One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

Zhang Hao modified the Dan Devourer, which was no longer an instant fatal attack, but a torture that lasted for five minutes. Those who were attacked by the Dan Devourer would experience the pain of their meridians being destroyed during these five minutes, as if they were in purgatory, and every second felt like an age.

"Lu Ci, is this the lesson you are teaching me?" Zhang Hao gave the modified Dan Shi to Lu Ci as a "gift", allowing him to watch with his own eyes his descendants struggling in pain.

Lu Ci looked at those once familiar faces, twisted and distorted in pain, and his heart ached.

Lu Ci was furious. He was angry at Zhang Hao's cruelty and even more angry at his own incompetence. But he knew that now was not the right time and he had to hold back.

"Zhang Hao, aren't you afraid of retribution for doing this?" Lu Ci's voice trembled, full of helplessness and anger.

Zhang Hao laughed out loud, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "Retribution? I am retribution! Lu Ci, who do you think you are? Can you decide my fate?"

Zhang Hao's provocations became more and more excessive, and he even suggested that Lu Ci personally end the suffering of his descendants.

"Lu Ci, aren't you the head of the family? How come you don't even have this little courage?" Zhang Hao's words pierced Lu Ci's heart like needles.

Lu Ci clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh. He closed his eyes and tried to calm the anger in his heart. He knew that he couldn't act impulsively, otherwise all his efforts would be wasted.

The other children of Lujia Village were attracted by the screams and were horrified by the scene before them. They did not understand what was happening, they only saw their relatives struggling in pain.

"Grandpa, save us!" Lv Zhong and Lv Xiao's cries made Lv Ci's heart ache. He looked at their painful expressions, and the anger and helplessness in his heart reached a peak.

Zhang Hao's cruel behavior made Lu Ci feel desperate. He watched those once familiar faces disappear in pain one by one, and the pain in his heart could not be described in words.

"Zhang Hao, you will die a horrible death!" Lu Ci finally couldn't help but roared out in anger.

Zhang Hao sneered: "Lü Ci, do you think you are qualified to tell me this? Remember, you brought all this upon yourself!"

A gleam of determination flashed in Lu Ci's eyes. He knew that he couldn't go on like this. He had to make a choice, for his family and for himself.

There was a dead silence in the Lu family's ancestral home. Suddenly, Lu Ci rushed towards his relatives with a short knife in hand, and this scene shocked everyone.

"Uncle Ci, what are you doing!" Lu Zhong shouted, but it was too late. Lu Ci's knife had already fallen, and blood splattered.

The Lu family watched this scene in horror, unable to believe their eyes. Lu Ci, their patriarch, had always been dignified and rational, so how could he suddenly become so crazy?
"Lu Ci, are you crazy!" someone shouted, but Lu Ci seemed not to hear and continued his killing.

Zhang Hao stood aside, watching all this, his heart full of doubts and fear. He didn't know why Lu Ci was like this, nor did he know what to do.

Finally, Lu Ci stopped the knife in his hand, turned his back to the crowd, and said calmly: "They were bitten by the elixir and there is no cure. I did this to make their death easier."

Danxi? Everyone's heart tightened when they heard this. Danxi is a deadly poison of the Tang Sect, and those who are infected are beyond help. Could it be that Lu Zhong and others were really infected by Danxi?

"You're talking nonsense!" someone shouted, "How could you possibly harm your own relatives!"

Lu Ci did not look back, but said calmly: "Why should I, Lu Ci, explain to you what I have done in my life?"

After saying that, he turned around and took Zhang Hao away from the ancestral home, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

The two of them walked all the way to a small dark room behind the ancestral house. Lu Ci pushed open the door, and it was empty inside, with only a piece of wood covering something on the ground.

"Uncover it." Lu Ci said to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao hesitated for a moment, but still walked forward and lifted the wooden board. Underneath was a prisoner, Liang Fuguo.

"Liang Fuguo!" Zhang Hao exclaimed.

Liang Fuguo looked a little haggard, but he was fine. When he saw Zhang Hao and Lu Ci, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Why are you here?" Liang Fuguo asked.

Lu Ci did not answer his question, but said coldly: "Do you know why you are imprisoned here?"

Liang Fuguo was silent for a while, then said, "I don't know. I just remember being knocked unconscious and waking up here."

Lu Ci nodded and said, "You were poisoned by the elixir, and someone deliberately framed you. I saved you, but I can only lock you up here to prevent you from dying from the poison."

Liang Fuguo's face changed drastically when he heard this. He couldn't believe his ears, and couldn't accept this fact.

Zhang Hao looked at Liang Fuguo's painful expression, his heart full of sympathy and anger. He knew that there must be deeper reasons and bigger conspiracies behind all this.

"Lu Ci, what do you know?" Zhang Hao asked.

Lu Ci looked at him, with a complex emotion in his eyes. He said, "I know much more than you think. But now is not the time to tell you."

Lu Ci told Zhang Hao expressionlessly: "Your senior brother Liang Fuguo is in the cellar right now." He lifted up the wooden board and walked down first.

Zhang Hao followed closely behind, feeling anxious. The cold air from the cellar hit him, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

As soon as he entered the cellar, Zhang Hao saw Liang Fuguo. His senior brother, the once high-spirited man, was now lying in a pool of blood, his body covered with scars, his hands and legs pierced by spikes, his tendons and bones broken, and his flesh and blood blurred.

Anger and grief flashed across Zhang Hao's eyes, and he trembled as he stepped forward, trying to help Liang Fuguo up. However, Liang Fuguo only slightly opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Hao, and smiled bitterly.

"Xiao Hao...you're here..." Liang Fuguo's voice was weak and hoarse.

Zhang Hao held his hand tightly, tears in his eyes: "Brother, I will definitely save you!"

At this moment, Lu Ci suddenly launched an attack. A cold light flashed, and went straight to Zhang Hao's vitals. Zhang Hao was startled, and the golden light spell appeared instantly, blocking Lu Ci's attack.

"Hmph, you have some skills." Lu Ci sneered and swung his sword again. Zhang Hao's golden light spell was shaken and flowed, but he did not retreat, but condensed the thunder method and prepared to counterattack.

"Thunder magic, thunder!" Zhang Hao waved his hand casually, and thunder burst out, turning into countless lightning snakes that bombarded Lu Ci. Lu Ci was blown away and fell heavily on the wall of the cellar.

Zhang Hao took the opportunity to walk to Liang Fuguo's side and temporarily suppressed his injuries with his vitality. Liang Fuguo showed a gratified smile on his face: "Xiao Hao, you have grown up..."

A strong killing intent surged in Zhang Hao's heart. He looked at Lu Ci with a cold light in his eyes: "Lu Ci, how dare you treat my brother like this? Today I will make you pay the price!"

Lu Ci got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "Humph, do you think you can defeat me? What a joke!"

Zhang Hao said no more and launched the attack directly. The Golden Light Mantra and the Thunder Method intertwined to form a series of powerful attack waves that bombarded Lu Ci. Although Lu Ci was very powerful, he seemed a little overwhelmed by Zhang Hao's fierce attack.

After a fierce battle, Lu Ci was finally defeated. He fell to the ground, gasping for breath, looking at Zhang Hao with fear in his eyes.

"You...you dare to hurt me!" Lu Ci roared.

Zhang Hao looked at him coldly: "So what if I hurt you? You hurt my brother first, this is the retribution you deserve!" Liang Fuguo lay on the cold stone slab, his body covered with scars, blood staining his collar. He was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe, but his eyes flashed with an unyielding light.

Suddenly, a warm breath rushed into his body, as if the sun penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on him. Liang Fuguo felt comfortable, and the pain in his body was rapidly subsiding.

"This...what's going on?" Liang Fuguo widened his eyes in surprise.

He looked around but didn't find anything unusual. The breath of life seemed to come out of nowhere and then disappear, leaving him feeling relaxed.

"Zhang Hao, what did you do?" Liang Fuguo looked at Zhang Hao who was standing beside him, his eyes full of shock.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly and said calmly: "It was just a little trick."

Liang Fuguo was shocked. He knew that Zhang Hao's strength was unfathomable, but he didn't expect that he could heal his injuries so easily. This method was difficult to achieve even for a national player.

Lu Ci held a long knife in his hand, and his body was covered with burn marks, looking miserable. He roared angrily, his voice full of resentment and unwillingness.

"You bastards, how dare you betray the Lu family! Even if I, Lu Ci, die here today, I will make you pay the price!"

He pointed at the other people present, his eyes flashing with madness. Obviously, he had regarded these people as enemies and intended to fight them to the death.

At this moment, footsteps were heard. Na Ruhu, along with Huang Ning, the president of the Truth Seeking Society, and others came down the cellar stairs. Their appearance made the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.

"Lü Ci, have you had enough of this?" The tiger said coldly, "Do you think you can fight against all of us by yourself?"

Lu Ci sneered and said, "So what? I, Lu Ci, have never been afraid of death! Even if I die here today, I will let you know the consequences of betraying the Lu family!"

Zhang Hao looked at the situation in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little worried. He knew that although he was powerful, he might not be able to resist the combination of so many forces.

"Zhang Hao, what are you going to do?" Liang Fuguo asked worriedly.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said, "We can only do our best."

Na Ruhu and the representatives of the Lu family sat together, their eyes focused on the plan in their hands. This time, their goal was to get rid of Zhang Hao and Liang Fuguo to maintain the balance of the alien world.

"The old Taoist priest has already accepted the company's trial. We can't let him go down the mountain again because of these two guys." The tiger-like man said in a deep voice, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

Lu Ci nodded, holding tightly in his hand a sharp blade called the Demon Sword Hirumaru. A faint black aura emanated from the blade, as if it could devour all life.

"This time, we must succeed." Lu Ci's voice was low and cold.

However, they did not expect that Zhang Hao had already seen through their plan. He stood at the entrance of the cellar, looking at everyone with a cold gaze.

"Do you think you can get rid of me like this?" Zhang Hao sneered, his voice full of disdain.

Na Ruhu and Lu Ci looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes. They didn't expect Zhang Hao to face them so calmly.

"Boy, do you think you can fight against all of us?" the tiger roared angrily, emitting a powerful aura.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a residual shadow.

"Give it a try." His voice echoed in the air, making it impossible to determine his location.

Ru Hu, Lu Ci and others immediately launched an attack, but their attacks seemed to hit the air and could not touch Zhang Hao at all.

Zhang Hao's figure shuttled among the crowd. Every move he made was precise and ruthless, making it difficult for Ru Hu and others to cope.

"Is this your strength?" Zhang Hao sneered, his voice full of disdain.

Na Ruhu and others were angered by Zhang Hao's ridicule. They increased the intensity of their attacks, but Zhang Hao was like a swimming fish, and was able to easily avoid their attacks.

At this moment, Lu Ci suddenly launched his magic sword Hirudo, and a black blade light slashed towards Zhang Hao.

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Hao's eyes. He didn't expect Lu Ci to suddenly launch such a powerful attack. He dodged the attack with a flash.

"That was a close call." Zhang Hao thought to himself. He knew he couldn't take it lightly anymore.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and prepared for the next battle.

The battle lasted for a long time, and the cellar was filled with fierce fighting and shouting. In the end, with Zhang Hao's clever response and unremitting efforts, Na Ruhu and others were finally defeated.

"You lost." Zhang Hao said coldly, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule.

"The demon sword Hirumaru?" Lu Ci showed a look of surprise, as if he didn't expect that his weapon would be recognized.

"That's right, this is the demon sword Hirumaru that has caused countless catastrophes." Zhang Hao's tone was calm and firm, as if he had already expected this moment.

Na Ruhu, Huang Ning and others also showed surprised expressions. Although they had heard of the notoriety of the demon sword Hirumaru, they had never seen the real thing. According to legend, this sword once belonged to a strong man named Majin Eita, who used this sword to kill countless heroes in the alien world.

"Isn't this knife destroyed? How did it get into your hands?" Huang Ning asked puzzledly.

Lu Ci sneered and said, "Who said it's destroyed? As long as someone can control it, it can reappear in the world."

As he spoke, he waved the Hirudo in his hand, and the purple Qi blended with the blade, as if it had life. Everyone could feel the powerful evil Qi, as if it was going to devour them.

"You...you really control this knife?" Ru Hu asked in disbelief.

"Humph, as long as your will is strong enough, you can gain Hirumaru's recognition." Lu Ci smiled proudly, "Now, who among you can be my enemy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Hao suddenly laughed.

"Do you think you can be invincible in the world just by controlling the magic sword? That's ridiculous." Zhang Hao's tone was full of disdain.

Lu Ci's face darkened and he said, "Boy, don't be so arrogant. I know you are a little Taoist boy from the Tianshi Mansion, but don't think you can act so presumptuous in front of me."

"So what if he's just a little Taoist boy from the Tianshi Mansion? I, Zhang Hao, have never been afraid of any strong enemy." As Zhang Hao said this, he moved and rushed towards Lu Ci.

His movements were as fast as lightning, like a streak of light across the sky. Seeing this, Lu Ci did not dare to be careless and immediately waved his Hirugan to meet him.

The two figures crossed in the air, swords flashed and shadows appeared, and Qi flowed. For a moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be shrouded by their battle. (End of this chapter)