The primeval jungle surrounding the The Benson Family residence has existed since ancient times, filled with countless poisonous insects and fierce beasts, and even demon beasts deep within the forest. This is why, despite the The Benson Family's power, they have never managed to clear this primeval jungle.

Within a few miles, Evelyn Benson could arrive in moments with his speed, but before entering the forest, he already spotted Logan Benson riding an eagle.

“Damn, since Logan Benson has joined the Six Extremes Spiritual Dao Sect, he must also know about the spiritual pressure of magical treasures. With just this meager strength, how can I compete with him?”

Although his heart sank, Evelyn Benson did not slow his pace in the slightest. Instead, he became even more composed, suppressing the wild joy at the sudden appearance of a magical treasure.

After entering the forest, Evelyn Benson gradually slowed down, advancing deeper into the primeval jungle while keeping himself as concealed as possible and following the light source.

As he moved forward, the faint blue glow grew stronger. Evelyn Benson even slowed his breathing. Knowing that Logan Benson had arrived ahead of him, Evelyn Benson still held a sliver of hope for obtaining the magical treasure, but he dared not be careless. If he were discovered, it would all be over for him.

Who would have thought that just as Evelyn Benson was a hundred yards from the blue light source, it suddenly vanished, and the primeval jungle returned to its usual gloom. At the same time, Logan Benson's slightly tense voice sounded in his ear.

“Who are you? This territory belongs to my The Benson Family residence. Leave at once, lest you bring trouble upon yourself...”

A gray-robed elder with a pair of triangular eyes let out a cold laugh, his gaze locked tightly on Logan Benson a few yards ahead, and said chillingly, “Boy, a magical treasure descending from the heavens is a supreme opportunity. You lack the fortune to enjoy it. Hand over the treasure you just put away, and perhaps I’ll spare your life.”

At the mention of “magical treasure,” Logan Benson's expression changed dramatically, a flash of murderous intent flickering in his eyes, but then he put on a fawning smile and said, “Senior, you have already reached the ‘Body Refinement as Dragon’ realm. I wouldn’t dare compete with you. Such a great opportunity is only fitting for a reclusive master like yourself.”

Hearing this, the gray-robed elder’s expression eased slightly. Because he had arrived half a step later than Logan Benson due to the distance, he had immediately revealed his Ninth Stage Martial Refinement strength to intimidate the latter. After all, Logan Benson was also a master at the Eighth Stage of Martial Refinement. If it came to a real fight, he could deal with him, but if it dragged on, others might arrive. He couldn’t be sure that only the two of them had sensed the spiritual pressure of the treasure within a hundred miles.

“You know your place. Hand over the treasure obediently, and I’ll let this go today.”

Logan Benson seemed to truly believe the elder’s words, smiling as he stepped forward two paces, his right hand reaching into his robe.

As Logan Benson drew his right hand from his robe, suddenly, two streaks of black light shot out. At this moment, he was less than four yards from the elder, and almost as soon as he raised his hand, the two black streaks were already upon the elder.

“Yin Thunder!”

Caught off guard, the elder retreated rapidly, his figure leaving a faint afterimage, showing just how fast he was.

Unexpectedly, the two pitch-black Yin Thunder orbs suddenly accelerated mid-flight, about to strike the elder’s chest.

“Boom!”

A series of explosions rang out as a yellow earth-colored barrier flared up in front of the elder, but in just an instant, it collapsed under the impact of the two Yin Thunder orbs.

The two Yin Thunder orbs Logan Benson unleashed had been given to him by his master before leaving the sect for self-defense, who had said that anyone below the Pill Refinement realm could not withstand them. That was why Logan Benson was unafraid of the elder’s formidable “Body Refinement as Dragon” strength and dared to take the risk.

The power of the Yin Thunder was astonishing. After the earth-colored barrier collapsed, the elder was sent flying as if struck by a massive hammer, smashing through countless trees along the way. Even if he didn’t die, he would be gravely injured.

“Dare to fight me for the treasure? You deserve to die!”

Logan Benson sneered, turning to leave without a second thought, heading straight for the The Benson Family residence. As long as he returned, he would have nothing to fear.

Although Logan Benson was confident in the power of the Yin Thunder, he did not pursue to confirm the result. After all, his opponent was a master close to the peak of Martial Refinement, so it was best to be cautious.

From the very start of the fight between Logan Benson and the gray-robed elder, Evelyn Benson, who had been hiding in the bushes a dozen yards away, immediately crept toward the direction where the elder had been blasted.

From having no hope at all to now, Evelyn Benson had already formed a preliminary plan to seize the treasure. Although the risk was enormous—so great that he could lose his life at any moment—faced with the chance to rise in a single leap, he would never allow himself to give up.

The Yin Thunder, a secret weapon refined by a cultivation sect, was indeed terrifyingly powerful. The elder was just a rootless rogue cultivator, and had already used up his only talisman to resist the Yin Thunder, which only neutralized most of its power. He still took a heavy blow, a fist-sized bloody hole punched through his right chest.

If he hadn’t reached the “Body Refinement as Dragon” realm, with his muscles, bones, and flesh tempered to resist blades and spears and his vitality a hundred times stronger than ordinary people, he would probably be dead by now.

“Senior, this ‘Rain-transforming Herb’ should be able to help you...”