Urban All-Round Master

"These vultures and prairie wolves are all crazy ferocious, and these beasts are damn smart. In a bit, don’t you dare get careless and let them hurt you. The beaks of those vultures are laced with poison."

Jia Zhenjing narrowed his eyes as he scanned the surroundings. The prairie wolves weren’t a big deal by themselves; the real threat was their numbers. But the ones he hated most were still the vultures in the sky.

Black Hawk and the others hadn’t yet reached the Realm of briefly soaring through the air, so an aerial battle was basically impossible for them right now.

"Awoo..."

Mo Xiangxi floated in midair and opened his mouth, letting out a strange cry that sounded half wolf, half eagle. Very soon, more and more vultures gathered in the sky—tens of thousands of them!

On the great grassland, waves of prairie wolves charged in one after another. Everyone in the small town was frantically fleeing, but the experts hiding in the town all jumped out one by one, aiming straight at Lin Zifeng and his group.

"No wonder when we were walking through town just now, I kept feeling like we were being watched. Turns out these people were all pieces placed by Mo Xiangxi. Damn it!"

The old man’s eyes gleamed with a ghostly chill as everyone suddenly understood.

They thought they were casting a Sky Net to hunt down the Eastern King, Mo Xiangxi, but at the same time, Mo Xiangxi had been waiting for them to blunder into the trap he’d laid.

"Lin, we’re surrounded!"

Bu Chen sensed that something was wrong. They were now on the open grassland, completely boxed in by Mo Xiangxi.

"So a regional king really does have his own trump cards." Lin Zifeng gave a cold snort, raising his head to stare at Mo Xiangxi in the sky.

He knew the Eastern King was a ruler of his own territory. He should have expected this, but he’d still missed the best chance.

"Hahaha... brat, did you really think Mo Xiangxi has the same IQ as you? I may not know you, but a lot of people have been watching everything you’ve done lately, right? You slaughtered the Jiuhuang Sect overnight and picked fights with a bunch of Families in Jiangzhou. From that alone I can tell you’re a vicious little bastard with a ruthless hand.

And since I’ve offended your Holy Hall, you think you’d let me off that easily?"

"Hmph, so you really think you can get away?" Lin Zifeng stared at him icily. The Heavenly Painting Halberd was in his hand, its blood-like scarlet glow surging, flickering with an eerie, demonic chill.

"Old dog Mo, if you’ve got any balls, come down here and fight your Grandpa Mastiff one-on-one!" The pretty boy bared his teeth and roared, white fur all over his body bristling. Seeing more and more prairie wolves gathering around, what, was he supposed to end up biting dogs for a living?

"Beast, didn’t think you were still alive."

"I’m living a hell of a lot better than you, old man!" the pretty boy cursed.

"Cut the crap, we break out together!"

Zhan Long and Chen Bubai were the first to stride out and charge. The two of them had followed Lin Zifeng all the way from Zhonghai; back then, both of them had been top-tier, unparalleled talents of the Ability Group.

Geniuses among geniuses. Now, in just a short Time, the two had already reached the Sub-Saint Realm. They’d even survived the massive encirclement-and-slaughter tribulation at the Holy Hall and gained endless benefits. The two of them were now like twin blades.

So sharp it hurt to look at!

"Bang!"

A dull thud of flesh colliding. A burly, ferocious prairie wolf suddenly pounced at Zhan Long, moving like Shan Dian. Within just a few breaths it was on him.

Zhan Long roared and smashed a fist into the prairie wolf’s skull. Crack—its eyes rolled white as its bones were crushed to powder on the spot by Zhan Long’s Iron Fist!

Awooo...

Suddenly, eight prairie wolves exchanged a look, drooling around their fangs. They split into eight different directions and launched themselves at Zhan Long.

Prairie wolves were already highly intelligent. Their pack coordination was especially terrifying, honed to seamless perfection. The eight wolves howled as they lunged together.

"Watch it!"

Chen Bubai rushed forward. His body leapt into the air, legs like iron whips. Bang, bang! Crisp sounds of bones shattering rang out one after another.

"Courting death!"

Lin Zifeng pulled out the Heavenly Battle Bow he’d seized from Jiuxiao Holy Land from the Magic Bracelet’s storage Space.

He held the bow in his left hand and controlled five Big Iron Arrows in his right. Drawing the bowstring back, he poured immense power into the five arrows. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Five arrows fired as one!

The Void hummed, fallen leaves flew, and Spatial Energy violently surged.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

The five deadly arrows tore through dozens of prairie wolves in a row. Blood sprayed, blooming into a misty red fog.

"Zhan Long, catch the bow!"

Lin Zifeng shouted and tossed the Heavenly Battle Bow over. Then he pulled out the Heavenly Pulling Axe from the Magic Bracelet and handed it to Chen Bubai.

"Kill!"

Chen Bubai roared. His blood and qi rose like wolf smoke, murderous intent soaring to the heavens.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Over thirty Sky Net members seemed possessed, their blood ignited by Lin Zifeng. They charged madly into the wolf pack.

Swish!

Lin Zifeng shot into the sky. The Heavenly Painting Halberd swept out a slash of terrifying Spear Light. Dozens of vultures in the air shrieked miserably as they were blown apart by the halberd.

"Hmph! Think you can run? Not that easy." Lin Zifeng had already locked onto Mo Xiangxi. Even if the guy had Great Magic Power on his side today, he still wouldn’t escape Lin Zifeng’s hunt.

His Space quietly opened. Once Mo Xiangxi stepped into his Space, at the very least his speed would be slowed.

On top of that, he still had the Space Gravity ability, which had now grown to an extreme level. As long as something came within fifty meters of him, the crushing weight of thousands of kilos of Gravity would grind it to dust!

"Awoo~"

Mo Xiangxi fled while letting out strange cries at the sky.

Very soon, the vultures drifting above plummeted like raindrops—wild, deadly, their razor beaks pointed down as they hurled their bodies at Lin Zifeng.

"You think a bunch of beasts like this can stop me?" Lin Zifeng sneered. Space Gravity erupted, and within fifty meters all the vultures were seized by an invisible gravitational force. That invisible Spatial Gravity then began squeezing down hard.

Pop~

The first vulture in the lead was instantly crushed to pieces by the invisible Spatial Gravity. Blood mist splattered across the sky.

Pop, pop, pop... pop, pop, pop... pop, pop, pop...

Next, the hundreds of vultures that had rushed into the fifty-meter radius all exploded one after another in the sky like fireworks.

Blood Flowers bloomed in the air, bursting open. Miserable screams rang out nonstop.

Mo Xiangxi knew these vultures couldn’t stop the other party from closing in, so he turned tail and ran.

He had personally witnessed Lin Zifeng slaughtering the Eastern King. This Demon, at such a young age, had already blasted the Eastern King to death. Other than a true Great Power coming down to subdue him...

There might already be no one in this world capable of dealing with him. Among his peers, he was an absolutely invincible existence.

Swish~

The Heavenly Painting Halberd flew from his hand, wrapped in Mysterious Skills he’d comprehended from Nangong Bingmo’s Demon Pattern. As the Mysterious Skills activated, strands of dazzling Golden Light Divine Runes wrapped around the halberd, speeding it up as it shot toward Mo Xiangxi’s back.

"What!"

Mo Xiangxi glanced back to see the Heavenly Painting Halberd at his backside, wrapped in strings of blazing Golden Light Divine Talisman Patterns, its speed like Shan Dian, about to catch up to him in an instant.

He had personally experienced the power of the Heavenly Painting Halberd. This was the peerless vicious weapon left behind by top Holy Level Saint Liu Shen back then—slaying Saints and butchering gods was nothing difficult for it.

Let alone a Sub-Saint-level Cultivator like him. Unless he’d stepped up to someone like Supreme Emperor’s level, he wouldn’t even qualify to fight it head-on.

"Roar~"

Suddenly, Mo Xiangxi skidded to a halt. He turned and transformed into a massive prairie wolf with gray-white fur all over his body.

He opened his mouth and let out a thunderous howl, his wolf body as big as a small house.

"So your Totem is a prairie mutt, huh." Lin Zifeng mocked from behind.