Chapter Thirty-Five: The Fierce Battle Rages On

  His white fur was covered in wounds, with fresh blood dripping down, and his skin was torn open, revealing the bright red flesh underneath. His once-white coat was now stained with blood, and to make matters worse, one of his arms had been broken and hung limply by his side, unable to exert any strength.

  The pain was like a rising tide of waves, one wave after another came crashing in, endless and relentless, making him grit his teeth and let out low, unending growls.

  Three Claws was no better than White Hair, and his injuries were even more severe. Especially Hong Min's punch hit him right on the waist vertebrae. You know that wolves have a weak waist, they can't withstand powerful blows. This one made him almost unable to get up.

  However, his eyes turned even redder, emitting threads of light, and a fierce aura shot up into the sky. The killing intent seemed to materialize, and his blood-colored fur stood on end as he let out ear-piercing howls that shook the entire mountain forest.

  The groundhog is not one to suffer losses, also known as a "coward", most skilled at running away with its tail between its legs when things go bad. But this time it went against its usual behavior and refused to retreat even in the face of death, heavily injured, the "groundhog's escape" technique was used again and again. At first, it caught them off guard and had an extraordinary effect, but later on, it just kept ramming into the law enforcement tool, smashing its head until blood flowed, almost splashing out its brains.

  The only one with some fighting power is Fei Que.

  She dominated the air, her wings spread wide, incredibly agile and fast, dodging fatal blows three to five times, yet despite this, she lost a lot of feathers, had many wounds on her body, with blood dripping down from time to time, like tears of the sky.

  "The great king is at a critical juncture of breaking through, and they must not be disturbed!"

  She thoroughly enraged her eyes, involuntarily letting out a long howl, calling on tens of thousands of ordinary people to charge forward without regard for consequences.

  Monkeys, blood wolves and mice all heard the roar of their own king and refused to show weakness. They swarmed in groups, launching a suicidal attack on Hong Min and Wang Shoucheng.

  Fresh blood, like waves of flowers, splashing from time to time, gushing out in streams, accumulating like water flow, washing the earth!

  Mangled limbs and severed arms flew into the sky, only to fall back down to the ground, where they were trampled into mud!

  Blood and flesh mixed together, making the earth softer than ever before.

  Maybe next year, the flowers and grass here will be the most beautiful, the insects here will be the most lively, and the beasts here will be the loudest!

  But at this moment, the bright red color is so dazzling, so eye-catching!

  The screams never end!

  Blood will never dry!

  Hong Min swallowed hard, finding it somewhat difficult to believe.

  The four major tribes were too numerous, even if they didn't resist at all and let him be killed one by one, he would still be exhausted to death. What's more, every monkey, blood wolf, and even the smallest mouse and flying bird would burst out with terrifying power before dying, causing him some trouble.

  This trouble may be small, but it's enough to shock people when accumulated.

  What's more, at the moment of life's departure, the miserable breath, the deathly aura, and endless resentment burst out like a flood, making one's whole body feel cold, as if standing in an icy cave, shivering with fear!

  This is the power of fearlessness in the face of death!

  The power that makes even heaven tremble with fear!

  "This won't do, there are too many of them, can't kill them all."

  Wang Shoucheng saw such a scene for the first time, and at first he was excited to kill, but gradually he couldn't help feeling chilled to the bone, and even had the idea of retreating.

  "Shoot the horse before shooting the man, capture the leader before capturing the bandit."

  Yu Guangjie's hands didn't stop, his two eyes revealed a bloodthirsty frenzy, glaring fiercely at Wang Shoucheng, sticking out his tongue to lick the fresh blood on his mouth, and said cruelly.

  "Kill those few goblins and the rest of these beasts will retreat in fear."

  They formed a demon-hunting squad, with extraordinary strength. Even the weakest, Wang Shoucheng, had reached the first level of foundation building. Dealing with Bai Mao's few refined demons could be said to be effortless, without any difficulty at all, and even without others lending a hand, just Hong Min alone was enough.

  The reason they didn't kill them immediately and let Bai Mao and the others live until now is that living spirits are worth much more than dead ones.

  As apprentices of the Alchemy Pavilion who had not yet mastered their skills, they all lived frugally and wanted to earn some extra money. In this regard, even Hong Min could only turn a blind eye, seeing how others were lenient with him and perfunctorily carried out his orders, he could only pretend not to notice.

  However, things have changed and become extremely bad. Tens of thousands of beasts pounced on them, biting and tearing at them, completely unaware of what fear was.

  It's clearly not the time to think about making money now!

  We must take drastic measures!

  Kill one to warn a hundred!

  Yu Guangjie smiled coldly, waved his arm, and raised the sleeve stained with blood, fanning away the birds that were about to rush into him. His eyes stared at the Three-clawed Blood Wolf King, and the treasure sword in his hand was held high, emitting a clear and cold light. The killing intent overflowed, icy and chilling, making the air seem to stagnate for a moment.

  "Let's start by operating on this crippled head!"

  But just then, a wail came through.

  "Whoosh!!"

  This sound is clear and loud, high-spirited and generous, with boundless might, like an emperor rebuking, like a celestial being roaring in anger, passing through the earth, piercing the sky, scattering the clouds, shattering the mountain peaks.

  It's just a cry, but it has the power to change the color of the sky!

  Everyone who heard it felt a shock in their heart, their ears buzzing, their whole body trembling violently, and they couldn't help but change color.

  Awesome!

  Too powerful!

  Unbelievable! Unthinkable!

  Hong Min's expression froze, and her face changed color.

  "No wonder these few monsters were blocking us with their lives, it turns out there's still a mastermind behind!"

  He involuntarily shuddered at the sight of the scene before him, where limbs were scattered all over and blood flowed freely, and had a bad feeling.

  The killings were too numerous and too brutal, and they were all ordinary wild beasts.

  This grudge is not small!

  However, after some thought, he calmed down again.

  The matter of cultivation is originally survival of the fittest, if one's skills are inferior to others, then death is not worth lamenting.

  To kill one man is to be a murderer; to kill ten men is to be a hero; to kill a hundred men is to be a great warrior!

  The winner is king, the loser is a bandit, it has been this way since ancient times!

  "Since it's come to this, I'll take down the master too!"

  He curled up the corner of his mouth and thought viciously.

  At this moment, he had already forgotten the Violet Scorpion King, forgotten about hunting demons for Cai Xia, and even put the Purple Gold Essence aside. His heart only had one word "kill", his whole body's aura changed in an instant, and he suddenly became sharp as a sword, like a sharp sword out of its scabbard, capable of beheading any enemy under the sky.

  Even in the face of a strong enemy, he is fearless and calm, with a fierce aura that covers the sky and a heroic spirit that soars through the clouds!

  This is what a true mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator looks like!