade ones, and five Third Grade Energy Stones on top!

The value of this box of Energy Crystal Stones was simply immeasurable!

Everyone’s eyes were drawn to the dazzling Energy Crystal Stones.

Old Three, leaning on a wooden stick, involuntarily moved forward, placing his hand on the Energy Crystal Stones.

"So many Energy Stones, just how valuable are they!"

"At least over a billion!"

"With so many, how do we divide..."

Before he finished speaking,

Bam!!!

A fierce gust of wind swept through the air, slamming into Old Three’s head with overwhelming power.

Old Three hadn’t had a chance to figure out what occurred, and his vision went completely black, plunging into darkness.

Second Master coldly withdrew his intact left and right hands,

At the same time,

A vigorous and fierce aura suddenly emanated from behind, tearing through the air, assailing Second Master’s back.

"Hmph! Seeking death!"

Bam!

With a backhand palm strike, powerful energy exploded. Under the full force of the Iron Sand Palm, even an ordinary early Second Grade couldn’t withstand it head-on, whoever attacked from behind was doomed!

However,

"Ah!!!"

A sharp pain emerged from his palm, instantly shattering Second Master’s composed heart.

"Damn it! What is this thing!"

Bam!

A punch then exploded on his back, accompanied by strong blood qi blasting forth. Second Master was sent flying, crashing out of the tent.

Having struck successfully, Han Fatty quickly followed, rushing out.

At this moment, the fallen Second Master spat out a mouthful of blood, looking around, seeing a chopstick-sized prism spike piercing through his palm, blood staining his entire hand, which was now completely crippled.

"Damn it, Han Ergou, you long planned to take me down! Daring to plot against your teammates, you’re courting death!"

"Hmph, Second Master, don’t try to sound so righteous. Wasn’t the madman’s death also your scheme? Poor Old Three, he didn’t even know how he died."

Han Fatty, relentless, rushed out from the tent’s hole, his entire body soaring through the air with an unnatural speed. His right wrist rotated, a sliver of icy light burst out, aimed directly at the Second Master’s throat on the ground.

That prism spike, a specially official exchanged Exotic Weapon, was used precisely at necessary moments to deal with this old immortal’s Iron Sand Palm.

Using it for the first time today, it was unexpected how cooperative this old immortal was, disabling his hand with one strike.

The old immortal’s entire Power was in his palms, now both have been rendered useless, coupled with earlier injuries from the Cave Martial Artist, his victory was assured!

"Han Ergou, you ungrateful bastard, if not for me, you would have starved to death in the gutters. Is this how you treat your savior!"

Second Master, dodging Han Fatty’s attack, fled desperately while shouting.

His face also revealed a look of dread.

With his hands crippled, his strength greatly diminished, under such circumstances, he indeed risked being killed by this damned fellow!

"Hahaha, old immortal, after serving you like an ox for so many years, haven’t I repaid everything I owed!"

"And don’t forget, your Second Grade advancement wasn’t achieved without my risking life and limb to get a Third Grade Energy Stone, which you snatched to break through your bottleneck? Giving such good stuff to a waste like you is as good as feeding it to dogs! Had I used it, I would have reached Third Grade long ago!"

"Die!"

Han Fatty roared in anger, his entire body surging with blood qi, his weapon transforming into a sharp, cold streak of light, aiming at the throat of the Second Master desperately fleeing on the ground.