Fang Han had been far away when he heard the moans of a beautiful woman.

The voices, melodious and delicate, echoed through the tranquil mountain forest; they belonged to the five women in light veils.

He moved with lightning speed, and in a few leaps, he landed lightly on the roof of the Taoist temple, just like a feather falling without making a sound.

The people in the Taoist temple were engrossed in their own conflicts and were completely unaware of his quiet arrival.

After all, in certain innate perceptions, humans are indeed difficult to compare with demons and beasts.

With their innate keen senses, demonic beasts can perceive subtle changes in their surroundings, and their perception abilities far surpass those of humans.

From his vantage point, Fang Han immediately spotted the forty-year-old man surrounded by the crowd and the stunningly beautiful little girl. He was slightly taken aback, his heart filled with surprise.

The man dressed in black armor and holding a long spear was none other than Prince Xiao Zhan, the "King of Zhenbei" from Yanlong Kingdom.

Xiao Zhan, the Prince of Zhenbei, is a man of great prestige. He not only commands the Zhenbei Army, which guards the northern border of Yanlong Kingdom, but also serves as the head of the Demon Suppression Division. He is the superior of Tantai Qiuyue, the Grand Commander of the Demon Suppression Division in Tianyuan County. In the entire Yanlong Kingdom, he is undoubtedly a top figure.

Fang Han had never met the little girl, but he had heard of her, because Xiao Zhan, the Prince of Zhenbei, did indeed have such a younger sister.

Fang Han truly hadn't expected to encounter the Zhenbei King and his sister unexpectedly in this Yin-Yang Mountain.

Looking at the ground in the Taoist temple courtyard, there were several armored guards lying haphazardly. Judging from their clothing and equipment, they should be guards of Xiao Zhan, the Prince of Zhenbei.

In addition, there were more than a dozen corpses of men dressed in black. These dead men were clearly from the same group as the old man in black robes and the woman in light veils.

It is likely that he was killed by Xiao Zhan, the Prince of Zhenbei, during the chaotic battle between the two sides.

At this moment, Zhenbei King Xiao Zhan and his sister Xiao Qingluan are already in deep danger.

"You old bastard, you're like a toad trying to eat swan meat! You dare to make a move on me? Do you want to die?"

Loli Xiao Qingluan's face flushed red, and she pointed her jade finger angrily at the black-robed old man and shouted, "My brother has 100,000 Zhenbei Army soldiers, plus the people of the Demon Suppression Division. Even if you hide in this Yin Yang Mountain, we can still flatten your Hehuan Sect. I advise you to think carefully about the consequences. If you stop fighting now, there is still room for negotiation."

“Princess Qingluan, if we were outside Yin Yang Mountain, my Hehuan Sect would naturally not dare to provoke you and your brother. But unfortunately, even a large army cannot enter Yin Yang Mountain. Moreover, the guards you brought have been killed. Now you are trapped like turtles in a jar. You cannot mobilize the Zhenbei Army and the Zhenyao Division at all.”

The old man in black robes threw his head back and laughed, his laughter full of smugness: "You little darling, you actually dare to scare this old man. When I catch you, I'll make you experience my power."

"Right now you wish you could kill me, but wait, once you become a wife and know the pleasures of love between men and women, you will keep asking me for more."

However, despite his arrogant words, he did not rashly launch an attack on Zhenbei King Xiao Zhan.

Zhenbei King Xiao Zhan is powerful, having already reached the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Although he has hidden injuries, the black-robed elder is also at the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. If the two were to fight to the death, they would likely both be injured. Therefore, he was somewhat wary of him.

"You old bastard, I'll fight you to the death..."

Princess Xiao Qingluan was so angry that her face turned red and her eyes blazed with fire. She was about to rush out from behind the Prince of Zhenbei and kill the old man in black robes with her sword.

"Qingluan, don't be impulsive."

Upon seeing this, Prince Zhenbei, Xiao Zhan, quickly grabbed his younger sister, Xiao Qingluan.

His voice was low and solemn, “Once you fall into this old man’s hands, I will be hesitant to act, and my brother and I will have no chance of leaving this place.”

After hearing her brother's words, Xiao Qingluan suppressed her anger and slowly retreated behind Prince Zhenbei, Xiao Zhan.

In reality, if it were only Zhenbei Wang Xiao Zhan who was surrounded by these people from the Hehuan Sect, with his strength and combat experience, he might still have a chance to break through.

But with Xiao Qingluan by his side, how could he, as her elder brother, bear to abandon his young sister and flee alone?

“Prince Zhenbei, even if you want to protect Princess Qingluan, how long can you do it? You yourself will soon be unable to hold on and will be embracing my five disciples for pleasure. I advise you to give up.”

The old man in black robes wore a confident smile, but a hint of cunning lurked in his eyes.

"Old man, you've lived for seventy or eighty years and are a well-known figure. I don't think you dare to fight me one-on-one. You're such a coward. What's the point of a man like you living for another two hundred years?"

Zhenbei King Xiao Zhan snorted coldly, his voice deep and steady, his words carrying a strong killing intent and undisguised sarcasm.

However, he was already preoccupied with resisting the seductive music of the five women in light veils.

The voice was like an invisible demonic sound, seeping into his mind and constantly eroding his will, making him constantly in danger of being controlled by these five women in light veils.

Once he loses his composure, he will drop his spear, take off his black armor, and indulge in pleasure with the women, only to have his vital essence drained and die a tragic death.

“King Zhenbei, you should know the style of my Hehuan Sect. We never act recklessly, but win by skill. On the battlefield, you are a war god, but when you meet these beautiful young women of our Hehuan Sect, you can only bow down at their feet.”

The old man in black robes laughed again, "I am indeed famous for a long time, but I am not a person who cares about face. As long as I can capture you, I will hand you over to the sect leader by any means necessary. For me, that will be a great achievement."

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