Chapter 744 - 191: The Plan Changes and Fiends Emerge from the Secret Realm; Valiant Chu Fan Slays a Great Demon with His Iron Fist

Chapter 744: Chapter 191: The Plan Changes and Fiends Emerge from the Secret Realm; Valiant Chu Fan Slays a Great Demon with His Iron Fist

Fierce Evil Qi surged to the heavens, striking terror in all directions.

Twelve True Forms Fist—Tiger Form Tiger Claw!

He formed his five fingers into a claw, a cold glint flashing from their tips. A thunderous tiger’s roar echoed as he condensed all his strength. Wielding a sharpness that could tear through metal and stone, he lunged straight for the vital spot on the back of the Demon Wolf’s head!

Though demonized and its mind in chaos, the Demon Wolf acted purely on instinct.

This had awakened its most primal battle instincts, making its reactions astonishingly fast—far beyond imagination.

The instant Chu Fan’s Tiger Claw reached it, the wolf jerked its head aside, narrowly avoiding having its skull crushed. Following the motion, it whipped its head back around, its cavernous, bloody maw snapping open.

A black Demonic Fire, reeking of sulfur, erupted like lava and sprayed toward Chu Fan’s face, intent on incinerating him completely!

At such a close range, any ordinary Cultivator would have panicked and dodged.

But Chu Fan’s expression was as tranquil as an ancient well. He neither dodged nor flinched, his gaze remaining sharp. The Tiger Claw that had missed its mark retracted smoothly. He used the retreating Force as a pivot, his elbow suddenly tensing. Like a heavy hammer descending with unstoppable might, it smashed down!

Tiger Form—Elbow Hammer!

BOOM!

A muffled thud echoed, like the beating of a war drum.

A terrifying burst of qi force exploded at the point of contact. The blow, carrying immeasurable weight, landed squarely on the crown of the Demon Wolf’s head.

As expected, the massive wolf head burst apart like a watermelon struck by a sledgehammer.

Black Demon Blood mixed with white brain matter, blooming into a grisly flower of blood in the air.

However, the slaughter had only just begun.

As Chu Fan finished off the wolf, the Demonized Wolf King—the one that had missed its earlier pounce—appeared before him. Its black figure, trailing a string of Residual Images, had torn through the space between them in an instant!

"Chu Fan, be careful!"

Wang Yanfeng’s eyes looked ready to split as he let out a sharp, desperate cry.

The refined iron longspear in his hand flared with light. A rapidly spinning Spiral Qi Force condensed at its tip. Like a venomous dragon striking from its lair, he thrust it viciously at the Wolf King’s throat.

A human-like glimmer of contempt flashed in the Wolf King’s eyes. It casually slapped with its left paw—no fancy moves, just the terrifying strength and speed of its physical body.

CLANG!

The deafening clang of metal rang out. A powerful Rebound force surged up the spear shaft. Wang Yanfeng felt a violent jolt in the web of his hand, as if his longspear had been struck by a mountain!

His palm was instantly torn open and dripping with blood. He could no longer hold the longspear; it flew spinning into the air and embedded itself deep in a distant rock!

SWOOSH!

The Wolf King’s figure blurred. Using the opening created by knocking away the spear, its sharp claws, wreathed in roiling black mist, shot straight for Wang Yanfeng’s head!

’It’s too fast... I can’t see it at all!’

’This beast is at least a high-level Great Demon, maybe even half a step into *that* realm!’

In an instant, the shadow of death enveloped Wang Yanfeng.

His face was ashen, his heart filled with despair.

His body tried to react, but the Wolf King’s claws were too fast—faster than thought!

In the nick of time—

BOOM!

A figure as solid as a mountain slammed into it from the side.

Chu Fan executed Twelve True Forms Fist—Bear Form Mountain Collision. Using his body as a shield and his shoulder as a hammer, he viciously slammed into the Wolf King’s flank!

The originally fatal claw strike was forcefully knocked aside.

The massive body of the Wolf King was sent flying sideways by this brutish blow!

However, the Wolf King didn’t fall. Energy surged around it, and it managed to adjust its posture in mid-air, coming to a halt, floating!

Not far from where it righted itself was a disciple of the Zhang Family—Zhang Tianyun—who was currently entangled with another white wolf!

’Oh no!’

Zhang Tianyun had just been feeling lucky that he wasn’t the target.

Now, seeing the Wolf King’s back so close, the hair on his neck stood on end.

Without a second thought, he turned and fled!

If he hadn’t run, it might have been fine. But his flight drew the Wolf King’s attention...

The Demonized Wolf King turned its head, its scarlet eyes locking onto the fleeing back, but it did not give chase.

It merely made a grasping motion at the empty air...

In mid-air, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism was instantly drained, coalescing into the phantom of a giant black claw, like the demonic palm of a death god.

It instantly crossed several dozen feet and seized the frantically fleeing Zhang Tianyun!

"No—Ancestor, save me!!"

Zhang Tianyun let out a shrill, desperate scream.

BOOM!

The giant black claw squeezed hard.

A loud bang and the sound of crushing bones rang out simultaneously.

Before he could struggle further, Zhang Tianyun’s entire body exploded under the terrifying grip, turning into a grimly beautiful mist of blood. His Divine Soul couldn’t escape either, and he was utterly destroyed in body and soul on the spot!

A deathly silence...

At this moment, on the other side, Feng Luoyan of the Wuji Sect had taken the opportunity to get away from her opponent.

She moved to Wang Yanfeng’s side, her chest heaving, her pretty face pale.

She gazed at the spot where Zhang Tianyun had died a horrible death, her voice trembling. "Lord Chu... that Wolf King’s strength is too terrifying."

"This beast is at least at the peak of a high-level Great Demon. I fear it’s even a notch stronger than an ordinary expert at the Early Stage of the Ruyi Realm!"

"Fighting it alone, none of us will survive. Our only chance is if the three of us team up. That might give us a sliver of hope!"

Wang Yanfeng looked at his own blood-soaked, trembling hands.

Then he gave Feng Luoyan a bitter look and remained silent.

’A sliver of hope?’

’Where would that hope come from...’

’Just now, a casual slap from the Wolf King had disarmed me and torn open the web of my hand.’

’A power gap as wide as an abyss, as deep as hell... this isn’t something that can be overcome with numbers.’

’Even if the three of us joined forces, we would probably just end up as two more snacks for these vile beasts.’

’If Zhang Tianyu, Princess Zhaohua, and Sword Traceless were here to team up with Chu Fan, then perhaps there really would be a sliver of hope.’

’But as for the two of us... even if we wanted to help, how could we?’

As the two of them sank into despair, Chu Fan didn’t assume any defensive stance. He just waved his hand dismissively. With his back to them, he spoke in a tone as casual as shooing away a fly, "You two, fall back."

"Get back. Don’t get in the way here."

Feng Luoyan: "...?"

She was stunned, unable to believe her ears.

’We’re in this kind of situation, and he’s making such an outrageous boast? Isn’t he afraid of eating his words?’

’The three of us together would face near-certain death, yet he wants to take on this Demonized Wolf King—a beast comparable to the Ruyi Realm—all by himself?’