Sen Lei was genuinely exhausted from running. How did these people have such good stamina?
They must be used to committing such crimes regularly!
As the sky gradually brightened, his hopes of hiding in a concealed cave or nearby bushes were dashed.
Sen Lei sighed in despair. He had just entered the Ling Beast Ridge and was already being chased by a group of people. His method of luring spirit beasts had backfired terribly! It had also attracted malicious individuals. How foolish he felt now! He had been so self-confident, and for what?
Just then, a terrifying roar echoed from deep within the Ling Beast Ridge.
"Aoo!!"
Under this roar, Sen Lei felt his blood almost freeze.
Behind him, Du Lang, who had been closely following his steps, trembled and stopped.
"It's the Blue Moon Wolf King! Damn it! Run! Why is this fierce beast in the outskirts? Let's get out of here; it will come out soon! We'll block him then," Du Lang immediately turned and ran. The others, seeing their leader run, followed suit without hesitation.
Du Lang had roamed the Ling Beast Ridge for years and could naturally distinguish each spirit beast's roar. This roar, with such overwhelming pressure, was undoubtedly from the Blue Moon Wolf King, a being at the ninth level of the Dao Realm.
Except for the emperors of various countries and the elders of the Lard Academy, no one dared provoke it. No one knew what had caused it to go mad.
Normally, the Blue Moon Wolf King wouldn't bother coming to the outskirts, wasting its time. What had happened today?
Seeing them run, Sen Lei had a bad feeling.
"If I run back now, they will block me outside. I can only... Who cares! There are always more solutions than problems," Sen Lei gritted his teeth and continued running deeper into the ridge.
Over in the Feng Kingdom princess's camp:
The group had just rested and was preparing to set off when they heard the terrifying roar.
The guards immediately went on high alert. The head guard, Feng Yan, was at the third level of the Spirit Sea Realm.
The other guards were below the Spirit Sea Realm. It wasn't that Feng Jun didn't love his daughter, but this team's strength was enough to handle any unexpected incidents during their journey.
But the roar had made all the guards' hearts tremble.
A jade hand lifted the curtain from the sedan chair, and a gentle voice asked Feng Yan, "What's going on? Why such a loud roar?"
Feng Yan respectfully replied, "Princess, I am not sure. The roar sounds very close. We should not linger here. We should leave as soon as possible!"
Feng Jing Sheng softly acknowledged.
In the next moment, a massive figure leapt out and appeared in front of the group.
"The Blue Moon Wolf King!" Feng Yan, terrified, gripped his long spear and faced the enormous beast. The beast, with a raised nose and eyes full of malice, had snow-white fur with a green crescent moon pattern.
"Take the princess and run!" Feng Yan shouted hoarsely to the others behind him.
But the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly as the Blue Moon Wolf King tore off his upper body with a single swipe.
A ninth-level Spirit Sea Realm warrior, killed in one swipe!
The other guards, seeing such a terrifying beast, abandoned their weapons and fled. Inside the sedan chair, Feng Jing Sheng's body trembled. She knew Feng Yan was dead. After his death, there was no way she could escape, especially since her legs didn't work!
But the Blue Moon Wolf King seemed uninterested in her and chased after the fleeing guards instead.
Feng San's heart was pounding out of his chest as he watched his comrades get crushed into meat paste. His body trembled uncontrollably!
Seeing the Blue Moon Wolf King charging at him, he panicked.
"Oh right, I have an Earth Escape Talisman!" Feng San, as if grabbing a lifeline, pulled out a yellow talisman inscribed with the character "Escape." With a chant, he vanished, leaving only a large hole where he had stood.
The Blue Moon Wolf King, confused, looked at the spot where Feng San had disappeared.
What just happened?
The Blue Moon Wolf King's appearance was no coincidence. With the opening of the Lard Academy, many students had entered the Ling Beast Ridge, searching for spirit items. Many secret realms in the academy were not accessible to ordinary disciples, so they turned their eyes to the Ling Beast Ridge.
The Blue Moon Wolf King was a victim of this. Waking up that morning, it had found the Cold Spirit Grass it protected in its cave stolen, with human scent all around.
This had sent the Blue Moon Wolf King into a rage!
It was hunting humans, killing everyone it saw, and it was certain that the thief was male!
Thus, it had no time to bother with the woman in the sedan chair.
The Blue Moon Wolf King growled in frustration and continued searching for the thief who had drugged it and stolen its breakthrough item, the Cold Spirit Grass.
In the sedan chair, Feng Jing Sheng clutched her wheelchair and slowly slid out from the bottom.
Once out, she saw the scattered corpses. Particularly, she saw Feng Yan's mutilated body, which made her retch.
She couldn't bear to look any longer. Fear engulfed her. Her eyes, once lively, were now filled with sorrow and terror.
She didn't know these people well, but after spending some time together, she had developed some feelings for them. Humans are warm creatures, not cold-blooded.
Just days ago, they had been chatting happily. Now, they were corpses in the wilderness.
This stark contrast broke Feng Jing Sheng's heart.
She didn't know whether to go back or continue forward.
She felt lost.
While she was in a daze, the blood attracted many spirit beasts at the Spirit Body Realm.
Wiping her tears, Feng Jing Sheng quickly pulled out her ancient zither, ready for a desperate fight.
"Scraa!"
A Dragon Claw Eagle, a third-level Spirit Body Realm beast, swooped down from the sky.
Its claws were massive, resembling those of a dragon, terrifying to behold.
It was the first to charge at Feng Jing Sheng, who hurriedly played her zither.
"Profound-level Spirit Technique, Four States Serenade, Ice!"
As her delicate hands danced on the strings, countless ice crystals formed in the air.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The ice crystals pierced through the Dragon Claw Eagle.
It let out a miserable cry and fell, lifeless.
The other spirit beasts eyed the girl in the wheelchair warily.
A standoff ensued, some bold beasts gnawing on the nearby corpses.
Feng Jing Sheng, having used a profound-level spirit technique, felt a slight pain in her spirit veins. Seeing the carnage, her body trembled.
She couldn't let her guard down, or the beasts would notice her weakness.
But the standoff didn't last long.
The spirit beasts seemed to reach a consensus and charged at Feng Jing Sheng together.
At that moment, she had no strength left to resist. Accepting her fate, she felt a strange sense of relief.
Finally, she wouldn't have to suffer anymore.
Finally, she wouldn't have to pretend to be strong.
Finally, her father wouldn't worry about her.
Finally, she wouldn't be tormented by illness.
It was good.
She closed her eyes, not wanting to see herself torn apart.
But in the next moment, a boy wielding a huge black ruler burst out of the forest, swinging his weapon.
"Mountain-Crushing Strike!"