Dual Cultivation: Beasts and Women!

'Emerald Owls!'

He recognized the three opponents from the Battle Hall that day, and his eyes widened involuntarily as he remained crouched beside the brown bear's lifeless body.

His muscles and bones tingled, a gentle burn reminding him of the beating he had endured that day, as electrical impulses surged through his body.

Veins bulged on his forehead and neck, while his lips curled downward, a visceral expression of pure hatred etched onto his face.

'Sons of bitches! You were the ones sent by Emerald Owls!' Liam closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again, with Thal'Korr already by his side.

'Go to Francis and stop him from running away. I'll draw them to me and help you deliver a paralyzing blow to them.' Liam ordered a few moments before using mana on his arms, flexing his arms to propel his body upwards.

As Thal'Korr sprinted toward Francis, the thunderous hooves of the black bull echoed through the air. The red snake slithered with swift, sinuous movements, its scales glistening under the dim light. Meanwhile, the creature with the body of a deer moved, its hooves softly thudding against the ground.

Liam skillfully evaded their joint attack, his heart pounding with adrenaline as he narrowly escaped their ferocious assault.

As the enemy skillfully dodged their attack, the three Spirit Masters behind the surprise attack narrowed their eyes, sensing the power radiating from Thal'Korr, now a 6-Star being.

'He has become stronger since the previous challenges,' Francis observed. Realizing that he would require additional power, he glanced towards his companion with two Spirits by this man's side.

The fact that Liam's Spirit was slightly stronger wasn't sufficient reason for them to give up. Liam still appeared to bear wounds from the previous challenge and had spent his energy in defeating both the five hyenas and the 5-Star bear.

Liam's feet hit the ground with a thud, four meters behind the lifeless bear. The metallic ring of his sword being unsheathed filled the air as he swiftly positioned himself, ready to confront the trio of creatures lurking nearby. With heightened senses, he could already sense the approaching fourth opponent.

He could evade the three individuals closest to him and make his way towards one of the Spirit Masters who were targeting him. However, these four were positioned in different places around Liam. If they were to recognize his current power and choose to escape, it would be difficult for him to pursue them and his secret would inevitably be exposed.

He had to wait for the right moment to act to prevent this!

As Francis' red snake made its second move, Liam's movements became strained, as if he was battling against an invisible force, only fighting back with enough strength to defend himself.

The other three closed in on him swiftly, their strikes aimed at his vulnerable spots, but he dodged the deadliest attacks and retaliate against the less challenging ones.

He opened his mouth, breathing deeply, while Thal'Korr was already in a fight against three Spirits—Francis' demon, but also the demons of two of the other three men.

As he was the strongest Spirit in the area, those guys wouldn't hesitate to put three Spirits against one against Thal'Korr!

"Lemuel, attack the bastard along with your demon!" Francis shouted when he recognized Liam was resisting the attacks of four Spirits simultaneously.

Liam's eyes lit up as he heard it, his hands itching to attack with everything he had. These Spirits together could really make him sweat, and if they hit him, they would certainly cause pain. As strong as he was now, he was still only one person and had the vulnerabilities of fighting using his own body.

However, he could easily destroy these Spirits the moment he showed his current combat power!

'That's it. Come closer to me.' He strategized while commanding Thal'Korr to engage the enemies, determined to lure them closer.

Francis and the others took steps forward as they drew their weapons, preparing to join the fight. Spirit Masters avoided fighting with their bodies. But once they had exhausted their Spirits or were sure they would win, it was common for them to take the ultimate steps in a fight.

Lemuel approached Liam alongside his demon, joining the four Spirits attacking the young man with black hair and clothes soiled with beast blood.

As a 6-Star Spirit Lord, Lemuel's face contorted into a horrified expression as he lunged forward with his spear, aiming for Liam's unsuspecting back.

"Die!"

Just as the attack was about to reach Liam's armor, he sidestepped and felt the tip of the spear graze between his right arm and torso.

With a flick of his arm, Liam trapped the spear in his body while moving a dagger towards the base of Lemuel's neck.

The young man with the short red hair opened his eyes wide as he let go of the spear. He felt his mouth fill with blood as the dagger stopped at his neck and reached for his windpipe.

His lungs filled with blood, while Lemuel felt his body grow weak and his eyes darken.

At that moment, two of the three young men advanced against Liam with hatred, with only Fracis staying where he was, sensing something was wrong.

'Now!' Liam ordered Thal'Korr, as the creature used its strongest ability, Force Amplification, to raise his characteristics to the next level.

Liam did the same while also using Shadow Projection, manipulating the many shadows created by the grand red moon in the sky to form dark vassals.

He moved with the spear from his enemy and said, "You will pay with your lives for the fight days ago."

He spoke for the first time in the fight, sending shivers down the spines of the three remaining humans.

Lemuel was already falling unconscious, while the young man's two Spirits were threatening to disappear, becoming transparent.

But Liam was filled with hatred. After saying his heartfelt words, he moved the spear, using it like a sword to reach the bodies of the Spirits near him.

He was at 8-Star level, so there was no way that 4-Star and 5-Star Spirits like those could dodge him. The moment he moved against the strongest of the Spirits, he easily destroyed Francis' red serpent.

As Francis absorbed the force of Liam's assault, his face drained of color, and he felt a deep ache in his chest as if his soul had been struck.

"Shit! This wretch is hiding his level!" Francis shouted, his voice filled with frustration and anger.

But with his shout, Thal'Korr moved one of his arms and tore one of the Spirits in half, a second later causing it to explode.

Liam destroyed Lemuel's two Spirits before the young man even died, as he also eliminated the black bull and the white deer that had injured him in the previous fight.

To the misfortune of the two lasting Spirit Masters, alongside their Spirits, they had already gotten too close to Liam when the young man showed all he was capable of.

As they felt dark creatures appearing behind them, piercing their bodies and entering their bodies, they could only scream in horror as they sensed they were facing their deaths!

"Aaaagh!"

"No! No! Mercy!"

"Liam, we're members of Emerald Owls, it won't stay like this if you kill us!" Francis said as he retreated several steps, planning to flee while he still could.

"As expected from a worm who uses numbers to his advantage. Tsk! But I'll go against Emerald Owls myself. Don't worry about that. Dead people like you should just shut up and rest under the ground!"

Liam left the demon Spirits of his enemies immobilized, while, with Lemuel's spear, he penetrated the left chest of one of those two men crying out for mercy.

He moved in with his sword, striking against the neck of the second paralyzed man, severing the enemy's head in one slashing movement.

Swooish!

Francis opened his eyes wide as he shivered in the chilly night winds.

"Shit!" He turned his back and started running, not wanting to see what Liam intended to do to him.

But the moment he started running, he felt a pang in his heart and stumbled. He felt his first Spirit being destroyed by Thal'Korr, finally alone in this dark forest with only Liam and the Shadowfiend around him.

Liam looked at Francis with a solemn gaze, but didn't hurry. Strolling while wiping the blood from his silver sword, Liam made Francis feel the terror of knowing that he would die and no one could do anything for him.

Thal'Korr stopped behind Francis, using his shadow suppression to stop the enemy from moving. Even though he was weaker than this Spirit Master, this demon was in his natural habitat. Aside from the shadows of the night strengthening him, his master was directing mana at him.

With Francis wounded from losing his two Spirits and not being a warrior, there was no way Thal'Korr would have any difficulty suppressing this 7-Star human.

"Any last words?" Liam stopped next to Francis, seeing tears streaming from his enemy's reddened eyes, phlegm dripping from his nose and his whole body trembling.

"Mercy, senior! Mercy!" Francis said in a pathetic tone.

Not everyone had the determination to die with honor!

"I won't show mercy to anyone!"

Swooish!

Liam moved his sword once more, ending the confrontation against the four Spirit Masters!