At midnight, a thin figure emerged from the distant Hunting Forest ten miles west of the city. What was strange was that his seemingly slow pace had an extremely fast speed, and he appeared outside the forest in just a few steps, like a ghost.

  He looked around with his eyes, although what he saw was desolate and without a trace of people, but the divine sense of others told him that there were six people in the dense forest in front of him.

  They were all hiding in the dense forest ahead, watching his movements through the gaps in the leaves. The newcomer was none other than Oben, a master of Caesar's generation.

  This forest is called Weilve Lin, its purpose is to provide a hunting ground for the many kings and nobles of the Xiongnu. The Xiongnu people value bravery, and this forest is home to many large carnivorous beasts. Ordinary Xiongnu civilians dare not approach here, they just look from afar but do not dare to get close.

  So hiding a few people in here is an easy task.

  Auburn's face revealed a hint of cold smile, and he said loudly: "Since you don't want to come out, then let me pull you out."

  He thought his martial arts skills were superior and didn't take these people seriously, so he was about to go in and capture them. Suddenly, his body froze in place, maintaining a slightly forward-leaning posture, not daring to move at all.

  That's right, he didn't dare move, since he entered the realm of the ancestors, it was the first time he had such a feeling.

  His consciousness received a signal of extreme danger in the infinite space, which was a mysterious and unpredictable power, and this power was accumulating momentum to attack him. In the dark, he had a feeling that the strength of this power was enough to pose a threat of death to him.

  A powerful and destructive aura filled the air, a killing intent that was almost palpable swept towards him from all directions. If it were another top-notch expert in his place, they would surely be frightened out of their wits, their mind in disarray.

  But Auben did not disappoint his master's name, facing the unknown danger, his various spiritual awareness rose to its peak state in an instant, the true energy inside his body flowed unceasingly, making preparations for any change at any time. His eyes did not look towards the dense forest, but all his attention was concentrated there, no matter what wind blew or grass moved, he could make the best reaction.

  His martial arts skills have reached a point where, when facing an opponent, he can calmly resolve their various moves without even using his eyes. Whether it's auditory or tactile senses, they've already reached an unimaginable level of subtlety, and what's even more extraordinary is that spiritual cultivation also has all sorts of wondrous uses.

  For example, if Oben hadn't been warned in advance, he could almost be certain that without the superhuman intuition reminding him of the great danger ahead, he would never have made it out safely.

  The powerful killing intent gradually subsided and finally vanished suddenly.

  Oben looked at the dense forest with a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he didn't dare to venture in easily anymore.

  At this moment, he suddenly felt a spiritual wave attempting to invade his mental position. He snorted and his eyes widened, greatly increasing his spiritual power as he prepared to counterattack.

  But unexpectedly, that spiritual wave was extremely cunning, and as soon as it sensed something was amiss, it immediately withdrew.

  "Oben Shifu?" someone in the woods asked in broken Kaisa.

  "It is I myself." Aubrey replied proudly.

  The slightly hoary old man in the forest continued, "I have rarely met an opponent in my life. Today I see you and my heart is delighted. How about we engage in a fair fight here?"

  Although he didn't see the other person's shadow, Auben inferred from this tone that the other person must have an extremely arrogant and proud personality.

  His mind flashed with a few ideas, but he still couldn't guess the other's identity. However, based on that intense sense of threat just now, he knew that this person was also a master-level expert who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

  Such a person would not speak lightly, and with Auben's unthinking consideration, he directly nodded and said in succession: "Good... good... good."

  When he said a word of praise, his tone couldn't hide a hint of expectation and excitement.

  Any skill that has reached its peak, wanting to make further progress is extremely difficult. The way of martial arts is the same, Aben has been diligent in his practice for a lifetime, and finally entered the realm of great accomplishment twenty years ago. But in these twenty years, he has made little progress except for some slight improvement in his skills.

  He naturally understood the reason, but wanted to make another breakthrough. At this level of martial arts, it's no longer just a matter of diligent study and bitter practice, and closing the door to create a car can continue to improve. If there is no epiphany under the coincidence of opportunity, then for a lifetime, you will only stay in this realm.

  To break through this boundary, the best way is to engage in a duel with someone of equal level. Only at that critical moment of life and death can one more easily gain insight, or even directly ascend to a higher realm.

  However, how many masters of the world can there be? At this level, which one is not famous throughout the land.

  Anyone who enters the realm of a grandmaster does not dare to provoke war easily, it's not that they can't bear to part with their reputation and life, but rather there are too many concerns, as in moving one part affects the entire body. Just like Auben being Caesar's top warrior, if he were to lose in combat, it would be an unimaginable heavy blow to the morale of the entire nation.

  Of course, the previous battle with the Han Dynasty is not included in this example. Whoever it was, they were all equally helpless against Qin Yong, who couldn't be killed and had unmatched brute strength.

  So when he knew that he was going to fight with someone of the same level, he would show some loss. For twenty years, since the day he became a master, he had been looking forward to this moment, and now that his wish had come true, how could he not be excited?

  But he knew that the next war would be the most bitter and dangerous one in his life, and this battle must not be taken lightly, so when he said the second good time, his tone was already calm.

  When the third good word came out of his mouth, he had completely calmed down and entered a state of emptiness, neither rejoicing nor sorrowing over things.

  A gentle breeze rustled the water, birds chirped and insects hummed, each passing through his mind without leaving a single mark. Under the stimulation of an unknown powerful opponent, he unexpectedly entered a peak state that he had never reached before.

  A figure slowly emerged from the dense forest, its face covered with a headscarf, eyes tightly closed, and body wrapped up tightly, not revealing any skin. Its movements were slow and heavy, as if it was an ordinary person without any martial arts skills.

  But Auben didn't have a slight disdain in his heart, instead he became even more astonished and vigilant.

  Because his divine consciousness clearly reflected the physical condition of this person, in Auben's six senses, he couldn't feel this person's heartbeat, breathing, or even the blood flowing through his veins, as if it had solidified.

  His qigong was truly divine, if not for the rustling sound of sand whenever he moved, Auben wouldn't have believed that such a person existed in front of him even with his eyes open.

  What's more important is that Auben's spiritual awareness has already detected that there are still six people in the dense forest, which means he didn't notice this person's existence just now. He was able to deceive a spiritual awareness of the Zong Shi level, it can be seen that this person's hiding technique is unparalleled in the world.

  He walked to the edge of the forest and leaned against a large tree on the outside, took down the long sword from his waist and placed it on the ground, with both hands wearing sheepskin gloves simultaneously placed on the sword, standing still like a mountain, without making a sound.

  Immediately, a sudden rustling sound came from the dense forest. Although Aben didn't intentionally listen, his keen sixth sense had already told him that it was the six people who were hiding in the forest earlier quickly leaving. The faint doubt in his heart was finally eliminated. This person, although mysterious and unpredictable, was indeed a man of his word, and he really intended to have a fair duel with him here.

  He stood still, his hands clasped behind him, neither arrogant nor impatient, standing face to face with this person. However, his momentum was slowly growing, the speed was slow to the extreme, but it was always firm and unshakeable. If Li Yanbo and others were present, they would have felt that he had already merged with the heaven, earth, time and space as one, even the speed of his momentum growth conformed to a certain specific law, which was closely related to the passage of time.

  If this mysterious person is allowed to continue accumulating his power, then when Auben's momentum reaches its peak, the thunderbolt that erupts will be enough to destroy heaven and earth.

  What was beyond Abbot Yu's expectation was that the man remained completely unmoved, except for his clothes fluttering in the night wind.

  Aoben Zongshi also closed his eyes, the strategy he set was to respond to all changes with constancy. If this mysterious person couldn't take action before his aura reached its peak and disrupt his steps, then the ultimate winner would be him. So he continued to accumulate energy while being fully focused, ready for the mysterious person's sudden attack at any time.

  The wine party in the palace was in full swing, and Xu Haifeng showed off his extraordinary drinking capacity. Regardless of their intentions, people kept coming to toast him from the very beginning. Especially those high-ranking officials from Xiongnu, they all seized this opportunity to savor the taste of the finest wine under the guise of toasting.

  Xu Haifeng may have had a rich cellar, but it was impossible for him to possess such a large quantity of Zuiyue wine. It was just that Jiang Kongming used the "distillation method" technology that had not yet appeared in this world to refine high-purity white wine, and Tang Rou'er unreservedly told him the entire formula for Zuiyue wine.

  So he was able to manufacture such a large quantity of fake "Drunken Moon Wine" in an extremely short period of time. Although the product is counterfeit, its concentration is almost indistinguishable from that of real Drunken Moon Wine. Drinking too much, no one noticed that these were all counterfeit brands.

  When nearly a hundred jars of fine wine had been consumed, Xu Haifeng finally succumbed to the power of alcohol and fell asleep on the ground with his eyes half-open.

  The Huns present let out a collective sigh of relief, for if so many people still couldn't get him drunk, the face of the northern grassland men would be lost by them.

  Under Mòdùn's orders, Xǔ Hǎifēng was sent to the side of Qín Yǒng and others, who merely looked at him in his drunken state, fearing that for a while he would be unable to sober up.