Chapter 819 - 509: Breaking the Human Circle, Sword Gang Shatters Demon Qi (2)

Chapter 819: Chapter 509: Breaking the Human Circle, Sword Gang Shatters Demon Qi (2)

Flames, blood, and sword energy wrapped around the white-clad youth.

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My name is Zhao Yuling.

I am the Saintess of the village beneath White Phoenix Mountain.

It’s said that there are countless monsters outside the village.

If I were given another chance, I would never have followed Dabai out of the village that day.

A woman with a fair face, now covered in grime, held her mouth, trembling in the corner.

At this moment, Zhao Yuling’s heart was filled with regret.

Since young, she had always listened to the elders of the tribe, practicing the techniques that every generation of the village’s saintess must learn.

Keeping watch and maintaining discipline every day.

Yet that day, Dabai, the spiritual dog she had raised for three years, seemed to have caught a scent and led her somewhere in the mountain.

She indeed followed Dabai and found an extremely precious thousand-year-old ginseng.

Consuming it could even save thirty years of arduous cultivation.

But what’s the use?

They couldn’t return at all!

Zhao Yuling suppressed her sobs.

The human-shaped demons found them.

Dabai was gutted on the spot.

His fur was torn off alive.

That day, the boiling blood splattered all over her.

Then she was brought here.

Zhao Yuling forced down her fear.

She surveyed her surroundings.

The surroundings were filled with women.

These women’s appearances were quite beautiful, some could even compare to her.

What surprised Zhao Yuling the most was the spiritual qi response on their bodies.

This indicated that their spirit roots were rich, equivalent to having the qualifications of a saintess in the village!

"How could it be..."

"Boom!"

The door opened.

A towering figure two meters tall forcefully pushed open the stone door.

The blue-faced, fanged giant moved aside.

Revealing a lean, middle-aged man with wolf ears and tail behind him.

A man inside the room immediately approached respectfully.

"Sir, these are the highest-grade human women found over the past three years."

"Those captured early have been preserved; their qualifications won’t be too affected."

The man’s respect was limitless.

The lean middle-aged man responded softly.

His gaze on Zhao Yuling and the others was devoid of fluctuation.

To him, they were merely a group of lowly beings waiting for breeding.

"Is the breeding stock prepared?"

"It’s already sought out; the qualifications are quite good."

"The only issue is the age is slightly older, this time after using might no longer be usable."

"Good."

"This matter concerns the quota our Ghost Wolf Race submits; it can’t go wrong!"

While the two conversed,

A sudden wolf howl echoed from outside.

The lean middle-aged man’s expression changed.

"It’s the Wolf King!"

"Damn it."

"In the Human Circle, another Wolf King roar, always those damned bugs!"

The lean middle-aged man’s face displayed anger, wolf fur began to grow on it.

Fangs grew, demon qi spread.

"Initiate the defense plan, stop them."

"Deploy all forces here!"

"Sir, and you..."

"I will naturally guard personally."

"The Humans have a phrase, called... Waiting for the rabbit at the tree stump!"

These human women here can’t be directly moved now.

If there were a Human Species Bag, it would be ideal, yet it’s too precious, he can’t afford it.

He loosened his collar.

His aura completely dispersed.

Blending into the regular Ghost Wolf Guard, someone briefly lost focus, surprisingly couldn’t find him anymore.

The responding man’s aura expanded.

The Wolf Guard’s eyes flashed.

They seemed to follow the man’s lead, transforming their figures into gray mist, hidden upon the original gray-black toned walls.

In merely three to four breaths, this elite wolf squad completed leader replacement, concealment, and infiltration.

Zhao Yuling witnessed everything.

She suppressed her instinctive gasp, her eyes surveying the surroundings.

Only to find nearly all the women around were blankly indifferent.

Just sitting or lying there dazed.

The best performance was only shivering in the corner.

"What kind of world is this!"

If she were alone, Zhao Yuling genuinely wanted to cry.

Yet it seemed the companions around her had already lost the ability to cry.

She didn’t understand demon language, only barely knew these people were infiltrating.

Infiltrating?

Zhao Yuling’s eyes became bright again.

"Yes, the outside world surely isn’t just full of monsters!"

"There must be strong warriors from the Human Race!"

Time passed little by little.

In the distance, the sound of explosions seemed faintly audible.

Along with the cries of some demon cultivators.

"Boom——————"

A huge explosion rang out.

A wall collapsed.

Seemingly, a shadowy figure walked out from it.

In an instant.

Zhao Yuling shouted fiercely.

"Young hero, be careful!"

Zhao Fu raised an eyebrow.

Hmm? What is she saying? It’s actually a language I don’t understand.

It’s just that now doesn’t seem like the time to care about that.

The shadow on the wall came to life.

Several ghost wolves with late-stage demon pill aura lunged at him fiercely.

Zhao Fu’s figure flitted like a butterfly, dancing among them.

However, each dance step brought a red talisman affixed to their bodies.

"Explode, explode, explode!"

Zhao Fu turned back, smiling.

With each ghost wolf he pointed to, it exploded.

Zhao Fu landed, a blaze of firelight behind him.

"Not a birthing chamber, no Qi Puppets, just some gifted girls, interesting."

"Young hero!!!" Zhao Yuling knew that demon cultivator, who looked like a big shot, was hiding.

"I don’t understand."

Zhao Fu’s voice sounded, and Zhao Yuling’s heart sank.

It was a completely different language.

This meant he couldn’t understand her warnings.

"If only, if only my cultivation could be a bit higher."

"If I could cultivate to Yin Spirit Emergence."

"Even if this place was full of scorching Qi-Blood, so what?"

"If I could master the Mind Technique, I wouldn’t need language to communicate with others."

The girl’s heart was full of self-blame.

But this wasn’t her fault.

She was only sixteen.

While the girl was lost in thought.

The white-clad boy showed a slight smile.

"Finally found an opponent worthy of drawing my sword against."

Talismans are very useful things.

They don’t require building a Spiritual Qi Orbit or consuming too much True Essence and Divine Sense to achieve the effect of a complete magic spell.

This is the best way to conserve Spiritual Qi.

But that’s not the only reason Zhao Fu used this method.

Zhao Fu flipped his hand, and a sword sheath appeared in it.

At the same time, his figure rose like a leaf, spinning in the air.

Ghostly figures charged at Zhao Fu.

The leading figure was extremely powerful.

Zhao Fu, however, didn’t even look.

"You are the first to see me draw my sword."

The sword was drawn from its sheath.

A golden sharp light flashed.

"Boom————————"

Sword Gang blossomed.

In an instant, a golden sun erupted.

Everything seemed to turn grey-white in an instant.

Among the grey-white, each ghost wolf turned to dust and dissipated.

In the end, only the special ghost wolf pointed at by the sword tip remained.

"You think finding me means you’ve won?"

Vast demon qi surged forth.

"I am the Wolf King’s son, the future Ghost Wolf King!"

A lean middle-aged figure emerged, yet it was the giant ghost wolf’s true form.

The ghost wolf’s true form was wrapped in black qi.

That was demon qi almost condensed into substance.

"But little human, you think... you are something..."

The voice abruptly stopped.

The white-clad figure lightly landed.

The sword tip flicked away a drop of demon blood.

The huge figure behind split into two, collapsing to the ground.

"Impossible?!"

"Lord of Ghostly Contempt was the strongest under the Demon King in the tribe!"

"A half-step Demon King celestial pride!"

"Even the Qingfeng Lion’s celestial pride wasn’t his match."

"Where on earth did you come from?"

The remaining ghost wolves had their last vitality instantly cut off.

Zhao Yuling stared dazedly at the white-clad figure.

Blood covered the ground, yet the white clothes remained unstained by a single drop of red.