Chapter 908 - 403: Immortal!
"This Sword Intent is not yet fully formed!"
Xu Ran stared at the Silver Light Iron Sword in the boy’s hand, then glanced at the Silver Light Iron Sword in his own hand.
The Sword Intent on both swords was somewhat similar, but also had different aspects.
Although Xu Ran had just begun learning swordsmanship not long ago, he could discern the difference.
The Sword Intent contained within the Silver Light Iron Sword in his hand was more mature, fierce, and decisive compared to the Sword Intent on the boy’s Silver Light Iron Sword!
As Xu Ran was sensing the differences between the two Silver Light Iron Swords, his vision suddenly went black.
An instant later, the view before his eyes changed again.
"Awooo----"
In the night sky, countless wolf howls echoed in the darkness, identical to the wolf howls he had just heard.
However, unlike before, the wolf howls seemed to be right beside his ear.
No, that’s not right!
They weren’t just like they were beside him, they were right beside him!
Xu Ran stood in place, still facing the boy holding the Silver Light Iron Sword.
But behind him, a smell of blood wafted over.
This smell of blood was extremely intense, initially estimated to be the result of hundreds of deaths.
Moreover, amid this overwhelming scent of blood, there were also sounds of devouring.
"Crunch, crackle," the sound of bones being chewed and shattered echoed in the night sky, sending a chill down one’s spine.
Afterward.
Xu Ran turned around.
He saw.
The people earlier standing opposite the boy, trying to enter the boy’s protective circle, were now all lying in a pool of blood.
The bodies were in disarray, and nearly dozens of wild wolves over three meters long were lowering their heads, devouring the corpses on the ground.
Their spiky fangs, under the moonlight and stained with fresh blood, looked particularly horrifying.
In front of these giant wolves, there was an even larger wolf.
This wolf’s eyes glowed with a crimson hue, exuding a fierce wildness all over its body.
No!
This could no longer be called a wild wolf.
It was a.
Wolf Demon!
This Wolf Demon was a good five meters in size.
The claws on its four paws, under the moonlight, reflected a steely glint, and its mouth was drenched with fresh blood.
Bits of meat could even be seen between the gaps in its teeth.
This Wolf Demon was obviously the leader of the wild wolves.
Only a Wolf Demon could become the king of these wolf packs!
Yet.
This massive Wolf Demon, standing in front of the boy, didn’t exhibit the previous majesty and might but rather an aspect of equal standing.
The Wolf Demon’s eyes were constantly fixed on the Silver Light Iron Sword in the boy’s hand, the faint Sword Intent emanating from it being the reason it held its step.
"These people are dead, so they’re dead. You’ve already had your fill, if you dare take another step forward, don’t blame me!"
With that said.
The boy stepped forward, at the same time gripping the Silver Light Iron Sword in his hand, unleashing an intense Sword Intent that protected the people behind him completely.
The Wolf Demon felt such fierce Sword Intent and didn’t take another step forward, instead turning to the wolf cubs still devouring their food, letting out a howl.
"Awooo---"
A howl spread across the entire night sky, and instantly, the wolf pack, which had just been devouring food, lifted their heads.
"Awooo---"
They responded in unison to the call of the Wolf King.
Afterward.
This pack of wolves that had finished eating left the open ground in an orderly fashion.
Xu Ran watched this scene, a ripple stirred in his heart.
"Is this... the Sword Intent of that person?!"
Since the young boy began practicing swordsmanship, he always had one goal, which was to solve the problem of hunger.
During his sword training, anyone in the village who supported him or helped him was recompensed when his Sword Intent reached Great Success.
And this time, when the wolf pack attacked the village, countless villagers perished, becoming food for the wolves’ mouths.
But those who had initially helped him were all protected by him.
From beginning to end.
The young boy adhered to a single will.
Repay kindness with kindness, repay enmity with enmity!
It was this unwavering principle that enabled him to advance rapidly on the Sword Dao.
"Clear intentions lead to such results!"
Xu Ran muttered softly, and suddenly, the scene before his eyes changed once again.
A haze appeared before his eyes.
When it cleared again, the scene was no longer the small village he had been in before.
It was atop a vast Great Mountain stretching thousands of miles.
Standing before Xu Ran was a middle-aged man with explosive muscles, holding a fierce Iron Sword in his hand.
The blade of the Iron Sword was inscribed with obscure Runes, constantly emitting a golden light.
And at his waist, there was an Iron Sword made of Profound Iron.
Upon closer inspection, it was identical to the Silver Light Iron Sword Xu Ran held in his hand!
At the same time.
A fierce Sword Intent spread out from around his body, slicing everything in the vicinity, preventing anything from approaching him in the slightest.
Clearly, this middle-aged man was the young boy who appeared in Xu Ran’s initial vision.
Who knows how much time has passed, but now, the innocence on his face had long since faded, replaced by an aura of steadiness.
And.
At this moment, he was no longer standing on the ground.
He.
Was now suspended above the Great Mountain, and compared to the beginning, who knows how much his Cultivation and Sword Intent had increased.