C956 Cang Lang's Howl
"What did you see?" Mo Baichuan whispered, his voice barely above a murmur.
"The initial phase of the Primordial Spirit," Fenng Pu replied, shaking his head vigorously as if trying to obliterate a persistent thought, "It must be an illusion! The Heaven Sealing Soul Transformation Formation enveloped him, the Soul Transformation Pool amplified his Yin God. It even shattered my Earth Fire Eye, planting seeds of unreal perceptions in my mind."
Mo Baichuan felt a tremor of surprise.
Awooo!
A desolate howl sliced through the stillness of the night, echoing for thousands of miles.
Cultivators from the Heavenly Source Continent, the Rainier Empire, and the Silvermoon Empire—all diligent in their practices—heard the cry.
The sound caused a subtle ache in their ears, the ferocity and piercing nature of the howl palpable.
Beneath the night's canvas, absent of any twinkling stars, a luminous crescent moon hung aloft.
Beneath this silvery crescent, a colossal silver-gray wolf bellowed towards the moon's glow.
Rings of silver light, like ripples on a lake's surface, radiated outward in every direction.
The ripples shimmered with flecks of silver, each glint carrying essences of sanctity, annihilation, destruction, bloodlust, and more.
As the Grey Wolf King's howl resonated, a mace—forged from its own teeth—emerged from the thick fur around its neck, transforming into a bolt of silver lightning that streaked toward the barrier.
The mace expanded boundlessly, swallowing the cascading silver waves emanating from the wolf.
Its brilliance intensified, becoming so radiant that it was nearly impossible to behold directly.
The crescent moon's light in the void was swiftly drawn into the mace, leaving the moon dimmed, nearly invisible against the night sky as if cloaked in invisibility.
Puff!
The mace, larger than the mountains and rivers of the Silvermoon Empire, crashed with monumental force into the Heaven Sealing Soul Transformation Formation's barrier.
An expanse of over ten acres of the barrier crumbled, as if the world itself was breaking apart, punctured by a gaping hole.
Awooo!
With the Grey Wolf King's second howl, the colossal mace plummeted into the forbidden zone, tearing open a vast chasm in the earth.
At last, the hidden spectacle within the forbidden area was laid bare for those outside to witness.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A flash of silver-gray lightning and numerous figures seized the moment the opening appeared, darting inside in the blink of an eye.
Others from the Devil Palace, Demon Palace, Red Devil Sect, and Fiend Sect attempted to delve deeper when the opportunity arose, but the breach carved by the spiked mace was swiftly refilled with an overflow of dark demonic energy.
Elsewhere, at the barrier, Yu Yuan's true form settled upon the Evil Cauldron, watching the outside world with a faint smile.
"Something's not right!"
The Peacock King's brows knitted together as she vibrated slightly, and a cascade of iridescent feathers returned to her from the barrier's surface, reforming into a fan shape behind her. "Cao Jiaze's seven Heaven Palace Seals haven't breached the barrier, yet the Grey Wolf King's spiked mace shattered it with ease. I suspect..."
"Do you think, like Tang Zheng, he was intentionally let in?" The Golden Elephant Ancient God's face turned grave.
Their exchange sent a wave of unease through the cultivators from the Devil Palace and Demon Palace.
Regrettably, the barrier had resumed its original form, obscuring their view of the interior. All they could see was Yu Yuan, standing at the heart of the barrier, wielding the Evil Cauldron.
Within this realm, at the forefront of the Dragon Slash Platform.
The Ninth Level Great Demon, the Grey Wolf King, had just ventured into the forbidden territory. In an instant, his form shifted, transforming into a man of imposing stature with silver-gray hair cascading over his shoulders.
The Grey Wolf King exuded a wild, untamed presence, his silver eyes piercing and intense.
His giant mace, crafted from sharp teeth, lay before a vast pit, casting a silvery-white metallic sheen.
Above the mace, suspended in mid-air, was a two-faced stone statue with indistinct features.
The Grey Wolf King's slender fingers, tipped with nails sharp as silver knives, touched his brow. His eyes, cold as the moon, gazed intently at the statue, his face clouding over with a darkening expression.
"This accursed thing..."
Only he was aware that during his assault on the Heaven Sealing Soul Transformation Formation, his bloodline felt as if it had been momentarily swayed by an alien malevolence, plunging him into a brief madness, lost within a myriad of avaricious illusions, beckoned by luminous moons that seemed to call and invite him.
His lineage, his Ash Wolf Demon Body, had long thrived on the essence of moonlight, with many of his innate abilities and arcane techniques intertwined with the lunar force.
Each full moon brimming with abundant lunar energy made it nearly impossible for him to resist the urge to consume and refine it. In a daze, as the wolf-toothed club cracked open a gap, he transformed into a streak of silver-gray lightning and shot through.
Watching him slip inside, other formidable demons from the Demon Palace, along with a few impulsive souls, followed suit and barged in.
"Grey Wolf King, I feel like you've duped me!" The gaunt Raven Lord, upon realizing the Grey Wolf King had taken human form, sensed trouble brewing and erupted in a tirade. "Damn it, you're on a suicide mission and didn't bother to warn us, dragging us all down with you!"
Besides the Raven Lord, two Eighth Level Great Demons from the Demon Palace and four Yang God Stage practitioners from the Devil Palace were present. The enigmatic Devil Envoy, wielding the Silver Rainbow Magic Shuttle, also surged through the breach.
After Raven's outburst, noticing the Grey Wolf King's silence, he followed the latter's gaze into the distance. He immediately witnessed Tang Zheng's majestic dharma idol, akin to a god of flame, being shattered by the combined forces of Quero from the Silver Scale Clan and Adler from the Elemental Devil Clan.
Adler's patchwork demonic armor and Quero's silver scales continued to ravage the eight pillars of flame that Tang Zheng had been refining. These pillars, forged from towering volcanoes in the Outland Starry Sky, could serve as his eight avatars or be arrayed into a grand fire formation, channeling the full might of his Scorching Sun Spell.
Now, however, his dharma idol lay in ruins, and the pillars of flame, honed over a millennium, lay broken and scattered. The severity of the Mountain Lord's injuries was painfully clear.
Raven, initially eager to continue his tirade, fell silent at the sight of Tang Zheng's dire state. His eyes darted about, searching for a way to provide some temporary relief.
"Yu, Yu Yuan!" Yu Yuan, within the dark green barrier, turned with a smirk to face him.
"Kid, the Demon Palace has gone to great lengths for you, securing agreements from the three upper sects and Zhu Zhenyi from the Devil Palace. Just open the barrier, and all past transgressions will be forgiven!" Raven Lord bellowed, "The Demon Palace has always been fair to you! Grey Wolf King and I, they've included us too!"
He gestured toward the other two formidable demons of the Demon Palace and warned, "Don't bite the hand that feeds you!"
"Raven!"
The Grey Wolf King's furious howl cut him off mid-sentence. His eyes, a shimmering silver, brimmed with savagery and a thirst for bloodshed. "Kid, I'm aware I've been ensnared—I wasn't cautious enough! But now that I'm here, I fear nothing! I'm eager to find out if those Ninth Level warriors from other races have what it takes to kill me!"
"You've been overdue for death," Yu Yuan stated somberly.
No sooner had he spoken than figures from various factions converged on the scene: Beru of the Star Race, Mia from Dark Elfkind, Sansom of the female Demon Clan, along with the Ghost King Tianzang, and Xi Quan, the Withered Sword, all accompanied by their Eighth Level warriors, hastened to join.
"Grey Wolf King!"
"This vicious beast is a scourge deserving death, both in the Outer Star River and within our own realms!"
It wasn't just the foreign race champions who thought so. Even Shi Yuxuan of the Medicine Sect and Qi Yunhong, who had renounced the Thunder Sect, looked on from a distance with evident relish.
The Grey Wolf King's infamy was widespread, both within and beyond the Demon Palace.
Originally hailing from the Desolate Swamp, the Grey Wolf King flouted the rules set by the Desolate God and was consequently banished.
Subsequently, he roamed the various terrains of the Profound Sky Continent, where countless mortal women, families, and weaker practitioners fell victim to his ruthless slaughter.
The Demon Palace had specifically tasked the formidable Lvliu with his execution.
Yet, after being gravely wounded by Lvliu three times and escaping, he paradoxically gained favor with the Demon Palace, which inducted him as one of its high-ranking generals.
The Demon Palace then aided him in breaking through his bloodline constraints and frequently sent him on covert missions to hunt down the great demons emerging from the Desolate Swamp.
It seemed the Demon Palace was intent on using him to provoke the Desolate God.
Throughout this time, the Grey Wolf King's malevolence persisted, and he continued his indiscriminate killing spree across the Profound Sky Continent.
Since he was under the Demon Palace's wing, cultivators from the major empires dared not oppose the institution and were forced to turn a blind eye.
In his past life as the Medicine God Hong Qi, Yu Yuan had crossed paths with this repugnant grey wolf.
Since he was determined to strike a deadly blow, he wished for Tang Zheng to be the first to fall on the Heavenly Source Continent, and on the Quietus Continent, he hoped the Grey Wolf King would be the first to meet his end!
