Shadow of the Fierce God!

It seems I'll need to visit my mother at Great Snow Mountain later to have some fun, and also to emphasize the necessity of 'thoroughly eradicating evil' to her.

Amidst the flickering firelight in the forest.

Wu Wang stood with his hands behind his back, now on the ground behind Ling Xiaolan, who was lying prone. He observed the two great battles that had erupted in the forest in detail.

In Wu Wang's understanding, the nine wildernesses of the Great Wilderness, excluding Zhongshan and the Human Domain, were generally in balance.

His mother, Cang Xue, bore the responsibility of guarding the Northern Plains and was its strongest cultivator. Remotely eliminating a cultivator in the Ascension realm from the Human Domain would absolutely not be a problem for her.

Otherwise, the Northern Plains would have long been invaded by the Great Clans of the Eastern and Western Plains.

But the lightning that descended so rapidly earlier had only managed to make Granny Yin vomit blood, destroy her foundation for becoming an Immortal, heavily damage her Nascent Soul, lop off a small portion of her Nascent Soul, and seal the precious treasures she carried. It had forcibly caused her combat power to plummet, leaving her suppressed by Ji Mo, who had unleashed all his treasures.

Mother, couldn't you have just killed her directly?

Wu Wang sighed inwardly and looked down at Ling Xiaolan. He aimed his left hand at the wound on her back, channeling Star Power to slowly heal her.

This way, he could maintain the fullness of his own 'spirit' and remain in the optimal state for... spectating.

Look to the left!

Roars shook the heavens, and beastly shadows flickered like ghosts!

General Xiong San's imposing physique stood as steady as a mountain. The blood energy radiating from his body was like crimson flames, and his bulging muscles resembled the armor of a god of war.

He appeared motionless, yet he was poised for action.

A black shadow, over twenty feet tall, moved rapidly around him. One could vaguely discern its ugly toad-like head.

Its sharp claws left trails of claw marks, as if capable of tearing apart the very heavens!

General Xiong San's short axe was coated in a layer of blood-red flame. Every time the claw marks approached, he could make a judgment in advance; he would either swing an axe or shift his footing. Though it seemed like passive defense, he was subtly blocking the Fierce Beast's path towards the pool.

This Fierce Beast indeed had something unusual about it.

Wu Wang's suspicions were confirmed one by one, his expression remaining calm.

Of all the fierce battles tonight, he was most interested in this Fierce Beast. — A genuine interest, born of pure curiosity.

When he heard the details of this Fierce Beast from Ji Mo, Wu Wang had been somewhat suspicious:

Let alone the Northern Plains, in the entire Great Wilderness, apart from the extremely ferocious beasts that had reached the level of innate gods, most Fierce Beasts followed the 'I've become stronger, and I've gotten arrogant' principle.

A humanoid ten-thousand-year-old Fierce Beast, twenty to thirty feet tall?

If it possessed the strength of a ten-thousand-year-old Fierce Beast but maintained such a small stature, its destructive power would undoubtedly be a disaster for the various clans of the Northern Plains.

Watching the Fierce Beast's battle with General Xiong San now, Wu Wang quickly felt at ease, but other doubts arose.

First, the Fierce Beast's strength wasn't terrifying. It could barely be considered the level of a five or six-thousand-year-old Fierce Beast. Although its speed was fast, its attack methods were singular. General Xiong San could completely handle it.

However, this Fierce Beast was a nemesis to Spirit Cultivation cultivators. It was reasonable that the group from the Human Domain, ambushed by it, couldn't resist.

Second, this Fierce Beast did not possess the 'aura' of ordinary Fierce Beasts. This was also the main reason why it could rampage through the Blood Soil Forest without causing the ten-thousand-year-old Fierce Beasts in the area to stir.

Its aura was quite complex, even carrying a hint of human scent...

This point was actually more worthy of attention.

Suddenly, with a flash of blood-red light, a stream of blood shot from General Xiong San's right shoulder.

The General roared, and his two short axes flew from his hands, smashing into the ground. He swung his right arm back, grabbing at the air in front of him. His large hand clenched, and he bizarrely grasped a scaled ankle!

"Ah—"

Flames surged in General Xiong San's eyes, and his powerful body bulged again. His upper body armor was directly ripped apart. He tightly gripped the Fierce Beast's ankle with his left hand and violently slammed it down!

It appeared!

The Northern Plains divine skill Wu Wang spoke of—ripping off armor and boosting combat power!

The ground directly collapsed, and a large number of trees were knocked askew. A long, lizard-like Fierce Beast revealed its true form!

With its body caught, it struggled with all its might.

But as its claws dug into the ground, the strong man behind it roared repeatedly, swinging both hands in a wide arc and yanking it up before smashing it to the other side!

If this Fierce Beast could speak human language, it would probably be spewing profanities right now, asking who the real Fierce Beast was.

Instantly, the earth shook and the mountains trembled!

General Xiong San swung the Fierce Beast around, smashing it everywhere, and the ground continuously emitted low, booming sounds.

Wu Wang silently gave a thumbs-up and turned his gaze to another part of the forest.

The magical combat over there looked much more 'elegant.' Two figures flew up and down, left and right, exchanging palm shadows, fist shadows, sword energy, and foot energy. They threw controllable magical treasures and formed hand seals of immense power...

The myriad of techniques dazzled the eyes.

The area affected by their magical combat was even broader. Any stray beam of light would ignite a raging fire; a majestic sword energy shot into the distance could shave off half the edge of a rocky mountain.

Look at Brother Ji!

His green sword turned in his palm, slicing through the sky like a rainbow. His body moved like the wind, drawing upon the Dao to fight the heavens.

Such a figure, with long robes fluttering, soaring and battling, truly embodied Wu Wang's beautiful aspirations for cultivators, except...

Roar!

Goo goo goo~

Three Fierce Beasts have already been awakened by the two of you. That old woman is covered in blood and severely injured. Can you finish this quickly and push him down!

Never mind, I'm just an onlooker after all, I can't righteously condemn them.

Wu Wang continued to gather Starlight, healing the injuries of a certain fairy lying on the ground.

"Heh, hehe, hahahaha!"

Laughter suddenly came from ahead, starting low and gradually becoming unrestrained.

The 'Wang Lin' that Granny Yin had thrown into the forest slowly sat up. The terrifying wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fragments of the Golden Core floating in his lower abdomen dissolved into powder on their own.

Wu Wang remained quite calm, and actively stepped back another half a step behind the fairy lying on the ground.

The 'Wang Lin's' chilling voice came:

"I never expected that after forty-two years of painstaking forbearance, I would fail in this remote place in the Northern Plains.

Young Master Xiong, we meet for the first time, and there's something I don't quite understand.

How did you discern that my soul was abnormal?"

Actually, the Crystal Ball had already detected the problem outside the Royal Court. Human soul projections are all white at the base. Bad people are at most white mixed with black, but you were black mixed with white!

Chocolate-flavored poop and chocolate-flavored chocolate, are they the same? The essence is different.

Of course, one shouldn't speak so crudely.

Wu Wang said calmly, "Naturally, it was the guidance bestowed by the Star God."

"The Star God? She really does like to meddle."

Wang Lin had already stood up, his face slightly elongated by the black scales on his cheeks, and two ferocious black horns curved to the sides appeared on his forehead. His body floated in the air, and strands of black and red energy coiled around his feet.

General Xiong San and Ji Mo, who were fighting on either side, simultaneously noticed this development.

But the former was currently entangled with that strange Fierce Beast and could not disengage for the moment; the latter had already gone to fight in the high sky, and the magical artifact he threw towards this place was desperately blocked by Granny Yin.

Wang Lin looked up at Wu Wang. The moonlight fell on his gloomy face, and he was… actually a little handsome.

This strange creature, neither human nor beast, sneered, "I have no intention of provoking your Northern Plains Clans. Return Ling Xiaolan to me, and I can spare your life."

Wu Wang carefully savored the meaning in these words and suddenly had a realization: "You, do you really like Fairy Ling?"

"Shut up! What do you know!"

Wang Lin's face was full of ferocity. "Don't think I can't do anything to you just because this is the Northern Plains! I just don't want to cause unnecessary trouble! Give her back to me!"

"It seems my previous speculation was somewhat incorrect. Your motives involve both emotional and physiological needs."

"You shut up!"

Wang Lin suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Wu Wang. That arm was already covered in fine black scales, and it looked so sinister and terrifying.

Wu Wang's smile gradually faded, and his expression turned cold.

"What I'm more curious about now is, what exactly are you and that Fierce Beast over there?"

"What? Very good, I am now forced to kill you, otherwise my Dao heart will be flawed, and it will be difficult to prove the path to Immortality!"

Wang Lin's body trembled slightly, his eyes slowly turned scarlet, and a porcelain bottle flew out from the storage pouch hanging at his waist. The bottle shattered in the air, and within it was a drop of bright red blood, which flew rapidly towards Wang Lin's open mouth...

Crack!

A bolt of lightning suddenly descended. The lightning wasn't powerful, but it accurately struck the blood drop. The blood drop was also quite peculiar, as it was directly knocked away, remaining condensed and not scattering.

Looking at Wu Wang again, he was now holding his right hand flat, forming a 'gun' gesture with his index finger and thumb. Tiny bolts of lightning materialized out of thin air from his fingertips and continuously struck the blood drop, causing it to fly around erratically.

Wu Wang: Would it kill him to just hold the porcelain bottle to his mouth with his hand?

If he didn't seize this opportunity, he would be letting down the instructors who taught him how to smoke, get a perm, and use a water dispenser to cook hot pot in his previous life!

Wang Lin was stunned.

He let out a low roar and was about to pounce on the blood drop when Wu Wang suddenly spoke with a light shout:

"Mother!"

Wang Lin, who had just witnessed Granny Yin's tragic state in secret, immediately crossed his hands and raised them above his head. His body reacted, and he moved sideways several dozen feet!

But no Starlight gathered in the air at all.

Wu Wang leisurely said, "She is well," and Wang Lin's vision went black, almost making him faint from anger.

With Wang Lin's delay, the drop of blood was struck to the ground by a series of small lightning bolts;

The blood drop immediately dissolved, turning into wisps of blood-red energy. These energies intertwined, forming the phantom of a Fierce Beast in the forest!

It had the shape of a bull and a tiger, with two pairs of crossed horns on its forehead. Its fur was like sharp blades, and its wings condensed from black smoke carried a strong sense of ominousness.

Even as a phantom, the power contained in just one drop of blood now exuded an incredibly intense pressure!

Within a radius of a hundred miles, the ancient Fierce Beasts that had been awakened all fell silent, not making a sound.

And when the phantom of the Fierce Beast before Wu Wang let out a silent roar, a visible shockwave rippled outwards. Those ancient Fierce Beasts turned and fled without the slightest hesitation!

At this moment, Wu Wang's expression was solemn, a faint glint in his eyes, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He had seen its trace on more than one parchment scroll and heard its legends!

The Fierce God, Qiong Qi!

Wang Lin roared, "You actually destroyed the vital blood my father bestowed upon me! Bear!"

"Seal!"

Wu Wang shouted, and the crystal ball that appeared in his hand shattered, unleashing boundless starlight that instantly silenced Wang Lin's roar.

Wu Wang took half a step forward, sweeping his right hand back. Ling Xiaolan was enveloped in starlight, forming a sphere, and drifted towards the other side of the pool.

A dense Star Power surged around Wu Wang, with crystal balls floating by his sides.

[Self-Created Fixed Spellcasting - Star Thunder Technique].

Borrowing from the Human Domain's Path of Talismans, he infused Star Power into the carrier crystal balls, applying various seals. After exploding over six hundred balls, he successfully mastered the simple technique of fixing Star Invocation Technique within crystal balls.

The advantage of this method was that it didn't consume too much divine energy to cast the same number of Star Invocation Techniques as there were crystal balls simultaneously.

Disadvantage: Expensive.

Wu Wang pointed his finger forward, and sixteen crystal balls shot out. With his cry of "Praise the Star God," sixteen Star Invocation Techniques within them were instantly activated!

Star Invocation Technique: Star Flame, Star Invocation Technique: Flowing Shadow Flash, Star Invocation Technique: Myriad Ice Arrows, Star Invocation Technique: Great Ice Marsh, Star Invocation Technique: Six Star Dance, Star Invocation Technique: Hundred Mile Ice Swirl...

In an instant, the forest became brilliantly illuminated, as if the heavens and earth were turned into daylight.

Wang Lin's figure roared amidst the starlight, the fine scales on his body rapidly shattering, and blood spurted from his body.

When the starlight began to fade, Wang Lin lay within ice crystals, his limbs gone, his flesh and blood mangled.

But...

A low chanting suddenly echoed from the sky. Wang Lin's wide-open eyes still held a divine light, reflecting the figure quietly suspended in the air.

Wu Wang had appeared in the sky at some unknown time, with wings of starlight formed behind him, treading on snowflake-like hexagrams. His left hand was held vertically in front of him, thumbs gently pressed together, while his right palm faced Wang Lin's mangled remains, his expression devoid of emotion.

"In the name of the Star God, cleanse all sin from the world."

Star Invocation Forbidden Technique: Star Purification.

Hummm—

It was as if the night sky was trembling. A beam of light descended from the depths of the starry sky, over ten zhang in diameter, instantly engulfing Wang Lin's remains.

In the distance, Ji Mo, carrying Granny Yin's corpse, opened his mouth, stunned. He tried hard to see if the figure in the sky was truly the clan's young master who looked harmless.

"Brother Xiong, you, you are so mighty!"

Beside the pool, Ling Xiaolan had somehow managed to sit up, enduring the severe pain in her back. She looked up at the figure slowly descending from the sky.

Was he the one who saved me?

Ling Xiaolan pursed her lips slightly. Although she knew she should be grateful, she couldn't help but tremble all over, checking if there were any marks of someone else having touched her.

Soon, her face turned pale. Looking at the faint marks left on her wrist by Granny Yin's grip, her lips beneath the veil tightened.

She was no longer clean...

"Young Master! Hahaha! Beautiful!"

A few loud laughs came from the forest nearby. A dark shadow flew from afar and smashed at the edge of the pool, landing not far from Ling Xiaolan and splashing pools of bloody water. Ling Xiaolan, severely injured and just regaining consciousness, could barely move...

Veil... forehead... neck...

What landed in front of her was a huge toad's head, now severed by a sharp blade, covered in wounds.

General Xiong San swaggered out, carrying two axes. He laughed heartily, his imposing physique radiating a strong aura of blood qi, completely unconcerned about the injuries he had sustained.

Why was he able to be assigned to guard the Young Master year-round?

He was, after all, the mightiest warrior under the leader of the Bear Hug Tribe!

"You!"

Ling Xiaolan's lips trembled. She looked down at the toad's head in front of her again, rolled her eyes, and leaned back, fainting directly.

She was defiled