Fierce Battle with Wolf Bandits (Please Bookmark and Vote)

The night was hazy, the moonlight bleak, and the howling wind harsh on the ears. The occasional wolf cries only made the darkness feel deeper and more terrifying.

Shen Hanyu slowly advanced step by step. He spun the Cold Sky Spear in his hand before hurling it out with lightning speed. Two Hundred Year Cultivation Wolf Bandits, completely unprepared, were skewered like meat on a skewer and nailed to an ancient tree.

Shen Hanyu vanished from the spot in an instant. Realizing something was wrong, the Wolf Bandits let out furious roars and entered battle mode, their eyes turning blood-red.

Hidden in the darkness, Shen Hanyu looked over the Wolf Bandits on the road and throughout the surrounding woods without the slightest fear in his eyes. His gaze swiftly swept through the pack before finally locking onto a target atop a massive boulder.

It was a Wolf Bandit that looked distinctly different from the rest. It was larger than ordinary Wolf Bandits, with longer and sharper claws. Dense Killing Intent spread with every breath, declaring its status as the ruler of the pack.

"Found you."

Shen Hanyu sneered. The Cold Sky Spear shot into the sky, and Shen Hanyu followed close behind. Then the First Soul Skill beneath his feet lit up rapidly. An indescribably frigid aura appeared along the spear blade before turning into an icy spear gleam that fiercely shot toward the Wolf Bandit leader.

This was Shen Hanyu's First Soul Skill, obtained from an Eight Hundred Years Ice Bear. The skill was called Eternal Silence. It could not only be attached to the Cold Sky Spear to enhance its attributes for close combat, but also used for long-range attacks. It was an exceptionally useful Soul Skill.

The strength of a Soul Skill was tied to the quality of the Soul Beast that produced the Soul Ring. As one of the overlords of the Far North, the Ice Bear possessed not only extremely high defense but also attack power that ranked among the best in the Far North. It was unquestionably a top-tier Soul Beast.

Bear King Xiaobai of their clan possessed more than one hundred ninety thousand years of cultivation. As Snow Empress's adopted son, his strength needed no explanation.

The cold, razor-sharp spear gleam stabbed toward the Wolf Bandit leader like a meteor. A hint of humanlike fear appeared in the leader's eyes, and it swiftly grabbed a Wolf Bandit with nine hundred years of cultivation beside it and threw it forward, forcibly blocking the spear gleam.

Shen Hanyu's mouth twitched. He gained a new understanding of just how cold-blooded and ruthless Wolf Bandits were.

If that was the case, then not only did the enemy have a numerical advantage, but they also had no sense of honor whatsoever. That meant he had no advantage at all.

A sense of crisis rose in his heart, and Shen Hanyu involuntarily tightened his grip on the Cold Sky Spear. His knuckles turned slightly white from the force.

As the Wolf Bandit leader let out an enraged roar, dozens of Wolf Bandits charged at Shen Hanyu like a tidal wave. Their momentum was like that of a small detachment of heavy armored cavalry.

Shen Hanyu's spear moved like a dragon. Every thrust precisely killed or wounded a Wolf Bandit. Fresh Blood splashed everywhere, and the scene became rather bloody.

The Wolf Bandits grew even crazier after smelling the Bloody Smell, nearly throwing their lives away as they frantically besieged Shen Hanyu. Shen Hanyu cursed under his breath as the Cold Sky Spear burst with dazzling light in his hands, temporarily forcing back several crazed Wolf Bandits before he turned and slew two more Hundred Year Cultivation Wolf Bandits with a single thrust.

No matter how powerful Shen Hanyu was, he was ultimately only a Soul Ancestor in his forties. Facing such a pack of Wolf Bandits, he was beginning to struggle.

As a Wolf Bandit's claws swept past him, a thin cut appeared on Shen Hanyu's handsome face, immediately bleeding bright red.

When two Thousand Year Wolf Bandits joined forces in a claw strike, Shen Hanyu was sent skidding seven or eight meters backward before he managed to steady himself. Their immense strength was plain to see.

The Wolf Bandit leader roared again. This roar was longer than the last, but Shen Hanyu quickly understood its purpose.

Because answering wolf howls rang out from the distant forest!

Those cries belonged to an advanced Soul Beast, a famous wolf-type Soul Beast on the continent: Gale Magic Wolves!

Shen Hanyu could not determine their numbers, but he knew one thing: if he could not escape or kill the Wolf Bandit leader soon, he would definitely die here today!

With that thought, Shen Hanyu stopped holding back. The Cold Sky Spear bloomed with frigid energy once more as his four Soul Rings spun at high speed. Cold energy spread from the ground and transformed the area within dozens of meters into a world of ice and snow!

Shen Hanyu darted through the Wolf Bandit pack. The sharp spear blade had become a Death God harvesting lives. Headless, dismembered, and split-in-half Wolf Bandits could be seen everywhere. There was no mercy, only cold slaughter.

Seeing his subordinates continuously killed by such a tiny human, the Wolf Bandit leader's green eyes filled with Killing Intent. It leaped down from the boulder, its sharp claws aimed directly at Shen Hanyu as he slaughtered without restraint.

Sensing the Killing Intent behind him, Shen Hanyu hurriedly shifted aside. The Thousand Year Wolf Bandit that had just been in front of him had its skull ripped open by those claws. It let out a final cry before falling to the ground and losing all signs of life...

The Wolf Bandit leader was utterly unmoved. Its fierce attacks came at Shen Hanyu without pause, its offensive so violent that it seemed determined to fight to the death.

Shen Hanyu held the Cold Sky Spear before him and struggled to withstand the attacks, but the terrifying force still knocked him back nearly ten meters, leaving clear skid marks across the ground.

Before Shen Hanyu could catch his breath, the Wolf Bandit leader's next wave of attacks was ready. He could not spare attention for anything else, and the First Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up again. His attack and defense each increased by fifty percent, finally making things a little easier.

Finding an opening in the Wolf Bandit leader's assault, Shen Hanyu's eyes filled with intense killing intent as the Third Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up.

"Third Soul Skill! Shocking the Heavens!"

With Shen Hanyu's low shout, the Cold Sky Spear stabbed forward fiercely. A heavy aura spread from it before transforming into endless killing energy.

This was Shen Hanyu's strongest attack so far outside of his special state. Its Soul Ring came from a seven-thousand-seven-hundred-year-old Scarlet Scale Sea Beast King, a massive and violent Soul Beast that cultivated only attack while neglecting defense. Its entire race seemed to live by the creed that if they could not beat something to death, they would keep hitting it until they did.

The terrifying blow landed on the Wolf Bandit leader's crossed arms. Flesh flew and Fresh Blood poured out. When the aftershock of the strike passed, half of the leader's Left Arm had been completely cut away, while the remaining half of its right arm barely hung from its shoulder by strips of flesh. It was a miserable sight.

"Now!"

Shen Hanyu's eyes lit up. He immediately leaped high into the air as the fourth Black Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up. A vast, ocean-like aura enveloped both Shen Hanyu and the Cold Sky Spear. Blue light blossomed from the spear blade, gathering terrifying power before turning into a blue Flowing Light that blew the Wolf Bandit leader into chunks of flesh, completely extinguishing its life...

Seeing their leader slain, the remaining Wolf Bandits fled into the forest in disgrace under the lead of the sole surviving Thousand Year Wolf Bandit, disappearing without a trace...

Shen Hanyu fell from the sky and could not help dropping to one knee as he panted heavily. The expenditure had been far too great. Even though both the quality and quantity of his Soul Power far surpassed those of ordinary Soul Ancestors, he could not endure such consumption.

After casually wiping the blood from his face, Shen Hanyu was about to stand when a glimmer of light in the distance caught his attention.

"This is..."

Shen Hanyu hurried over and picked up the Wolf Bandit leader's only relatively intact leg. With a burst of Soul Power, he shattered the flesh covering it. A bluish-green Leg Bone radiating dense Killing Intent appeared in his hand. Shen Hanyu froze, then instinctively spoke the name of the Soul Bone.

"Bloodthirsty Berserk Hurricane Right Leg Bone!"

It was the same Soul Bone Tang San had obtained after killing the Wolf Bandit leader in the original story. Apart from being somewhat lower in age, it was almost identical in every other respect. It came from the same Soul Beast, and even the location was exactly the same.

Shen Hanyu chuckled and said:

"What a coincidence. I happened to forget to prepare a gift for my dear Sister, yet you delivered yourself right to me. That little girl should like it... after all, it was prepared by her dearest Older Brother..."

Shen Hanyu then dispersed some of the Bloody Smell from the Soul Bone and took an exquisite Pear Wood Box from his storage device. He placed the Soul Bone inside before putting it back into his Soul Tool.

When he turned around, the carriage was already nowhere to be seen. All that remained where it had been parked was a small cloth bag and a note pinned down by a small stone.

Shen Hanyu picked it up and saw the following written on it:

"Dear brother, I have an eighty-year-old mother above me, an eight-month-old child below me, and two eighteen-year-old Girls waiting outside. Big Brother has wronged you. In my next life, I'll work like an ox and horse to repay your great kindness. There's a small token of my appreciation in the bag. If you survive, please accept it. Big Brother is praying for you in his heart!"

Shen Hanyu laughed helplessly and did not take it to heart. A Coachman being able to leave him a note in such a situation was already quite admirable. He could not ask for more.

But when Shen Hanyu opened the cloth bag and saw several Bronze Soul Coins and two large rocks inside, an enraged roar nearly echoed through the entire forest.

"Dog Thief! Traitor! Scoundrel! You shameless bastard! Ah—"

From the distant woods came the sound of Big Brother Coachman humming an unknown little tune. Beneath the cover of night, it somehow carried an indescribable air...