Don't You Dare Touch My Precious Disciple

Under Ye Lei's nearly relentless bombardment, the number of Crimson Demon Claw Wolves was instantly cut in half, leaving only twenty-five.

The Crimson Demon Claw Wolf King hiding in the rear could no longer sit still. As the king of its clan, it could not stand by and watch its kin be slaughtered wantonly by a human.

Accompanied by an invigorating wolf howl, a blood-red moon suddenly appeared directly above the altar ruins. The moment the blood moon emerged, the eyes of every surviving Crimson Demon Claw Wolf turned scarlet. Their auras surged explosively in that instant. Not only did the Ten-Thousand-Year Claw Wolves grow stronger, but even the Thousand-Year Claw Wolves swelled in size at the same time. Their claws became larger than before and even sharper.

Good grief. Ye Lei quickly reacted as he watched the sudden transformation of the twenty-odd Crimson Demon Claw Wolves.

Crimson Demon Berserk!

This skill generally had only a fifty-percent chance of awakening once a Crimson Demon Claw Wolf reached fifty thousand years of cultivation. Moreover, among a pack of Crimson Demon Claw Wolves, only the Crimson Claw Wolf King could wield it.

Once Crimson Demon Berserk was unleashed, it would berserk the entire pack of Claw Wolves, raising every wolf's cultivation by ten thousand years while granting them Overlord Body status. Ordinary Soul Tool-form attacks were little more than scratches against Crimson Demon Claw Wolves under Crimson Demon Berserk.

"All Soul Beasts gain ten thousand years of cultivation? This skill is somewhat interesting, but it's completely useless against me."

"Who doesn't know how to go berserk? Let me show you what a true berserk skill looks like!"

"Fifth Soul Skill, Dark Flame Molten Bone!"

Scalding black magma instantly erupted from beneath Ye Lei's feet. At the same time, his aura began multiplying