"Ants are ultimately just ants."
After striking successfully, Huo Long was in no rush to continue his attack.
In his view, the group before him had already become like fish trapped in a barrel, unable to escape, and he did not mind toying with them a bit longer.
Compared to outright killing his opponents, he enjoyed the feeling of their despair more.
"Lin Meng, back when the chief was preoccupied, you managed to escape, and during your flight, you even injured the chief's brother.
This has always been a thorn in the chief's heart. Fortunately, after years of pursuit, your companions have all fallen beneath this iron hammer of mine, and now, only you are left!"
Huo Long turned and coldly addressed Lin Meng.
This was an account he had always kept in his heart.
But, alas, this worthless pair of man and woman were too good at hiding—it had taken him over twenty years to capture them.
"However, speaking of which, although you, as a father, are worthless, your son is truly impressive: merely at the Blood Movement Realm, yet able to engage in a prolonged close fight with the chief!"
Huo Long deigned to give Lin Zhuang a proper look for once. During the fight, his opponent's aura had somewhat shocked him; his vitality was thick like a volcanic eruption, and with further progress, he might not be weaker than him.
"The chief has always appreciated talent. Honestly, were you not Lin Meng's son, I would not mind sparing your life.
But unfortunately, not only are you his son, but also the eldest son of this ant. Thus, the chief can only reunite you with him underground."
Huo Long grabbed Lin Zhuang and threw him beside Lin Meng, while Lin Chen was tackled to the ground by other members of the Fire Tribe.
"Father, go to the mountain, quickly seek out Lord Willow God, only Lord Willow God can save us!"
Lin Zhuang, his chest caved in and his body soaked in blood-stained beast skin, urgently spoke.
His mastery of the Body Refining Scripture was merely at a basic level, far inferior to Huo Long who was almost achieving the Cave Heaven Realm; enduring till now was already the limit of his strength.
"Where is there a Lord Willow God here, Zhuang'er, you must hold on, don't talk nonsense."
Watching the blood-soaked Lin Zhuang, Lin Meng trembled all over, clenched his teeth, and his eyes reddened.
Although Lin Zhuang would often argue with him, Lin Meng was most proud of this eldest son. Seeing his son grievously injured in his defense and even speaking deliriously, grief surged from his heart.
"Father, you... just... listen to me... go to the mountain, find... find Lord Willow God to take action, as long as Lord Willow God... is willing to act, we can still be saved..."
Lin Zhuang spoke intermittently; his injuries were extremely severe, flesh split and organs damaged, but he still persisted.
This was all thanks to the Body Refining Scripture which not only increased one's strength, but also subtly improved the cultivator's physique.
Lin Zhuang's emotions were agitated, and he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of fresh blood, startling Lin Meng.
This already half-century-old man sobbed uncontrollably; he had seen dying people suddenly become delirious and incoherent before.
Having lived here for decades, what around here was he not aware of? Not to mention a Willow God, he had never even seen a single willow tree.
Moreover, they were currently surrounded by enemies; let alone climbing the mountain, they couldn't even escape this dense forest.
Remembering his eldest son had ended up like this just to save him, Lin Meng's heart filled with sorrow and grief, feeling decades older in an instant.
"Father, do not cry, even if the child dies, it is fearless. Lord Willow God will definitely avenge the child!" Lin Zhuang said, enduring severe pain.
"What nonsense about Lord Willow God, boy, do you think by delaying you can save your family? Dream on, even if Heaven King Laozi himself came, he couldn't save you."
Huo Long, with his hands clasped behind his back, strode quickly to face Lin Zhuang, his expression gloomy.
"In these Green Mountains, every spot is a burial ground, every place desolate and uninhabited. To be honest, I really want to see if there's anyone foolish enough to show up. But unfortunately, with me, your so-called Lord Willow God here, I'm afraid he pissed his pants in fear long ago!!"
Huo Long sneered several times. How could such mediocre methods ever fool him, the chief of the Fire Tribe? It was a joke.
I don't know where this fraud came from, daring to call himself a god. What a delusional thought.
"Don't you insult Lord Willow God!" Lin Zhuang's eyes reddened, that grand figure who taught him the entire Body Tempering Scripture, whose kindness was greater than heaven. As long as he still breathed, he would never allow anyone to slander him.
"Insult? Not only will I insult him, I will flay and dismember this so-called Lord Willow God you speak of."
"You... you will receive Lord Willow God's punishment..." Lin Zhuang's chest heaved violently.
"Punishment? I've been a Cave Heaven Strongman for so long, and it's always been me who punishes others. Never has there been anyone audacious enough to dare punish me. I'd like to see how your so-called Lord Willow God will punish me, here in these mountains. I am the strongest existence!"
Huo Long's face turned cold, and he suddenly leapt forward, grabbing Lin Zhuang by the neck and lifting him up.
A strong sense of suffocation came over him, and Lin Zhuang's face instantly turned an extremely red color.
"Huo Long, let each be responsible for his own actions. It was all my fault back then, it has nothing to do with my children. I'll return with you to accept punishment, please show some mercy, spare these innocent children of mine, I'm kneeling before you."
Lin Meng cried like a child.
He was guilty.
He should have shouted for his family to leave directly; it was all his fault for becoming complacent, for not thinking to move away from here at first, which ended up causing his elder to turn out like this.
"Father, don't kneel to such a person, who insulted Willow God. The Willow God Above...will absolutely...will not forgive him."
Even though his neck was being choked and he couldn't breathe, Lin Zhuang still never yielded, still exerted all his strength to speak for Jiang Hui.
"Ts, ts, ts, truly a man of iron bones," Huo Long said, looking at your desperate wish to die, I shall reluctantly fulfill it."
Huo Long was completely enraged, the thin knife scar distorted with anger, his arm's veins bulging, the strength suddenly increasing, ready to snap Lin Zhuang's neck.
"Whoosh..."
Just then, an unexpected change occurred.
Not far off.
Suddenly, there came a series of violent and dull booms.
As if some colossal creature was scraping the ground.
The next moment.
With the sound.
A terrifying shadow looming over fifty meters tall suddenly appeared like a sweeping black wind in front of Huo Long.
Suddenly, the stench of blood assaulted the senses, accompanied by flying sand and rolling stones...
It was a mountain-sized ink-black giant python.