Let you be a good grandson, you raise a group of banshees?

After Lu Yuan, Ye Ling'er and Chu Yao left the valley, the sky was gradually darkening.

The evening breeze was slightly cool and a little damp, which seemed to indicate that a storm was coming.

The three of them walked quickly along the rugged mountain road, and the road under their feet seemed particularly difficult.

"Brother Lu Yuan, where are we going next?"

Ye Ling'er couldn't help but ask, with a hint of fatigue in her voice.

After continuous fighting, their bodies and minds were extremely tense.

"We have now destroyed the altar of the Dark Gate, but the leader has not shown up."

Lu Yuan's eyes remained stern, and the Xuan-Yuan Sword at his waist trembled slightly, as if sensing something.

"Next, we must find the real lair of the Black Demon Sect and eradicate them completely."

He whispered, then stopped and looked up at the mountains in the distance.

There, an ancient palace can be vaguely seen, as if hidden in the clouds, exuding a mysterious and strange atmosphere.

"That is the real base of the Dark Gate."

There was a hint of coldness in Lu Yuan's voice.

“This is our last battleground.”

"There?"

Chu Yao followed Lu Yuan's gaze and frowned slightly.

"That place is hidden so deeply, the power of the Dark Sect may have gathered there."

"I'm afraid it will be even more dangerous this time."

Ye Ling'er also looked towards the palace nervously, and the uneasy premonition in her heart became stronger.

"Yes."

Lu Yuan nodded slightly, with a hint of heaviness in his eyes.

"This time we will face the strongest force of the Dark Sect."

“But we have no choice.”

He gripped the Xuanyuan Sword tightly, and a warm power came from the sword, as if giving him courage.

“No matter how many dangers lie ahead, I must keep going.”

Ye Ling'er and Chu Yao looked at each other, then nodded at the same time, with a determined look in their eyes.

"We're with you."

Chu Yao's voice was calm and firm, and the sword trembled slightly in her hand, as if responding to her determination.

Ye Ling'er bit her lip lightly. Although she felt a little uneasy inside, she still chose to walk side by side with Lu Yuan.

"Brother Lu Yuan, we will never let you face it alone."

Lu Yuan felt a little warm in his heart, and then he revealed a faint smile.

"Okay, let's go together then."

He turned around and looked at the palace in the distance again, his eyes revealing endless determination and fighting spirit.

"let's go."

The three of them continued to move forward, their steps brisk but firm.

As they gradually approached the ancient palace, the atmosphere in the air became more and more strange and depressing.

The surrounding scenery seemed to gradually lose its color. The originally lush and green mountains and forests became gray and dead silent, and even the wind became dull.

"The atmosphere here...is becoming increasingly strange."

Chu Yao said in a low voice, gently clenching the sword in her hand, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

Lu Yuan also felt this strange aura. He did not stop, but his eyes were always alert to the movements around him.

"There must be danger ahead."

Lu Yuan thought to himself.

He knew that the Dark Demon Sect would never let them get close to their lair easily.

Sure enough, just as they reached halfway up the mountain, the air around them suddenly began to fluctuate violently, and a strong evil energy surged out from the ground and quickly surrounded them.

"coming!"

Lu Yuan's eyes turned cold, and the Xuanyuan Sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the sword energy swept around like lightning.

"clang!"

Accompanied by a loud sound of metal collision, several black shadows emerged from the evil energy, and the long swords in their hands slashed towards Lu Yuan and the other two at the same time.

"The Black Demon Sect's assassins!"

Chu Yao shouted coldly, and swung the sword suddenly, with the strong sword energy heading straight for those black shadows.

"Dang dang dang!" The sounds of swords colliding came one after another, and the air around was filled with a strong murderous intent.

"These assassins are more powerful than those we encountered before."

Lu Yuan thought to himself.

These assassins from the Black Demon Sect have obviously undergone more rigorous training. Their swordsmanship is sharp, their coordination is tacit, and every attack they make is full of deadly threats.

"But no matter how strong you are, you can't stop us!"

Lu Yuan let out a low shout and swung the Xuanyuan Sword violently. The powerful sword energy swept around like a violent storm, instantly forcing back several assassins.

Ye Ling'er and Chu Yao also attacked at the same time, the daggers and swords intertwined in the air to form a beam of light, heading straight for the vital points of those assassins.

"kill!"

The Black Demon Sect's assassins were not afraid at all. They swung the long swords in their hands again, and the strong sword light slashed towards Lu Yuan and the other two.

"clang!"

Lu Yuan blocked the opponent's attack with a sword, and then the sword energy suddenly counterattacked, directly knocking the assassin's long sword away.

"Although these people are strong, they are ultimately no match for the Xuanyuan Sword."

Lu Yuan sneered in his heart, then turned the sword and pointed it straight at the opponent's throat.

"puff!"

With a muffled sound, the dead man's body suddenly fell down, and blood gushed out from his throat.

"Continue the attack!"

Lu Yuan let out a low shout, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand burst out with a strong light again, and the sword tip was directed at the remaining assassins.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sound of swords clashing rang out again. The offensive of several assassins was completely suppressed by Lu Yuan and his two companions. Their movements became slower and slower, and their defenses were gradually torn apart.

"it's over!"

Chu Yao shouted coldly, and swung the sword down suddenly. The sword energy struck the last assassin like thunder.

The assassin had no time to react and was hit by the sword energy directly. He fell down instantly and lost his life.

"call……"

Ye Ling'er exhaled lightly, a look of fatigue appearing on her face.

"The power of these assassins is too strong."

She said softly, a hint of worry in her eyes.

"The power of the Dark Gate is far greater than we imagined."

Chu Yao also nodded, with a serious look on her face.

"We must find the leader of the Dark Gate as soon as possible."

"Only by completely eliminating their leader can this end."

Lu Yuan took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his state.

He knew that the battle just now was just a prelude and the real challenge was still ahead.

"Keep going, don't stop."

He whispered, and then took Ye Ling'er and Chu Yao and quickly moved towards the palace.

As they walked, the air around them became increasingly oppressive, as if an invisible force was oppressing their every movement.

"We're almost there."

Lu Yuan looked up and saw that the ancient palace was right in front of him. A strong evil aura continued to surge out of the palace, as if announcing the danger of this place.

"The leader of the Dark Gate must be inside."

There was a hint of determination in Chu Yao's eyes. She knew that this battle would determine their fate.

"No matter how many dangers lie ahead, we will not back down."

Lu Yuan's voice was low and firm, and the Xuanyuan Sword trembled slightly in his hand, as if he had sensed the upcoming battle.

The three of them said nothing more and quickly stepped into the ancient palace.

The palace was dark, and the surrounding walls were engraved with strange runes. A strong evil spirit filled the air, making it difficult to even breathe.

“The atmosphere here is so depressing.”

Ye Ling'er whispered, holding the dagger tightly in her hand.

Lu Yuan's eyes were calm, and the Xuan-Yuan Sword in his hand made a slight buzzing sound, as if issuing a warning to the evil spirits around him.

"Let's be careful."

He whispered, and then led the two of them forward carefully. (End of this chapter)