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In the Yuan Continent, warriors categorize monsters into nine levels and three tiers, corresponding to the cultivation realms of humans. It is said that a Sixth-Level Monster can speak human language, while Seventh-Level Monsters can even transform into human forms, possessing human-like physiques, indistinguishable from people. However, these are merely rumors, and whether they hold any truth remains unknown.
In Wang Yi's memory, he had never heard of monsters above the sixth level in the Song Kingdom. After all, monsters at this level possess intelligence comparable to that of humans and can rival the Top Ten Powerhouses of the Song Kingdom, which is terrifying indeed.
The next morning, a red light broke through the darkness, heralding the arrival of a new day.
Wang Yi packed three days' worth of rations and water before descending the mountain.
As for Niu Meng, he had been in seclusion since three days ago. Wang Yi knew that Wang Zhou's breakthrough must have dealt a significant blow to him. A seemingly inconspicuous character had managed to break through before him, which was something the usually confident Niu Meng could hardly accept. Thus, he chose to enter seclusion.
He believed that when he next saw Niu Meng, he would have surely broken through to the Sixfold realm.
In the afternoon, Wang Yi arrived at the outskirts of the Iron Curtain Mountains.
The Iron Curtain Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, seemingly endless. The Deep Forest within is dense with ancient trees. The evening breeze stirs up waves among the trees, and countless birds take flight, filling the air with melodious chirping that resonates in Wang Yi's ears like a bubbling spring, refreshing his spirit.
The Iron Curtain Mountains are divided into inner and outer ranges. The monsters living in the outer areas are generally First-Level Monsters, while those in the interior are Second-Grade Monsters. Any warrior without Earth Spirit Realm cultivation who enters will not be able to come out again. This is also why Wang Yi chose the Iron Curtain Mountains; as long as he does not venture into the interior, he will be safe.
Suddenly, a beastly roar echoed through the forest, drowning out the birdsong. Countless birds flew out of the trees in panic, fleeing into the distance.
Wang Yi's heart skipped a beat. In the next moment, he saw a monster resembling a wild boar with two tusks and covered in brown bristles emerge from a thicket. Its eyes gleamed with a ferocious light, and drops of saliva dripped from its sharp fangs, sending chills down his spine.
A First-Level Initial Stage Monster: Iron Armored Pig!
Wang Yi let out a cold snort and threw a punch. With a loud sound, accompanied by a spray of blood, the Iron Armored Pig collapsed to the ground, lifeless, its blood staining the grass below.
Wang Yi's main target this time was a Level One Intermediate Beast, equivalent to a human Transcendence Level Six martial artist. This was the only way he could fully unleash his strength; as for high-level beasts, he was not capable of dealing with them at this moment.
In less than half a minute, Wang Yi encountered several Level One Beginner Beasts, all of which he killed with a single punch. As he progressed further, the beasts became increasingly terrifying. Just moments ago, he faced an Intermediate Beast and took it down with two punches.
This also gave Wang Yi a rough estimate of his own strength. He could easily handle ordinary Sixfold martial artists, but it was uncertain how he would fare against opponents like Chu Yixuan, who possessed family Martial Arts. After all, beasts were still beasts; they only knew how to charge recklessly and kill enemies using brute force. Humans, on the other hand, understood how to use their brains and were full of cunning strategies.
"Roar."
A Tiger-headed Wolf leaped out from the forest, grass flying in all directions. With a wild gaze, it stared intently at Wang Yi, slowly approaching him. The surroundings fell silent as the glaring sunlight shone on its sharp fangs, revealing a glimmer of cold light.
The adult Tiger-headed Wolf was a Level One Intermediate Beast and was considered quite tricky among intermediate beasts. It was known for its iron-like skull; even Sixfold martial artists would find it difficult to gain any advantage against it.
Wang Yi did not show excessive panic. After glancing at the Tiger-headed Wolf for a moment, he looked around.
One Tiger-headed Wolf was not frightening; what was terrifying was a pack of them. Every martial artist knew that wolves were pack animals. If a group of Tiger-headed Wolves appeared here, it would be troublesome.
After a moment of silence and seeing that there was no movement around him, Wang Yi felt relieved. It seemed this was a lone Tiger-headed Wolf that had followed the scent of blood from the forest.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
To Wang Yi's surprise, the Tiger-headed Wolf suddenly raised its head and howled. The sound seemed to be calling for companions. Wang Yi's expression changed instantly as he said, "Not good." He then stepped forward swiftly, unleashing his fist winds as the surrounding air shattered.
The iron fist ruthlessly smashed down towards the Tiger-headed Wolf's head, like a heavy stone hitting the ground.
"Thud."
Just moments ago, the lively Tiger-headed Wolf had lost its breath, with red and white splattering everywhere, its throat torn apart, blood gushing out.
"Roar, roar, roar."
"Oh no," Wang Yi heard the howls of wolves surging from all directions, his heart jolted. He pushed off the ground and stood atop an ancient tree, scanning the surroundings. Suddenly, beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
The sparse howls of wolves echoed in the forest, the sound of their footsteps crashing like falling rocks, thudding loudly as if an earthquake had struck. Nearly thirty adult Tiger-headed Wolves surrounded Wang Yi in no time, trapping him completely.
Moreover, the howls grew denser and the footsteps more urgent. A bitter smile crept onto Wang Yi's lips; he feared that he had attracted the Tiger-headed Wolves of the Iron Curtain Mountains.
"..."
While Wang Yi was deep in thought, an adult Tiger-headed Wolf leaped forward, its head crashing into the tree trunk. With a crack, the tree as thick as a barrel broke in two. Wang Yi reacted quickly and jumped onto another tree.
"Roar, roar, roar."
The Tiger-headed Wolf glared at Wang Yi with fierce eyes like burning flames and let out a roar. Accompanied by the collective howls of the pack, the wolf sounds surged towards Wang Yi's ears like a tidal wave, deafening him.
With a loud crash, the ancient tree also broke apart in response. Wang Yi had no choice but to leap out towards the mountains.
What Wang Yi did not expect was that these Tiger-headed Wolves charged right in front of him. The sound of crashing echoed continuously as dozens of ancient trees fell, revealing a large open space ahead. Wang Yi could no longer find a single ancient tree to escape to; all around him were Tiger-headed Wolves roaring at him.
With another loud crash, the last ancient tree fell. Wang Yi dared not hesitate any longer. With a clang, a Blade Qi shot through the air, and one Tiger-headed Wolf at his feet whimpered before collapsing, a gruesome blood mark appearing on its back. A large pool of blood flowed among the decaying branches and leaves, the pungent smell of blood making the Tiger-headed Wolves even more ferocious, their eyes glowing red, sending shivers down one's spine.
The Tiger-headed Wolves raised their heads to bite at Wang Yi's leaping feet. Wang Yi quickly spun his body, and the Blade Light fell like lightning, blood raining down as several Tiger-headed Wolves whimpered and fell to the ground.
"Sever the Flow."
Accompanied by a loud shout, the Chiyang Blade and Blade Qi spread throughout the forest, exuding a chilling murderous intent. The Chiyang Blade descended, and several Tiger-headed Wolves in front of him collapsed. Blood splattered all over Wang Yi's face, making him look like a blood-soaked figure, with a strong smell of blood surrounding him, which attracted even more Tiger-headed Wolves.
The acrid scent of blood drove the pack of Tiger-headed Wolves into a frenzy; their eyes seemed filled with blood as their howls grew louder and louder, more and more Tiger-headed Wolves coming in response to the sound.
"Zongheng!"
"Refining Fire!"
With the Crimson Sun Three Styles unleashed, each strike was fierce. In an instant, Blade Qi surged forth, accompanied by sprays of blood splattering onto Wang Yi's body, cold and piercing.
Wang Yi felt his entire body boiling with blood; his Vital Energy had reached its peak state, converging on the Chiyang Blade.
As the cold wind blew through, the chill emanating from the Chiyang Blade intensified. Before him were the blood-red gazes of the Tiger-headed Wolves, causing his heart to tremble. Their sharp claws shredded the falling yellow leaves, and the murderous intent was palpable.
"Whoosh."
A Tiger-headed Wolf attacked from behind, its claw striking Wang Yi's back. As the white clothing tore, five bloody marks suddenly appeared, turning the white garment into a blood-stained outfit.
Wang Yi turned around and struck with his sword, killing it. A loud tearing sound came from behind him again, and with blood splattering, his clothes were shredded to pieces.
"Ah!"
Wang Yi roared in anger, the Chiyang Blade spinning like a spiral, unleashing several Blade Qi. Multiple Tiger-headed Wolves fell to the ground with whimpers.
Wang Yi leaped forward, appearing and disappearing among the dense pack of Tiger-headed Wolves. His back was visibly torn open, with ten deep claw marks exposing bone. Covered in blood, he looked like a devil emerging from hell.
Wang Yi knelt on one knee, five gruesome blood marks added to his back. The chilling wind swept through, dispersing the blood that dripped from the tip of his blade, staining the sky red.
Around him lay over thirty Tiger-headed Wolf corpses, some disemboweled and others decapitated. Blood gushed out, and the pungent smell attracted crows, creating a dark cloud overhead, with the terrifying sound of a baby crying.
Several remaining Tiger-headed Wolves looked at Wang Yi with fear in their eyes and began to retreat. One Tiger-headed Wolf backed away and quickly disappeared into the Deep Forest, followed by the others.
Wang Yi breathed a long sigh of relief as he watched the fleeing Tiger-headed Wolves. His Vital Energy was already depleted, leaving him unable to fight further. At that moment, a refreshing sensation spread throughout his body.
An extraordinary scene unfolded!
The bloody marks on his back slowly healed, leaving no scars behind. The fatigue brought on by the depletion of Vital Energy vanished without a trace, and his body was filled with renewed Vital Energy. Wang Yi even felt stronger than before; he clenched his fist, and a cracking sound echoed as if he had crushed the air within his palm.
Zhang Shou looked around; there was no one in sight. Wang Yi slowly stood up. If it weren't for the Mysterious Pearl, he might have fallen here.
Just as Wang Yi took out a white garment and was about to put it on to leave, a rough voice suddenly came from not far away, accompanied by heavy footsteps. More than ten figures appeared in front of Wang Yi's line of sight.
"Sister, it's right ahead."
Seeing no way to escape, Wang Yi simply stood there, slowly wiping the blood off the Chiyang Blade with his palm, again and again, appearing completely unconcerned. However, his heart was extremely tense; anyone who arrived at this moment was someone Wang Yi did not wish to see, as it meant that the situation was full of uncertainties.
A group of people appeared at the edge of the Tiger-headed Wolf corpses. In the middle of the team stood a stunning woman in her twenties, while the others were dressed in uniform black clothing with four large characters embroidered on their chests: Delong Chamber of Commerce. They held swords and knives, standing respectfully behind the woman.
The woman wore a white Lotus Group outfit, dazzlingly white like snow, with a white ribbon tied around her waist that accentuated her graceful figure. From a distance, she looked like a mountain fairy, breathtakingly beautiful.
Her long hair cascaded down like fine silk, her eyebrows were like willows, her skin was fair, and her teeth resembled polished shells. Her autumn-like eyes gazed at everything before her with an undeniable shock.
"Tiger-headed Wolf."
"Who killed him?"
"Quickly look, where is everyone?"
As a Black-Clad Man's voice rang out, dozens of shocked gazes fell one by one on Wang Yi.
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