Looking at the Human Demon King engulfed by corpses, Yuan Ming was already frozen in place.

He stiffly turned his head to look for the silver cat and soon saw it squatting on a rock not far away, still maintaining an elegant sitting posture, though its eyes were fixed on the Human Demon King being overwhelmed by the corpses.

"It is controlling those bodies, how did it do that?" Yuan Ming saw through its eyes that there were swirling masses of black fog, filling his heart with confusion.

At that moment, the Human Demon King suddenly went berserk again, yelling loudly, his body suddenly bursting up, his claws swinging.

Sharp claw marks burst out like sword edges, instantly chopping all the living corpses piled on him and the powerful impact even scattered the broken corpses.

But right after that, about a dozen corpses in the Corpse Pit "came alive" again, including seven or eight that had already turned into white skeletons, all staggering towards the Human Demon King.

The Human Demon King stepped forward and swung his claws, shattering these living corpses into pieces again.

"Don't just stand there . . . block him . . . I need to focus on gathering power . . . kill him," the voice of the silver cat rang out again, still in that cold commanding tone, but it flowed much more smoothly than before.

Although Yuan Ming was displeased, he moved forward as instructed.

He then deployed the Fur Cloak Technique, transformed into a White Ape, and taking advantage of the Human Demon King being entangled by two living corpses, violently charged from the side, hitting the Human Demon King's side with his right shoulder.

With a dull impact, Yuan Ming felt as if his shoulder bone was about to split, yet he still managed to knock the Human Demon King sideways with brute force.

Right after, he slapped the ground with one hand, and a blue light shone from the ground, as three blue Wooden Thorns suddenly thrust out, tripping the Human Demon King from behind, causing him to stumble and fall.

"Well done!" there was finally a pleasure in the echo from the silver cat.

Yuan Ming paid no heed, seizing the opportunity to leap up, his Green Fish Sword in hand pulsing with Mana, lighting up with a flowing green light as if fish were swimming along the blade, he swung it down towards the Human Demon King.

Just then, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the living corpses, inexplicably, falling to the ground one by one as if their life had been drained, leaving him alone charging forward bravely.

"I've been tricked," the thought instinctively popped into Yuan Ming's head.

But by then, it was too late to backtrack.

With this surge of momentum, there might still be a chance for survival, but if he harbored any thoughts of retreat, he was likely doomed.

A fierce nature was stirred up inside Yuan Ming, the Nine Elements Technique madly circulating within him, his Green Fish Sword shining brightly and emitting a faint trembling noise as it swiped towards the Human Demon King's head.

The Human Demon King hurriedly raised his arm to block, meeting the blade head-on.

"Clang"

A shower of sparks flew as the edge of the Green Fish Sword fell onto the Human Demon King's arm.

This time, the Green Fish Sword finally penetrated the Human Demon King's skin, opened a gash in his arm, and lodged into the flesh.

Embarrassingly, however, the blade was trapped by the Human Demon King's exceedingly tough muscles, making it difficult to pull free.

Yuan Ming did not hesitate for a moment, immediately abandoning the long sword and backing away.

The Human Demon King roared furiously, leaping up and blocking Yuan Ming's path.

In his eyes, murder was rampant, his nostrils spewing filthy black air; raising a claw, he thrusted directly at Yuan Ming's throat, not caring about the sword still stuck in his arm.

At the critical moment, Yuan Ming's shadow suddenly shifted, causing his body to weirdly dodge to the side.

The Human Demon King's sharp claws brushed past Yuan Ming's neck without hitting him.

His arm swung in motion, slamming harshly onto Yuan Ming's neck.

Instantly, Yuan Ming felt as though he was struck by a heavy hammer; his mind grew heavy, and his body was flung out, crashing heavily against the cave wall.

"Cough . . . "

He violently coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes bloodshot, and his vision blurring.

Before he could even stand up, he suddenly saw a blurry black shadow charging towards him, undoubtedly the Human Demon King.

The heavy blow to the head and the blurred vision caused by the congestion made it impossible for him to make an accurate judgment or dodge, leaving him stumbling backward, making a last-ditch effort to protect himself.

"I'm going to die . . . " that was the only thought left in Yuan Ming's mind.

But just then, behind the fast-approaching shadow, a brilliant flare of red-gold radiance suddenly lit up, like a rising sun, bringing with it a hot yet not stifling breeze, charging forward.

In the next instant, the golden light crashed directly into the Human Demon King's body, entering through his back and bursting forth from his chest.

The Human Demon King's forward movement halted abruptly as if suddenly frozen, still in a charging pose but stiffened on the spot, unable to move.

Yuan Ming, who had thought he was surely a goner, felt a surge of warmth, his vision filled with brilliant and blazing golden light as if the world was all lit up.

His eyes involuntarily brimmed with tears.

Not from being moved, but because the dazzling golden light was quite irritating.

In the bright light, he vaguely saw a divine bird wrapped in red-gold flames.

But then, the red-gold light suddenly dissipated, turning into specks of golden light, dancing in the empty air like a swarm of fireflies, diving unto the silver cat and disappearing into it.

Yuan Ming rubbed his swollen eyes, his eyesockets were puffy, but the bloodshot condition was much improved, and his vision gradually restored a bit, only then did he see that the silver cat hadn't abandoned him to flee.

The brilliant golden light just now was undoubtedly the deadly strike it had been gathering strength to deliver.

"Are you all right?" Yuan Ming asked, noticing that the silver cat seemed off.

It took a while before the silver cat's ethereal yet noticeably tired voice responded in his mind, "Take me... to the Human Demon King."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ming walked over and reached out to pick up the silver cat.

The droopy silver cat immediately dodged his hand, a look of disdain in its eyes, and jumped onto Yuan Ming's arm before climbing onto his shoulder and squatting down.

Yuan Ming pursed his lips and brought it to the Human Demon King.

The Human Demon King lay before him, eyes tightly shut, with no other apparent wounds on his body except for the blood hole originally in his chest and the sword marks left by Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming felt puzzled, unable to figure out how that ball of golden light had killed him.

"In the throat... take out the pearl," the silver cat's voice sounded in his mind at that moment. Please read this chapter on its original platform—*.

"You better start explaining first. What exactly is going on?" Yuan Ming said, yet he did not move.

"What do you want to know?" asked the Voice in his mind.

"Who are you really? Why are you hunting this Human Demon King?" Yuan Ming asked.

"While you ask these questions... the elders from Biluo Cave have arrived," the silver cat did not answer.

"That's your concern, not mine," Yuan Ming said with his hands spread in resignation.

Just then, the tightly closed eyes of the Human Demon King suddenly snapped open.

His eyes still ablaze with blood light, one of his arms abruptly raised, lunging directly at the silver cat on Yuan Ming's shoulder.

Both Yuan Ming and the silver cat were startled by this. The former instinctively dodged backward while the latter's eyes sparked with dark light, but both were a step too slow in the rush of the moment.

Just as the Human Demon King's sharp claws were about to pierce the silver cat, a burst of golden light suddenly flared from Yuan Ming's chest, and an arm, covered in golden fur, awkwardly shot out, grabbing towards those sharp claws.

Their fingers interlocked, emitting a dull thud upon impact.

Yuan Ming's body shook violently, a sharp pain emanating from his chest where the impact had hit.

However, the abruptly grown golden-furred arm firmly gripped the Human Demon King's sharp claws. Although they were not equally matched, it did not break.

The Human Demon King pushed vigorously forward, forcing Yuan Ming to step back repeatedly. The silver cat struggled to use its magic in time.

"Hurry, I can't hold on much longer." Yuan Ming urged, while his other two hands grabbed onto the Human Demon King's arm, forcefully resisting his thrust.

At that moment, the Pill Furnace pattern on his right arm lit up again, releasing a warm and gentle force.

Standing on his shoulder, the silver cat's eyes lit up with dark light, projecting it towards the Human Demon King on the opposite side.

The movements of the Human Demon King stiffened again, frozen in place.

Yuan Ming pulled out his long sword from his arm, aiming for the Human Demon King's neck, when suddenly, the throat of the Human Demon King started moving.

As his Adam's apple bobbed, a dry, hoarse voice came out from his mouth:

"It's you... please, help me..."

...

In another cave,

Two elders from the Biluo Cave were urgently discussing something with Ba Da, who wore a face full of panic.

After he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with a square face and broad mouth, wearing a somber expression and clad in a black robe, spoke up, "We are aware of the situation; you may go back now. We will handle the rest."

"As you command," Ba Da responded, immediately turning to escape.

Watching him disappear from view, an elder in a gray robe, his skin slightly grayish and face wizened, sighed.

Despite his tall, large frame, he seemed somewhat hunched and ineffectual. If Yuan Ming were here, he would recognize this man as Elder Saren, who had once verified the qualifications of their Fur Beast Slaves.

"Elder Chu Xiong, if we are investigated by the higher-ups about the identity of this Human Demon King... neither of us would be able to escape responsibility," Elder Saren said, his face showing worry as he looked at the bodies on the ground.

"We volunteered to tidy up this mess from the trial mainly to destroy the evidence and prevent any unforeseen incidents," Elder Chu Xiong said sternly, his face revealing no emotion.

"Ah, if only at the beginning..." Elder Saren had not finished speaking when he was interrupted by a sharp rebuke.

"Let's not talk about the past..." Elder Chu Xiong's voice was severe.

At that, Elder Saren's face stiffened, frozen.

"As long as you and I don't speak of that past incident, no one else will know. This trial was merely an accident, and even if the Cave Master is furious, he can't blame us," Elder Chu Xiong continued, his expression slightly easing.

"The priority is to find that beast quickly and kill him off completely," Elder Saren hastily added.

"Don't worry, he has already been pierced through the heart by my Bone Erosion Hand. He is undoubtedly dead. As long as we find the Soul Pearl, even if the Cave Master knows, we will have an extra life-saving talisman," Elder Chu Xiong scoffed confidently.

With that, the two of them followed the cave's path and continued their search.