He felt somewhat fortunate, yet also deeply humiliated. Especially for him—though he was not a Transcendent Realm expert, he had long lived in comfort and privilege within Eight Stars Pavilion. To be despised like this now hurt him more than being killed.
"Beast? Heh heh, you old bastard! Just for what you said, this prince will make sure you die without a burial ground!" A glint of killing intent flashed through Little Wolf's eyes. That Half-Step Transcendent Realm Late Stage expert had his pride—did he not have his own as well?
By handing such a Half-Step Transcendent Realm Late Stage expert over to him, Ye Xiwen's meaning had been obvious: he wanted Little Wolf to use this opponent as a whetstone and break into the Half-Step Transcendent Realm Late Stage in one stroke.
By then, with his outstanding bloodline, it would be no difficult matter for him to become invincible beneath the Transcendent Realm.
Little Wolf opened his massive jaws. The spiritual energy filling the sky was sucked into his mouth with lightning speed, then he suddenly spat it out. Two pillars of light, each as thick as a water vat, swept forth.
The Half-Step Transcendent Realm Late Stage expert failed to react in time and was directly struck in the arm.
"Ah!" With a miserable scream, his entire arm was blasted into a bloody mess by the beam of light. His eyes were still filled with uncontrollable disbelief. He had never imagined that a beast at the Half-Step Transcendent Realm Middle Stage could injure an expert like him at the Half-Step Transcendent Realm Late Stage. What a terrifying thing that was.
This demon wolf at the Half-Step Transcendent Realm Middle Stage was no simple creature!
Ye Xiwen no longer concerned himself with the battle behind him. He believed Little