Chapter 1057

The Dragonherd Clan's actions were not significant, and of course they also attracted some attention.

Those people were just watching, and they did not choose to intervene.

Their gaze fell on a town far outside the Mangshan Mountain Range, a town far from the range.

A figure fled swiftly, his movements quick, weaving through the forest; it was obvious his goal was the Mangshan Mountain Range, not anywhere else.

Several figures followed behind, brandishing swords and blades as they gave chase, killing intent filling the forest; many beasts trembled in fear. The one leading the pursuit struck out, his palm hitting empty air, blasting a deep pit into the ground—such force that if it had landed on a body, it would have shattered it outright.

"Huang Yan, you can't escape—why bother? You're already a waste; running won't change your fate."

"Surrender, and I might leave you a whole corpse."

The boy ahead kept bleeding from his chest, his clothes stained red, yet he did not stop; instead, he sped up his forward run.

He was Huang Yan, a discarded son of the Huang Family; while asleep, he was ambushed and drugged, and upon waking he found himself crippled, his Flame Yang Bone gouged out, ripped away.

The one who dug it out was the pursuer behind him—the Huang Family's steward, who was the steward of Huang Yan's stepmother, brought from her natal family; those chasing behind him were also her people.

Huang Yan had been a genius of the Huang Family, valued and employed by the clan, but…

He was ruined, he was ruined.

Fortunately he woke quickly, and before the steward Luo and the others could react, he swiftly fled the Huang Family; his stepmother directly ordered Steward Luo and his men to exterminate him, to kill him before his father and grandfather returned, sealing the matter completely.

By then, even if his father and grandfather returned, they could not change it; they could only compromise.

That bone on his body was meant for his younger brother.

That is, the child born of his stepmother and father, his younger brother Huang Yang; the two brothers were both geniuses of the Huang Family, but being a few years older, he had always stood in front of his brother, blocking his brother's brilliance.

Then came this scene.

His Flame Yang Bone was the source of his talent, yet it was dug out; once his brother devoured his Flame Yang Bone, he could fuse its talent and soar to the heavens.

With their combined talents, Huang Yang would be unstoppable, leading the Huang Family to its peak.

As for Huang Yan, if he died, he died—just another grave among many in the Huang Family.

Huang Yan was unwilling—he did not want to die like this, did not want his stepmother to succeed, nor his brother.

He wanted revenge, he wanted to kill them, but without his Flame Yang Bone he was essentially crippled, his strength reduced to a tenth; if he kept draining himself, his essence would soon be exhausted, and that would be his time of death.

"Damn it, these beasts won't let go, I can't shake them."

"The Mangshan Mountain Range is right ahead; I hope it can scare them off, otherwise my odds are grim."

Huang Yan was fully aware of his condition; relying on burning his potential and essence to stay alive, entering the Mangshan Mountain Range meant a nine-in-ten chance of death.

At least there was a chance to survive; if luck was on his side, he could live.

If those behind caught up with him, he would die without a whole corpse.

"Huang Yan, you don't think hiding in the Mangshan Mountain Range makes you safe, do you?"

Steward Luo behind him jeered, raising his voice specifically to provoke Huang Yan.

"Inside the Mangshan Mountain Range, demonic beasts are countless; a waste like you going in is a dead end—you'd be better off staying and begging me for mercy; perhaps I'll soften and let you live like a dog."

"Huang Yan, don't waste your effort—you can't possibly enter the Mangshan Mountain Range; I'm not playing with you anymore."

"Huang Yan, go die."

Steward Luo made a move directly, not wanting to play any longer.

The cat-and-mouse game along the way should end now; he's grown tired of it.

The several people behind all quickened their pace, surrounding Huang Yan; their aim was simple: kill Huang Yan to avoid future complications.

"Go die, kid."

"Anyone who opposes the young lady must die."

"The Huang Family has only one genius, that is Young Master Huang Yang; you, a little beast, what are you to dare block Young Master Huang Yang's path?"

"Only when you die will the Huang Family devote all resources to nurturing Young Master Huang Yang, and then he will shine brilliantly."

"Your greatest fault is being too outstanding; the Flame Yang Bone gave you that edge, so I can dispose of you, Huang Yan—if you were mediocre, the young lady might not have moved against you, but your unforgivable sin is blocking Young Master Huang Yang's way."

"Today you will surely die; no one can save you."

Steward Luo flickered into position behind Huang Yan, killing intent condensing.

His palm turned into a blade, thrusting into Huang Yan's back.

The next moment, Steward Luo froze; before him the person showed no sign of being killed, nor any scream.

"Something's off."

Steward Luo immediately sensed something was wrong and roared: "That brat ran—chase him, don't let him get away!"

The Huang Yan before him was not the real one, but an illusion.

The real Huang Yan had long since fled; he deliberately left some means to confuse them.

Steward Luo glared at Huang Yan's retreating back and bellowed: "Damned brat, dare to toy with me—I will have your death."

The enraged Steward Luo accelerated forward, determined to kill him.

Killing Huang Yan—his mission must not fail.

Huang Yan plunged headfirst into the Mangshan Mountain Range, while Steward Luo and the others stood outside, staring at the range, afraid to enter.

"Steward, should we go in?"

One of them spoke up, a little timid.

They all knew the terror of the Mangshan Mountain Range—those who entered faced a nine-in-ten chance of death, and even if someone survived, coming out would leave them mad.

They certainly did not want to become food for demonic beasts.

"Go in, you three—if that brat doesn't die, you don't think about coming out."

Steward Luo pointed inside, ordering the few beside him to pursue and kill him within, while he himself would not go in.

Several people looked at each other, at this moment unsure whether to carry out the order.

Steward Luo harshly said: "You may choose not to go in, but your families will not receive the young lady's special favor."

Those who don't obey will face serious consequences.

Several people gritted their teeth, clasped their fists, and said, "Yes."

They went in pursuit, entering the Boundless Great Mountain of the Mangshan Mountain Range; the forest hid their presence, and their aura could no longer be detected.

Steward Luo stared resentfully at the Mangshan Mountain Range, gnashing his teeth: "This brat is no pushover; they've all gone after him, that brat is already at the end of his rope—even if he survives, he cannot possibly walk out of the Mangshan Mountain Range alive."

"Huang Yan, if you must blame someone, blame being born in the wrong place."

"The Huang Family is not suited for you."

Having said that, Steward Luo turned and left.