Saint Prison Three-Headed Dog
[Slaughter Points +100]
Upon hearing the voice in his mind, Hua Qiang's face immediately turned miserable.
Damn it, I worked so hard to kill a deer, and I only got 100 Slaughter Points. It's not even as good as killing those level rabbits. One hit and they're gone. If I kill ten, I'll get 100 points. It's much easier than this!
He was injured in the battle with the deer, and the price he paid was only 100 points. It seems that the road to leveling up is long and arduous!
He reached out and tapped the little plus sign, and then he felt a warm current flow through his body. The fatigue and discomfort from the fight just now disappeared instantly, and he felt full of energy.
Then I saw that the Blood Qi column on the panel had changed to 54 points.
Call--
Hua Qiang let out a heavy sigh. Let's continue!
Next, Hua Qiang found three Azure Lightning Profound Light Deer. This time, he abandoned his foolishness and did not confront them head-on.
Instead, he activated the [Prediction] skill, hitting the opponent's landing point with every strike, as if the opponent was foolishly running into his blade.
This frustrated his opponent, and he ended the fight even faster.
Looking at Blood Qi Value progress of 84/100 displayed on the Void Panel, Hua Qiang felt a surge of excitement.
Almost there! Just need to kill sixteen more Holy Spirit Rabbit, or two more Azure Lightning Profound Light Deer, and I'll level up!
Driven by his thirst for power, Hua Qiang disregarded the approaching darkness and his blurring vision, continuing his search through the grass, hoping to encounter more rabbits or deer.
He needs to become powerful quickly and reach the pinnacle of this world; perhaps that will be the time for him to return.
Awoof... Woof woof!
Hua Qiang was walking through this unfamiliar patch of grass, which was taller than him. The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the wind rustling through the grass.
Awoof... Woof woof!
Suddenly, a roar from a ferocious beast reached his ears.
Upon closer listening, a strange feeling arose; the sound contained both the long, mournful howl of a wolf and the urgent, short bark of a dog.
A sense of unease crept into his mind. Could it be that dogs and wolves had teamed up, conspiring together in malice and deceit?
The sound drifted from afar, and should have weakened with distance, but Hua Qiang felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to his head, his hair stood on end, and his scalp tingled.
This chilling feeling was something he had rarely experienced since he transmigrated and struggled his way to the present.
He felt as if an invisible pair of eyes were lurking in the shadows, staring intently at him.
His gaze was filled with intense killing intent, as if some unknown entity could easily seize his life in the next second.
Hua Qiang's steps froze on the spot, the two thoughts of advancing and retreating fiercely clashing in his mind.
Thinking about all the things I've encountered since coming to this world, I feel nothing but frustration.
Looking back, we went through countless hardships to cultivate ourselves, gradually transforming from weak to strong. Every drop of sweat embodied the desire to become stronger, and every breakthrough seemed to be a declaration of sovereignty to fate.
Back then, with power in hand, I felt an unparalleled pride, as if a single punch could shatter the heavens and I stood proudly invincible in the world.
Who could have predicted that now that I've entered the Saint Realm, I should be on a higher level, looking down upon all living beings?
But it was as if they had returned to the pre-liberation era overnight, sinking back into the quagmire of "waste and garbage," losing all their former prestige.
His previous battles with the Holy Spirit Rabbit and the Azure Lightning Profound Light Deer allowed him to discern the strange rules of this continent.
Here, the Saint Realm is merely the starting point. Even the weakest human or animal here is born with the physique of the Saint Realm Stage 1, possessing considerable combat power in every move.
This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to those who are used to advancing through the ranks and standing out by cultivating their skills.
Worse still, the combat skills that were once easy to master and incredibly powerful were greatly diminished when used here, as if they were wearing heavy shackles, leaving them with great abilities but unable to fully utilize them.
But Hua Qiang was a stubborn and decisive person at heart. After weighing the pros and cons, he gritted his teeth and decided to investigate the source of the sound.
He secretly calculated that even if it was only a first or second-tier spirit beast, with his current abilities, although he was no longer at his peak, he would still have the power to fight it. After all, he had defeated several Second-Level Spirit Beast before.
Having made up his mind, he crouched low and carefully made his way through the tall grass that was taller than himself.
Each step was taken lightly and cautiously, trying not to make a sound, like a cheetah lurking in the shadows, waiting for its chance to strike.
As the distance closed, the strange howling of "Awoo... Woof woof!" became increasingly deafening, making his eardrums ache and his temples throb.
After moving to the edge of a patch of grass and parting the branches, a wide-open space suddenly appeared before us.
The creature in the arena instantly caught their eye—it was a dog!
No, this is no ordinary dog, because it has three heads.
The three-headed dog stood menacingly, its six eyes like deep pools, radiating a bloodthirsty light. Its muscles were taut, and a power seemed to surge beneath its fur.
At the same time, relevant information automatically appeared in Hua Qiang's mind: the Saint Prison Three-Headed Dog, Third-Level Spirit Beast!
His heart sank, and he realized something was wrong. No wonder he had felt such a strong sense of unease earlier; he was no match for such a ferocious creature.
Fortunately, he had been cautious all the way and was still hidden in the grass, not yet exposed. If that guy had discovered him now, a thrilling, life-or-death escape would have been inevitable.
"We can't beat them!"
These three words were like a curse, deeply imprinted in Hua Qiang's heart, weighing him down so heavily that he couldn't even breathe properly.
He carefully and gently placed the thatch leaves down, being extremely cautious with every movement, afraid of making the slightest sound and disturbing the ferocious Saint Prison Three-Headed Dog not far away.
Then, crouching low, he moved backward step by step with extreme caution, the grass beneath his feet making a faint rustling sound. Fortunately, the wind blew by, cleverly masking this barely perceptible movement.
Only when the ever-present palpitation completely dissipated did Hua Qiang finally breathe a sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxing slightly, before turning and walking quickly in another direction.
He knew very well that his current strength was far inferior to that of the Saint Prison Three-Headed Dog, and only by advancing to the Saint Realm Second Stage could he hope to contend with it.
The thought of this ignited a burning desire within him to advance his cultivation level.
If we can capture that third-tier spirit beast, we'll gain a full 1000 Slaughter Points, which is equivalent to 100 precious Blood Qi points!
Just as I was pondering this, several Holy Spirit Rabbit suddenly appeared in my line of sight.
Hua Qiang's eyes lit up, and a surge of joy welled up in his heart. He quickly gripped the Cold Moon Blade in his hand, lowered his body, and, using the grass as cover, stealthily approached.
Once the distance was right, he suddenly pounced, unleashing his signature "Fatal Slash." A flash of cold light, and the sharp blade precisely sliced through the rabbit's neck, clean and swift.
Two hours later, Hua Qiang's fingertips trembled slightly as he gently tapped the "+" sign next to the Blood Qi value, filled with anticipation and excitement.
In an instant, it was as if a surging force broke through the shackles within his body, rushing and roaring, and he successfully advanced!