Chapter 141: A Fierce Battle

“Come out! Do you need me to invite you?” With his mental energy fully unleashed, Rod’s keen senses allowed him to perceive everything around him. More than a dozen auras were closing in on him gradually. With a cold snort, Rod spoke indifferently. His combat energy had reached extreme speeds, emitting a faint dark red glow around him. The Dark Dragon in his hand seemed to sense Rod’s terrifying fighting spirit as well, emitting a humming sound and releasing a black light like a curtain of water. It seemed to have life of its own, opening its mouth to reveal long fangs.

“Hmph, not bad strength. I didn’t expect you to detect us!” After Rod spoke, a brief silence was broken by the sound of a middle-aged man’s cold snort as over a dozen figures rushed toward him.

Rod’s heart sank. At that moment, he clearly sensed these auras. Perhaps because they had been exposed, these people no longer hid their presence. He immediately assessed their strengths: two at the late quasi-divine level, three at the early quasi-divine level, and seven or eight at the mid-to-late sacred level. Such a lineup was indeed formidable.

Faced with this situation, Rod smiled bitterly inwardly. The opponent was really ambitious—clearly determined not to leave him here alive. Naturally, he wouldn’t give them any chance to surround him. He dashed in the direction of the weakest aura, aiming to break free before they could fully encircle him. Although his enhanced strength had greatly improved his capabilities—so much so that he could confidently fight and win against anyone present—he still felt somewhat overwhelmed facing so many opponents together.

Five quasi-divine-level warriors and seven or eight mid-to-late sacred-level warriors—such a lineup meant that even someone at the early divine level would struggle to defeat them all at once, likely only achieving a narrow victory. He realized many things—these pursuers were probably the clan members of the man he had killed the previous day.

In this Dark Source, within this Dark Moon City, aside from this clan with a mortal feud against him, only the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle clan remained. These people clearly weren’t members of the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle clan. It went without saying they were the clan members of that young man.

As for the two princesses sending their subordinates, that’s impossible. Though there’s hostility between them, they wouldn’t go to such lengths to kill him, nor would they endure waiting for so many days. Even if it were them, they wouldn’t send just these people—those five god-tier warriors who surrounded him that day were definitely far stronger than them. Realizing the identity of his opponent, he couldn’t help but feel anger. This family had been pressing hard on him, and now they even dared to send people to hunt him down. With these thoughts, his murderous intent spread uncontrollably around him. A terrifying killing aura instantly enveloped the entire forest, causing the temperature to drop several degrees as if it were tangible. The moment this killing aura was released, not only those warriors sent to kill Rod but also those hiding in the shadows paled in fear. Such a tangible killing aura was the result of countless life-and-death struggles, born from endless battles and massacres—there was no room for falsehood. No one could have imagined that this seemingly young man could possess such a fierce killing aura. It was hard to fathom what he had gone through, how many lives he had slaughtered, how much blood he had drunk, and how many bones he had trampled under his feet! “Rod, today you can’t escape no matter how hard you try. Killing our young master will cost you your life! The Nash family will make you pay dearly!” Seeing Rod trying to break through to the right, the bald man at the head roared loudly and suddenly accelerated, catching up to Rod in an instant. “If others don’t offend me, I won’t offend them. But if they do, I’ll retaliate a hundredfold. It’s all because of you! Hahaha… Nash family!” Rod’s roar, filled with immense combat energy, echoed throughout most of the forest, audible to everyone. Even those surrounding him who were slightly weaker turned pale and felt suffocated. “Dragon Roar!” Without hiding any longer, in this life-or-death crisis, Rod used his strongest move—Dragon Roar! In an instant, the dark night seemed to tear apart as a dark red light surged upward through the thick darkness, like a giant dragon with its mouth wide open, roaring before diving down at those in front of it with overwhelming force. It instantly caused a fierce wind to blow, scattering leaves and shocking everyone’s hearts.

Ahow… At the same time, Fen Tian let out a long howl that rushed forward like an arrow leaving the bow, its speed no less than Rod’s.
“Dragon’s Fury!” They had long heard that Rod was a member of the dragon clan. Now that Fen Tian had appeared, everyone regarded him as one as well, especially Da, who led the pursuit. His heart was filled with turmoil—truly a dragon! He resolved in his mind that he must not let this guy escape easily; otherwise, it would bring endless trouble to his family. Their clan could not afford the wrath of the dragon clan right now.
On the other hand, everyone was secretly amazed at Rod’s ferocity from the very beginning. Not to mention the overwhelming attack he launched, with his sharp sword energy sweeping in like rain, Dragon’s Fury was his ultimate move, one that would surely cause harm to the user. They realized Rod was now fighting with all his might.
The few enemies at the front, who were Rod’s first targets, saw this onslaught and their expressions changed when they noticed Fen Tian charging over. Sensing the terrifying power, after some hesitation, they all chose to dodge in an instant. Only one warrior, at the mid-stage quasi-divine level, fiercely swung his sword to meet Dragon’s Roar.
Boom… The thunderous sound shattered the quiet night like a sudden storm. The two energies consumed each other, creating a fierce wind. A red light shot straight into the sky, illuminating half of the heavens and drawing the attention of countless people in Dark Moon City.
Although the man who tried to resist Dragon’s Roar was strong, Rod’s full-force strike sent him flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the cold lake with a loud thud. When he tried to get up again, he was in a miserable state, gasping for breath with a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.
“Die!” Before Rod could rush through the gap they had created, these people coordinated seamlessly to fill it instantly. At the same time, Rod felt a sharp sword energy behind him. He turned and fiercely swung his sword, with combat energy surging as he slashed at Da, who was attacking him, just managing to block the blade that would have hit the back of his head.
Boom… Before the previous roar faded, another one sounded. Sword and blade energies filled the air, and the trees around them were shattered like tofu scraps, scattering into pieces in the sky.

Two consecutive powerful attacks made Rod feel chest tightness. Ada’s cultivation had reached the late pre-divine level; with just one strike, Rod was sent flying more than ten meters away! At the same time, another blade attack came from behind, within the defensive range of a mid-stage pre-divine warrior. This attack was terrifying, as if trying to tear apart space, emitting harsh screeching sounds. Black light shone on the blade’s edge, like a black hole eager to devour everything.

“Get lost!” Enduring the chest tightness, Rod turned and launched a fierce sword strike. Faced with attacks from all sides, a single attack wasn’t enough to break through the encirclement, only to be followed by endless assaults!

He inwardly groaned in frustration. It was obvious to anyone that these people had been coordinating for days—they understood each other perfectly and moved in perfect unison. Any slight opening they managed to create was instantly filled, leaving no chance to break free!

Their skilled coordination allowed them to unleash terrifying power. No matter where Rod was, attacks kept coming one after another, giving him no chance to breathe.

For a while, the area around Ming Lake was filled with the clash of swords and the roar of battles. Dark red combat energy was particularly visible, lighting up most of the darkness. Figures moved swiftly, sword auras raging, and the trees around were utterly destroyed, lying scattered on the ground.

Rod was under constant attack, with no chance to catch his breath. His face turned pale as the relentless assaults caused his internal organs to shift. Blood trickled from his lips. He found himself in extreme danger several times, facing constant peril.

Of course, Rod’s fierce counterattacks didn’t spare his opponents either. Three mid-stage divine warriors were killed by Rod first, while one late-stage divine warrior and one early-stage pre-divine warrior were injured. In return, Rod suffered three deep cuts on his back, with bones seemingly exposed—truly a brutal battle. The attackers were shocked by Rod’s terrifying strength and resilience, which far exceeded what a mid-stage pre-divine warrior should possess. Even Ada believed Rod had reached the peak of the late pre-divine level, and he himself was no match for him.

Those watching in secret were equally shaken. Rod’s strength and tenacious spirit had deeply impacted them.