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However, Xue Li was relentless, rapidly cycling through over a dozen arrow techniques in an attempt to restrain Morova. Meanwhile, Ye Ge managed to break free from Xi Luo's entanglement and turned to attack the "Flame Phoenix Knight." Despite wielding powerful divine weapons, the two sisters were ultimately outmatched due to their weaker foundational strength. After delaying for a few more minutes, their defenses were finally shattered, and they could only watch helplessly as the enemy rushed into the passage.

The sisters shared a knowing look, then recalled the Black Gold Treant and followed into the passage.

Volume 33 of the Werewolf Hero: Blades and Swords in Fierce Combat

When Morova and Xi Luo entered the underground city ruins through the passage, they saw Chen Xuanfeng, resplendent in golden armor, standing atop the ruins of a tall building near the city center. His team had yet to locate their target.

Although the underground city ruins were in disrepair, the layout remained intact. Many of the buildings that were once skyscrapers had collapsed, but their complex internal spaces were still preserved. The ground was largely waterlogged, making the search even more difficult. The biggest challenge was that the closer they got to the city center, the more severe the interference in the atmosphere became, greatly reducing the accuracy of Li Jia's spatial scanning equipment and the detection ball in Chen Xuanfeng's hand.

Their sole guide was the lingering scent of blood left by the severed arm of the "Wind Journey Mage." However, the ruins were not airtight, and parts of the air purification system left by the goblin alchemists were still functioning, causing the lingering scent to fluctuate and making it difficult to track quickly.

Thus, when the two young human masters arrived, Chen Xuanfeng's group had just reached the city center.

"Stop—" Morova felt a surge of relief at his timely arrival and naturally couldn't let Chen Xuanfeng's group proceed any further. With his full power unleashed, the "flame aura" surged a hundredfold, bathing the entire underground ruins in a crimson hue, and the temperature soared to a scorching level.

Chen Xuanfeng spotted the two young warriors and sighed slightly. He gestured to Jin Luosha and Li Jia, saying, "You two continue the search. I'll deal with these two youngsters."

The two women nodded, summoning the "Holy Angel" and the "Crystal Dragon" to stand watch as they continued their search. Meanwhile, Chen Xuanfeng smirked, unsheathing his sword and blade, and leaped forward to meet Morova and Xi Luo.

The demonic weapon "Emperor's Wrath Blade" erupted with black flames, erecting a blazing wall of fire between them in an instant. Although it couldn't harm masters like Morova, it forced them to halt.

"This ends here, Morova, Xi Luo. I'm surprised you managed to catch up, but I won't let you go any further."

Morova's face hardened with seriousness as he asked, "Du Xifa, are you working for the orcs?"

Chen Xuanfeng grinned and retorted, "You saw the 'Tiger Soul Blade,' didn't you? In a way... yes."

"No," Xi Luo abruptly stepped forward, staring intently at Chen Xuanfeng. "You're not just working for them. You are an orc, aren't you? My master—Xuanfeng Storm Wolff. Only you possess such astonishing martial prowess and are skilled at disguising yourself as a human to use schemes. Last time, you stole the 'Doomsday Horn' from Sacred Dragon Mountain. This time, is your target the forbidden spell mark crystal?"

"Oh?" Chen Xuanfeng arched an eyebrow, taken aback. "Why would you think that?"

Although Chen Xuanfeng had no intention of continuing to hide his identity after taking action against the forbidden spell casters, being exposed so directly still piqued his curiosity. After all, he had always believed his disguise was flawless.

Xi Luo shook his head, his expression pained. "I should have realized it earlier, Master. The way you traveled with Miss Jin Luosha and Miss Li Jia felt familiar from the first time we met. But due to your changed appearance, I didn't make the connection, and your sword techniques were different too. It wasn't until I saw the 'Tiger Soul Blade' outside that I guessed your identity, though I still wasn't sure. But when you stood here blocking us again, I became certain. The aura and expression you have now are exactly the same as when you revealed your identity on the ice plains' summit and killed Apu Knight and Lansino Knight. For all these years, in every nightmare, I've seen you standing before me with that same determination..."

Chen Xuanfeng gave a slight nod, remaining silent. He simply raised his "Holy Grail Battle Aura," and a white light spread out, with the power of the "Saint Ice Thorn Aura" radiating far and wide. The temperature within a thousand meters plummeted, even suppressing Morova's flame aura, and parts of the water surface below began to freeze.

Such a vast range of influence was ten times greater than the maximum range of the orthodox "Saint Ice Thorn Aura" from the Holy Light Temple. In the entire world, only Chen Xuanfeng possessed such an ability. By using this unique lunar ability, he naturally confirmed his identity.

With their positions now clear, there was nothing left to say. The conflict between orcs and humans was a battle of races, with no right or wrong, only victory or defeat.

"Red Lotus Sword Dance—Nine Flame Dragon Transformation—" Morova, well aware of Chen Xuanfeng's fearsome reputation, knew that his opponent was no ordinary human sword emperor. Thus, he immediately unleashed a technique he had recently learned from the "Flame Saint's" manuscripts. As the "Red Lotus Sword" swung, the searing red gaseous blades transformed into nine flame dragons, weaving a menacing formation as they lunged at Chen Xuanfeng.

"Nine-headed flame dragons? I have those too..." Chen Xuanfeng recognized the technique as one used by the "Flame Saint" Levis, but he showed no fear. His "Emperor's Wrath Blade" erupted with black flames, forming nine ferocious dragon heads of varying shapes that clashed with Morova's attack.

Flame dragon against flame dragon, eighteen heads locked in combat, with neither side gaining the upper hand. Although Chen Xuanfeng's battle aura was weaker than Morova's, his nine black flame dragons, enhanced by the power of his divine weapon and the lunar energy of the nine-headed dragon, held their own.