Chapter 4587

Soon, Kai’s gaze was drawn to one of the beastmen.

This particular figure stood out—a tall, striking man dressed in white, with two horns protruding from his head. His handsome features carried an air of pride, and although the other beastmen surrounded him, none dared to approach too closely.

“Who’s that guy with the horns?” Kai asked, pointing toward the man in the center.

The youngest sister glanced at him before lowering her voice to whisper, “That’s Baicheng. He claims to be a descendant of the dragon clan. But in reality, he’s just a big python. Still, he’s powerful—no one dares to provoke him.”

“A dragon clan descendant?” Kai murmured, surprised. His eyes narrowed as he studied Baicheng more closely. The horns did resemble those of the legendary dragon clan.

It was common knowledge that dragons sprouted horns before they fully transformed. If Baicheng had horns, perhaps there was truth to his claim.

“How did he get caught?” Kai asked, intrigued.

“I’m not sure,” the youngest sister admitted. “Maybe he wasn’t even captured. All I know is that every time they’re let out, they gather under the ancient tree.”

Her brother interjected, whispering, “We shouldn’t go near them. Anyone who does gets beaten. Stay away if you know what’s good for you.”

Kai smirked, glancing toward the ancient tree. “That tree doesn’t belong to him, and this is a prison, not his personal domain. Why should he dictate where we go?”

Without waiting for a reply, Kai began walking toward the ancient tree.

Alarmed, the youngest sister’s brother hurried to stop him. “Wait! Don’t go over there! They outnumber us, and we don’t even know Baicheng’s true strength. If he’s as strong as they say, we’ll suffer greatly!”

But Kai shrugged off the warning, his resolve unshaken.

As the commotion unfolded, Baicheng looked up, his piercing gaze locking with Kai’s.

In that instant, the air seemed to crackle with tension as their auras clashed, silently measuring each other’s strength.

The beast monks lounging under the ancient tree noticed the shift. Rising to their feet, they prepared for confrontation.
Just as Kai and the youngest brother approached the ancient tree, Baicheng gave a subtle wink.

In an instant, over a dozen monks surged forward, forming a tight circle around Kai.

The youngest brother’s face turned pale with fear. Without a second thought, he let go of Kai and bolted several steps back. At a time like this, self-preservation outweighed everything. He couldn’t afford to stand with Kai—if things turned violent, he knew he wouldn’t survive.

The monks surrounding Kai were no ordinary opponents. Each was a cultivator in the first or second rank of the Mahayana realm, exuding auras of overwhelming power.

Despite their imposing presence, Kai merely swept his gaze over them, the faintest hint of disdain curling at the corners of his lips.

“Kid, this isn’t a place for you. Turn around and leave,” growled a man whose eyes glinted like those of a venomous snake. His voice was icy and full of menace.

Kai smirked. “Is this your kang? I’ll go wherever I want. What’s it to you?”

The monks froze in disbelief. They hadn’t expected such insolence.

This was a prison—a place where strength dictated respect. Kai, merely in the Tribulation Realm, dared to speak so brazenly to a group of Mahayana cultivators? It was audacious, even suicidal.

“Boy,” the snake-eyed man sneered, “you’ve got some nerve. Do you think you’re untouchable just because killing is forbidden in this prison?”

His voice dropped, laced with malice. “Let me tell you—death isn’t the worst fate here. There are plenty of ways to make you beg for it.”

Kai chuckled coldly, his gaze locking onto the man. “A snake demon, huh? Must’ve taken you centuries to reach this level. I’d advise you to step aside. Push me too far, and I’ll find your vital points and turn you into a pile of minced meat.”

The snake-eyed man’s face twisted with rage. “You arrogant brat—!”

Before he could finish, he waved his hand, signaling the other monks to close in.

The group of over a dozen Mahayana cultivators moved as one, their collective power surging like an impending storm, aiming to crush Kai beneath their might.

But Kai stood his ground, unflinching. His eyes burned with a calm intensity, as if he had been waiting for this moment.