Wu Tian now had two talents that could directly affect a battle: Thousand Mile Divine Speed and Talent for Seeking Auspiciousness and Avoiding Calamity.
Thousand Mile Divine Speed gave him speed far beyond that of ordinary people, while Talent for Seeking Auspiciousness and Avoiding Calamity allowed him to see through his enemies' every move.
Whether they intended to unleash a deadly technique or turn and flee, they could not hide it from his senses.
Even changes in their forms and distortions in the angles of their attacks were all within his perception.
Talent for Seeking Auspiciousness and Avoiding Calamity had originally evolved from the Spirit of Wind talent, whose earliest source was the Listening to the Wind skill.
Neither Listening to the Wind nor the Spirit of Wind talent had disappeared. Instead, they had completely fused into Talent for Seeking Auspiciousness and Avoiding Calamity, undergoing evolution and sublimation.
This gave Wu Tian control over the entire battlefield far beyond that of his enemies. Combined with his own extreme speed, it was enough for him to firmly control the rhythm of the battle.
He could advance or retreat as he pleased, and strike decisively.
Thus, now that only two enemies remained, the balance of power had been completely reversed. Without the slightest hesitation, he charged straight at them head-on.
Sure enough, the three corpses that had fallen one after another on the ground had already left the two Wild Dog Cave disciples in a panic, their courage scared clean out of them.
If they had not just witnessed the miserable sight of that senior brother fleeing, only to be bitten to death from behind, they would have already begun running for their lives.
"Senior Sister, we can't run. We can't expose our backs to him. We'll only be bitten to death." The male disciple gritted his teeth as he spoke.
"I—I know. If the two of us hold him off for a while, the other three junior brothers and sisters should catch up soon." The female disciple spoke, but her voice trembled. It sounded more like she was comforting herself.
"When the time comes, the five of us can join forces and kill this beast, avenging our other senior and junior brothers who died tragically."
As the two spoke, Wu Tian had already pounced at them without mercy.
He was far too fast. He slammed into the enemy, his sharp fangs tearing open a wound as blood instantly poured out.
At that moment, the other enemy pounced from behind. Having achieved his aim, Wu Tian immediately pulled back, twisting his body and turning to flee.
Once he had escaped a certain distance, he swiftly changed direction. After finding the right moment, he pounced again.
This time, his target was still the male disciple he had just bitten.
Even though the two stood back-to-back, Wu Tian was far faster than them. Especially in this forest, where trees could conceal his movements—by the time they saw his figure, it was already too late.
"Ahhh! It hurts! It hurts so much!"
After pouncing once more, Wu Tian tore away a large chunk of flesh from the male disciple before immediately withdrawing.
But the male disciple could no longer endure it. The flesh on his body was repeatedly torn away alive, and the excruciating pain nearly made him faint.
He rolled on the ground in agony. No longer able to maintain his Wild Dog form, he transformed into human shape as blood continuously streamed from his wounds—one on his back and another on his thigh.
The bloody wounds were horrifying to behold.
The female disciple was completely terrified. She could not even spare another thought for her junior brother. Her body kept retreating as she growled, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I won't bother you again..."
"I'll leave right now!"
"Ahhh... Senior Sister, save me! I don't want to die!" A dark shadow suddenly appeared before the male disciple's eyes. His pupils reflected blood-dripping fangs, and he was plunged into immense despair and terror. He screamed hysterically, his body convulsing as he lost control of his bladder.
Crack!
Accompanied by the crisp sound of breaking bones, his anguished howl abruptly ceased. Wu Tian had crushed the enemy's throat with his fangs.
The sight completely broke the female disciple. She had lost all reason, leaving only terror behind, and began fleeing recklessly.
After a dozen or so breaths, another corpse fell to the ground.
It was a woman who appeared to be in her twenties. Her features were ordinary, but her figure was quite good, with a shapely, curving form. Now, however, she lay blood-soaked on the ground, her eyes wide open and filled with terror.
Man Xiongmu and Tong Guan, who had been watching the slaughter from afar all along, fell silent. Neither of them had expected things to turn out this way.
Man Xiongmu had thought Wu Tian would be defeated after the bloody battle and flee into the Forbidden Area to seek shelter.
Tong Guan had thought the same. After all, the difference in numbers between the two sides was enormous. Eight Qi Nourishing Realm disciples surrounding him—there was no way they could fall into a disadvantageous position. At most, two or three disciples would be bitten to death.
But he had never expected so many people to die in such a short time...
Tong Guan's face turned livid, and his dark-green eyes narrowed into slits. His heart seethed with irrepressible killing intent and dread.
Yet Man Xiongmu said with a chuckle, "Senior Brother Tong, what do you think?"
Tong Guan remained silent for a moment before saying, "I can give you the Thousand Year Iron Tree Heart, but not the Moon Swallowing Qi Circulation Diagram..."
While they were speaking, the hunt in the forest had also reached its end.
The five strongest disciples had all been bitten to death. The remaining three were the weakest, and had not yet refined Beast Robes.
Relying on his extreme speed, Wu Tian killed one of them in a single exchange.
He abruptly changed direction, circling through the trees. After finding an opening, he flashed forward and bit another one to death.
The last person was completely scared witless. He stood there blankly, and before he could even make a move to resist, his throat was bitten through.
Wu Tian was covered in blood, but he turned and gazed toward the depths of the forest. He had already sensed the positions of Tong Guan and Man Xiongmu. Although cultivators at their level could perfectly restrain their own auras,
Tong Guan's malice was far too obvious, while Man Xiongmu carried the good fortune of protecting his safety. Under the talent's perception, there was no way their positions could escape him.
Wu Tian seemed to be separated by a great distance, yet his gaze met Tong Guan's dark-green eyes.
He bared his fangs, and blood dripped from them.
After a long while, he turned and left, slowly making his way toward the hot spring halfway up the mountain.
This forest where the slaughter had taken place was originally not far from the hot spring.
Once Wu Tian's figure vanished into the Forbidden Area, the aura—or rather, the Daoist ground—of that existence completely enveloped it. Tong Guan could no longer spy on him, nor did he dare continue trying.
He drew a deep breath. "I can pass on the Moon Swallowing Qi Circulation Diagram to him, but I'll impose a restriction. Only he himself can cultivate it, and he won't be able to pass it on."
After saying this, he did not wait for Man Xiongmu's reply. A gust of wind rose around him and wrapped around his body as he headed toward the mountain gate without looking back.
Man Xiongmu did not look at him either. Gazing toward the Forbidden Area, he smiled. "Not bad, not bad. What a hunt! Hahahaha!"
He turned and left as well, but he headed down the mountain. This time, he truly intended to leave.
At that moment, black smoke suddenly swirled above the corpses lying in the forest where the slaughter had just taken place. Amid the howls of souls and the barking of dogs, the souls of five Wild Dog Spirits struggled out from the ruined animal hides.
Their bodies seemed to be made of black smoke, and their pupils were a scarlet blood-red, filled with hatred and madness. After breaking free of the hides, they howled and roared like demons.
Yet at that moment, Blood Incantations surfaced on the foreheads of those Wild Dog souls. At the summit of Skull Mountain, a great banner that blotted out the sky and covered the earth seemed to materialize from the void, one corner trembling faintly.
The five souls instantly transformed into five streams of black smoke and shot into the sky. Before long, they vanished into the banner that was so immense it enveloped the entire mountain peak.
Faintly, the roars of countless beasts, the cries of dragons and tigers, and the wails of sinister ghosts resounded throughout heaven and earth.
Soon, all those strange phenomena dissipated, as if they had never appeared.
Even the scene that had just unfolded could be witnessed by only a handful of people across the entirety of Skull Mountain.
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