Black Fan Grotto-Heaven.
A horde of desolate beast wolves, numbering in the hundreds, charged toward their position.
Hao Zhen and Chou Laowu stood shoulder to shoulder, their faces grim.
They exchanged a glance, and in the next instant, they unleashed their strongest trump card once more — the Immortal Killer Move, Wind Thunder Howl!
Boooom…
A colossal pillar of wind and thunder swept across the battlefield. In mere moments, the ground shook violently and the sky trembled. The wolf horde was decimated, suffering devastating casualties.
Fang Yuan and the others stood nearby, their expressions shifting with the spectacle.
Every time they witnessed the Wind Thunder Howl, their hearts trembled. This kind of combat power was the genuine peak of the Seventh Transformation. Those desolate beast wolves were mostly clones, weaker than the true beasts by another degree, and under the Wind Thunder Howl, they simply couldn't endure.
Even two of the true beasts had perished. Only the last one survived, thanks to its position further back — it had merely grazed the edge of the Wind Thunder Howl, and by sheer luck, remained alive.
"Kill it! We can't let this true beast escape. Otherwise, in two or three hours, it'll have a fresh batch of clones guarding it!" Immortal Gu Master Wei Ming roared and lunged forward.
This Immortal Gu Master had both eyes tightly shut — he was a blind man. His cultivation stood at the Seventh Transformation, and his combat strength was considerable. The loss of both his eyes was a price he had deliberately paid in pursuit of greater fighting power.
"Careful — there's a Fragrant Shaman Yin Carving Wolf!" In the next moment, Wang Daxian shouted in alarm.
Wei Ming's body froze. In that very instant, a Fragrant Shaman Yin Carving Wolf materialized out of thin air, its razor-sharp fangs snapping toward Wei Ming.
Wei Ming let out a cold shout, his body flickering like a phantom as he retreated diagonally backward.
The Fragrant Shaman Yin Carving Wolf's jaws snapped shut with a crack — so close it defied measure, yet missing by a hair's breadth. Its sharp teeth clashed against each other, failing to catch Wei Ming.
A cold sweat broke across Wei Ming's body. He suddenly cried out: "Not good!"
In the next instant, the Fragrant Shaman Yin Carving Wolf opened its maw once more, and a violent surge of green wind — flashing like bolts of lightning — struck Wei Ming dead center.
Wei Ming's defensive shield held for a brief moment before being completely torn apart. His entire body was shredded into countless pieces of flesh by the green wind.
A clone of the Hundred Legs Heavenly Monarch stood proudly atop the Fragrant Shaman Yin Carving Wolf's head, its expression cold. Immortal Gu aura radiated from its body without any attempt at concealment.
"You're quick on the run. But next time, you won't be so lucky," the Hundred Legs Heavenly Monarch's clone said frantically.
"That was close, that was close. Good thing I used my Substitute Killer Move!" The real Wei Ming revealed himself, reappearing and dashing back.
"Not again…" The assembled immortals focused their attention on the Hundred Legs Heavenly Monarch's clone, a heaviness settling in their hearts.
The Fragrant Shaman Yin Carving Wolf was already an Ancient Desolate Beast, its combat power rivaling a Seventh Transformation Immortal Gu Master. The Hundred Legs Heavenly Monarch's clone could wield Immortal Gu, and when paired with the Fragrant Shaman Yin Carving Wolf, it would seize opportunities, activate Immortal Gu, and coordinate with the wolf in battle. This combination immediately caused its combat strength and threat level to skyrocket!
At the beginning, the Hundred Legs Heavenly Monarch had infiltrated the Black Fan Grotto-Heaven with a massive number of desolate beasts. By now, he had gained an even deeper understanding of the grotto-heaven. He could now use desolate beasts and clones to create tactical advantages, even squeezing Ancient Desolate Beasts into the fray.
Every Ancient Desolate Beast had been equipped with a Hundred Legs Heavenly Monarch clone. This kind of combination had already appeared multiple times, and it was gradually turning the tide of the entire battle.
Wang Daxian immediately transformed into the Falling Star Dog and spoke in human tongue: "Brother Hao, Brother Chou, pull back immediately. That Fragrant Shaman Yin Carving Wolf sneaked over in stealth — it was probably targeting you two."
Hao Zhen and Chou Laowu's faces were pale, thoroughly drained.
The Wind Thunder Howl was devastatingly powerful, but activating it came at an enormous cost.
For the next stretch of time, Hao Zhen and Chou Laowu's combat strength would be drastically reduced — a significant deterioration.
This battle for the Black Fan Grotto-Heaven had already dragged on for many days. Hao Zhen and Chou Laowu's Wind Thunder Howl was a devastating weapon, especially effective against waves of desolate beasts.
This point had already earned the consensus of every Immortal Gu Master present.
Therefore, for the sake of ultimate victory, the Immortal Gu Masters were deliberately protecting Hao Zhen and Chou Laowu's lives.
Hao Zhen and Chou Laowu did not insist on staying. They withdrew directly.
"I'll escort you." Li Sichun flew up to them of his own accord.
That left Fang Yuan, Wang Daxian, and Wei Ming.
"Take this Ancient Desolate Beast down quickly. Another Ancient Desolate Beast has been spotted three thousand li from here." At that moment, Chu Du's message came through.
"I'll hold its attention head-on. You two find your opening and strike!" Wang Daxian roared, and the Falling Star Dog he had transformed into charged to meet the Fragrant Shaman Yin Carving Wolf.
Fang Yuan and Wei Ming immediately moved in coordination. One soared high into the air while the other flanked around to the rear, converging on the beast from two directions.
A fierce battle erupted.
Wang Daxian held his ground for the time being. Fang Yuan spotted his chance and sent his Flying Sword Immortal Gu lancing forward.
Clang!
A crisp ring sounded as the Hundred Legs Heavenly Monarch's clone activated the power of its Immortal Gu, blocking the attack.
"Use an Immortal Killer Move! What good is just flinging a single Immortal Gu? Wang!" In his agitation, Wang Daxian instinctively let out a dog's bark.
"What do you know?" Fang Yuan scoffed with a cold, dismissive laugh.
In the next instant, Wei Ming struck from the side. A single Light Path Immortal-level Killer Move obliterated the Hundred Legs Heavenly Monarch's clone.
It turned out Fang Yuan had deliberately attacked to draw the clone's attention, creating an opening for Wei Ming to exploit.
As the battles multiplied, the Immortal Gu Masters within the Black Fan Grotto-Heaven had begun to develop a degree of tacit coordination.