Refusing a Toast Only to Drink a Forfeit

Several thousand-year Netherworld Wolves immediately closed in, forming a defensive line.

Tang Lan showed no fear. He swept out with the Overlord Spear, and his powerful Soul Power became a gust of wild wind that knocked several Netherworld Wolves back several steps.

But they quickly pounced again, their sharp claws whistling through the air.

Huo Yuhao shouted from the side, "Senior, I'll help you!"

As he spoke, he unleashed a soul skill, sending beams of light shooting toward the Netherworld Wolves.

Wang Dong was not to be outdone. She thrust out both palms, unleashing a powerful wave of force.

At that moment, Tang Lan exerted himself once more. Light blazed from the Overlord Spear like a blazing sun, and he thrust fiercely forward, piercing straight through the body of a thousand-year Netherworld Wolf.

The Netherworld Wolf let out a miserable cry and collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Seeing this, the Netherworld Wolf King roared furiously. Its eyes became even more bloodshot, and the fluctuations of Soul Power around its body grew increasingly intense.

Its figure flashed as it lunged at Tang Lan. "Overestimating yourself."

Tang Lan shouted and gripped the Overlord Spear with both hands, holding it horizontally as he forcibly blocked the Netherworld Wolf King's thunderous strike.

Tang Lan's gaze turned cold as an even more powerful burst of Soul Power erupted from him, and the light on the Overlord Spear surged.

With a fierce sweep of his spear, he sent the Netherworld Wolf King flying.

The wolf king crashed heavily to the ground. Before it could rise, Tang Lan had already rushed before it like a ghost.

Another thrust came down, and the wolf king did not even have time to let out a wail before it perished.

The other Netherworld Wolves grew fearful at the sight and