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He suddenly raised his hand and caught the arrow in one swift motion.

Then, he slowly turned his head and glanced in the direction from which the arrow had been shot.

"Swish, swish, swish"—suddenly, three sounds of piercing through the air rang out.

Three more arrows shot out from the darkness, aiming at three different parts of his body.

Seeing this, a strange, demonic look flashed in the Blood Drop Cultist's eyes.

He then flung the hand that was choking the Monster Hunting Team member to the side, intending to use the team member's body to block the three arrows.

"Puff, puff, puff"—just as the arrows were still in mid-air, they suddenly exploded out of thin air.

Looking at that Monster Hunting Team member now, he had already passed out from suffocation.

A sinister sneer crossed the cultist's face as he glanced around.

Then, just as he was about to tighten his grip and snap the Monster Hunting Team member's neck, a chill struck him from behind.

The cultist's expression changed, and he hurriedly tried to dodge.

But just as he began to move, another arrow shot toward him from a different direction.

With nowhere to hide, the arrow pierced straight through the cultist's neck.

"Puff"—with a soft sound, blood spurted out.

His eyes, filled with unwillingness, stared fixedly to one side.

It wasn't until his body slowly collapsed that the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Then, two people emerged from the darkness, one from in front and one from behind.

One was dressed in a long black coat and wore a solid black mask; it was Snow Angel.

Approaching from opposite her was another woman.

She had long golden hair, wore a black tactical outfit, and held a longbow in her hand.

It was Yin Xiaoyu of the Fifth Monster Hunting Squad.

Without saying a word to each other, they walked up to the cultist and checked the situation.

After confirming that the cultist was dead, they looked at the other person.

"It's Aze from the Fourth Squad, also an intern!"

After a while, Qin Zhaoxue said in a soft tone.

"An intern? How did he end up being targeted by a Blood Drop Cultist alone?" Yin Xiaoyu asked, feeling puzzled.

"Sister Xiaoyu, what should we do now?"

Qin Zhaoxue looked at Aze, who was lying on the ground unconscious.

She couldn't make up her mind for a moment.

Yin Xiaoyu didn't say anything; she took a water bottle from her person, unscrewed the cap, and poured it directly onto Aze.

"Ah…" With a long gasp, Aze suddenly woke up in a start.

He looked around in terror.

The next moment, when he discovered the Blood Drop Cultist lying beside him, a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Aze, why are you alone? Where are the others from your team?" Qin Zhaoxue asked hurriedly.

When he saw clearly that the two people in front of him were fellow members of the Monster Hunting Squad, Aze's expression once again became panicked and desperate.

"Quick, go save our captain, go save A-Jiu and the others…"

"We, we were ambushed by Blood Drop Cultists and were scattered. I saw three Blood Drop Cultists chasing after our captain. Please, go save him…" Aze pleaded, his voice choked with sobs.

Hearing this, Qin Zhaoxue and Yin Xiaoyu exchanged glances.

Ever since they entered Wu Mountain, they had discovered that the Blood Drop Cultists had already set an ambush there.

All the Monster Hunting Squads had been scattered by them.

This included Qin Zhaoxue and Yin Xiaoyu, who had also been forced apart.

Fortunately, they were all wearing tracking devices and carrying walkie-talkies.

As long as they were all still on this mountain and hadn't died, they could contact each other.

It was precisely because of this that Yin Xiaoyu and Qin Zhaoxue had appeared there and saved Aze's life.

Yin Xiaoyu asked hurriedly: "Where is your walkie-talkie? Quickly contact the others in your team!"

"Ah? The walkie-talkie? Right, right, right, how, how could I have forgotten about this…"

Aze then hurriedly felt around his body.

However, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find the walkie-talkie.

Watching his panicked expression, Yin Xiaoyu sighed and shook her head.

"This batch of interns is truly disappointing. You should just follow us for now. Your captain is at the 6-Star Realm; he shouldn't have any problems dealing with these Blood Drop Cultists!"

Hearing this, Aze's heart calmed down slightly.

In a disheveled state, he hurriedly scrambled up from the ground.

He followed behind Qin Zhaoxue and Yin Xiaoyu as they continued to walk up the mountain.

…

"Boom"—a loud noise.

A deep trench was seen split into the ground.

The three Blood Drop Cultists were like candied hawthorns on a skewer, having been forcibly split down the middle.

The three corpses, having experienced not a shred of pain, slowly split apart from the middle…

Chu Zhengxiong carried his great blade on his shoulder and glanced at them with disdain.

"Enough is enough. Just how many of these guys are there? Weren't they mostly cleared out before? Why are there still so many?" Chu Zhengxiong said, looking bewildered.

As he finished speaking, Mo Yanfeng was seen walking over from not far away.

He held a handkerchief in his hand, wiping the blood from his hands.

After he wiped all the blood clean, he carefully folded the handkerchief and tucked it back into his pocket.

He then tidied up his clothes slightly.

"Didn't the Old Master say that those were just to deliberately confuse us!"

"They are just a bunch of cannon fodder, nothing to fear!"

"The true elite Blood Drop Cultists are likely all lying in ambush on this mountain!"

"Each of them has 2-Star or 3-Star cultivation; I'm afraid there are 4-Star and 5-Star ones waiting behind them!"

Mo Yanfeng looked up at the mountain.

The blood clouds in the sky had become increasingly turbulent.

A vast, dark expanse of them was rolling incessantly.

It seemed as if they were slowly pressing down, giving people a feeling of palpitations and terror.

Chu Zhengxiong curled his lip: "Then let them all come. Today is the perfect day to settle things with them once and for all!"

"By the way, have you contacted the others?"

Mo Yanfeng nodded: "Xiaoyu and Zhaoxue are already heading up the mountain; they aren't far from us!"

"I've also contacted Captain Han, Captain Mo, and the others; everything is normal!"

"It's just that the Fourth Squad ran into some trouble; they were struck by those Blood Drop Cultists, and several members were scattered. Liu Yuan is currently busy looking for people!"

"Looking for people? How can people just get lost? Don't they all have trackers? What about their walkie-talkies?"

Mo Yanfeng shrugged and shook his head with a faint smile.

"I don't know; they'll just have to fend for themselves!"

Chu Zhengxiong turned to look at him, frowning slightly as he said: "I just hate this personality of yours—cold-blooded, heartless, and extremely selfish, you know that?"

"We are all comrades in the Monster Hunting Bureau; can you really bear to just leave them to their fate?"

Mo Yanfeng shrugged and brushed the dust off his clothes.