A black palm projection struck his abdomen, launching him into the air. As he retreated again and again, a streak of light burst from the earth, and a masked man withdrew his hand in regret.0

"What a pity. Your perception is far too sharp. I was just a step short."0

Linghu Jie's calm voice followed. "It does not matter. Hundred Loss, since you forced him out, you have achieved great merit. The five of us will kill him."2

Across the battlefield, bloody winds and rain raged as shouts of slaughter shook the heavens. On the peak of the small mountain, the five Adepts led by Linghu Jie surrounded the Gray Wolf King. Yet upon the massive wolf's face, there was no anger. Instead, a faint trace of smug satisfaction appeared. "You think you caught me by surprise? No! It is you guys who have fallen into a trap!"1

At these words, Linghu Jie shuddered and turned to look toward the massive warship hovering behind them. At that very moment, five powerful streams of demonic energy surged out from the Defiant Howl Wolf Court and rushed straight toward the Skysail Warship. It was immediately clear that they were all late-stage third-tier demonic beasts, and moreover, not one of them belonged to the wolf race! There was a fierce eagle, a gigantic python, a savage tiger, a pouncing leopard, and even a great flood dragon!5

At the outer edge of the battlefield, Luo Chen watched this scene, and his heart tightened. Storm Eagle, Armored Python, Ferocious Tiger, Black Cloud Leopard, and Cold Flood Dragon! Each of them belonged to demonic beast races infamous for ferocity and brutality, and they were all late-stage Demon...0