Wild Survival

Beneath the vast, boundless sky, a huge White-headed Golden Eagle soared with its wings spread wide, surveying the broad land below. Its jade-green eyes suddenly gleamed. With a piercing cry, it plunged toward the ground like a bomber.

Two tiny specks on the wilderness rapidly grew larger. They were two people, who seemed to have noticed the enormous bird swooping down from above. The man asked the woman, "Do you want to take this one, or should I?"

"I'll do it." As she spoke, two gleaming throwing knives shot from her, vanished in an instant, and became streaks of lightning flying toward the bird. The White-headed Golden Eagle was now less than fifty meters away. It was about to reach out with its talons, assuming from past hunting experience that prey of this size was usually very weak.

But the White-headed Golden Eagle was wrong. As soon as it approached the two two-legged creatures, a powerful sense of danger surged through it. Its feathers stood on end. With a startled shriek, it spread its wings and tried to turn aside and fly away, but it was too late. Two beams of white light seemed to materialize from thin air, moving faster than it could think. Before the eagle could react, they pierced its head one after the other. It crashed into the ground with a boom, its enormous body and tremendous speed gouging a trench more than ten meters long and two or three meters deep.

The two nine-series throwing knives spiraled through the air and flew back into the knife pouch strapped to the thighs of the pretty young woman with black hair.

Ji Xuan's Spirit Reading Power had a limited range for controlling her throwing knives. Within fifty meters, they were at their most powerful and cost her little Spirit Reading Power. At a hundred meters, they could still just barely maintain their full power, but the greater distance consumed more of her Spirit Reading Power. Beyond that, their power fell rapidly.

As for their power, each throwing knife packed an attack equivalent to four hundred thousand kilograms of force. Ji Xuan could control six at once, and they could fly at more than ten times the speed of sound. If all six flew out to attack at the same time, they could slaughter a group of High-level War Gods. That was what made Spirit Readers so terrifying.

Moreover, Spirit Readers could use their mental power to control weapons in flight, making it difficult for ordinary War Gods to threaten one in the air. They could do little but take a beating. Unless they ran into an especially abnormal War God martial artist, Spirit Readers were practically invincible.

Chen Daolin glanced at the White-headed Golden Eagle's corpse on the ground and smiled. "There's no shortage of food here. We just need to find a water source."

The two stripped the important materials from the White-headed Golden Eagle and left.

It had been a fine High-level Beast General monster, but bad luck had cost it its life.

Before long, Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan reached the vast mountain range that stretched for hundreds of kilometers. Peak after peak rose and fell beneath dense forests, forming a wild and desolate landscape. The two avoided some monsters and carved a hidden cave halfway up a remote, steep cliff. They dug a passage more than ten meters long and over three meters in diameter, then blocked the entrance with rubble. That left them virtually safe from monster attacks. They even divided the cave into two rooms, giving Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan a place to rest each.

During the day, the two went out to hunt monsters in the mountains. At night, they returned to rest.

Six days passed like that.

In a broad, flat valley, howls rose and fell without end. Pack after pack of enormous gray, white, and black wolves gathered below, resting and playing. Wolves were social animals to begin with, and the wolf monsters gathered here were astonishingly numerous, numbering at least ten thousand. In a clearing in the center of the valley lay a black giant wolf, five or six meters tall and more than ten meters long, its body covered in dense black scales. It rested on the ground, constantly exhaling white mist. Its golden eyes were half closed, and from time to time, chilling golden light shone through the narrow gaps.

Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan watched through binoculars from a forest more than ten kilometers away. This was one of the largest monster groups they had found in the mountain range over the past few days. The unnamed range had two major monster groups: a wolf pack and a monkey troop. There were three High-level Lord Level monsters among them. One was the solitary Purple Lightning Python, another was the Great Strength Demon Ape that led the monkey troop, and the last was the leader of the wolf pack before them, the Black-scaled Demon Wolf.

Over the past few days, Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan had worked together to kill more than twenty Lord Level monsters: eighteen Elementary Lord Level monsters, five Intermediate Lord Level monsters, and one High-level Lord Level monster—the solitary Purple Lightning Python.

Killing more than twenty Lord Level monsters in just six days didn't mean they were easy to kill. Even the other High-level War God Spirit Reader in the Training Camp had only killed one Elementary Lord Level monster so far. The rest had either fled when they realized the situation was bad or escaped with the help of their many underlings. Killing even one depended on luck. Only someone like Chen Daolin, whose strength overwhelmingly surpassed theirs, working with a High-level War God Spirit Reader, could hunt so many so smoothly and achieve such an astonishing record.

Chen Daolin smiled. "A-Xuan, let's split up and approach from opposite directions. We'll block it in."

Usually, when a monster lord realized it was no match for Chen Daolin, it would run away from him. That would lead it straight to Ji Xuan, who would be waiting to finish it off.

Of course, more often than not, Chen Daolin simply killed it outright with a burst of attacks from his long spear.

Bang! The wolf monsters resting and playing in the valley suddenly heard a loud crash. A dark figure crossed a vast distance and shot toward them like a hunting falcon, landing on a white giant wolf and crushing it into a bloody mess. The long spear blurred, and the wolf monsters around him were torn apart, their flesh flying in all directions. A bloody storm swept through wherever he passed.

The one who had suddenly appeared was, of course, Chen Daolin himself. Holding his long spear in one hand, he rushed through the surrounding wolf monsters like the wind and reached the clearing in the center, where he faced the strongest monster in the entire wolf pack, the Black-scaled Demon Wolf.

The Black-scaled Demon Wolf had already risen when Chen Daolin appeared. It opened its cold, golden eyes and watched the human slaughtering the wolves below. White mist billowed from its mouth.

Whoosh!

The instant Chen Daolin's foot touched the edge of the clearing where the Black-scaled Demon Wolf stood, it moved. Its figure blurred and appeared in front of him in an instant. Only then did a violent sonic boom ring out. One paw flashed toward Chen Daolin. He blurred out of the way as a fierce gust of wind roared from the paw's strike. The ground caved in, forming a crater four or five meters deep and more than twenty meters across. Ordinary soil was simply too fragile before a monster like this.

"Come on, take a spear thrust!" Chen Daolin laughed. He stamped hard against the ground and leaped into the air, driving his long spear forward like lightning toward the Black-scaled Demon Wolf's enormous head.

Even without activating the King Kai Fist, just using the force amplification of the second level of the World Destroyer spear technique, Chen Daolin's attack reached a terrifying five hundred thousand kilograms of force, rivaling the peak of a High-level War God.

The Black-scaled Demon Wolf abruptly dodged Chen Daolin's attack, a hint of mockery in its eyes. It swung both paws toward Chen Daolin, who was helpless in midair with nowhere to push off. Even a High-level War God would be seriously injured, if not killed, by a strike like that.

But Chen Daolin acted as if he didn't care and kept thrusting his spear at the Black-scaled Demon Wolf.

With a squelch, Chen Daolin's long spear drove into the Black-scaled Demon Wolf's left paw, penetrating halfway through and nearly piercing it all the way. The wolf's other paw struck at Chen Daolin with a fierce gust of wind, but the spear's shaft blocked it, leaving him unharmed. The Black-scaled Demon Wolf was in trouble, though: it had underestimated how sturdy Chen Daolin's weapon was, and now it was committed.

Chen Daolin swiftly pulled his bloodstained spear from the wolf's paw. He kicked off the two paws that were about to close around him, knocking one aside, then pushed off the other and launched himself toward the Black-scaled Demon Wolf's head.

The Black-scaled Demon Wolf was shocked. A fierce glint flashed in its eyes as it opened its mouth and lunged at Chen Daolin.

Chen Daolin swept his spear across and, with a bang, knocked the Black-scaled Demon Wolf's head to one side. The immense force also sent him crashing to the ground. He immediately darted aside as a gigantic paw slammed down where he had been, sending shattered stones flying.

"Awoo!" Countless wolf monsters around them roared and charged, but either Chen Daolin swept them away in a bloody blur or they were caught in the Black-scaled Demon Wolf's attacks and crushed into pulp. Wolf howls rang out without pause. Corpses littered the center of the valley, and blood flowed like a river.

The Black-scaled Demon Wolf grew more alarmed as the fight went on, while Chen Daolin fought with ever greater courage. A trace of fear appeared in the wolf's golden eyes. It howled, and the entire pack scattered in a panic. The Black-scaled Demon Wolf itself turned into a streak of black light and fled toward the valley's exit. Only then did a sonic boom ring out behind it.

"Running? Dream on!" Chen Daolin shouted. He activated the fivefold King Kai Fist, and his aura changed instantly. The ground exploded beneath him with a boom, dust spraying in every direction as a gray streak shot after the Black-scaled Demon Wolf. The wolf raced ahead without looking back, only to find the human behind it drawing closer and closer. As it grew furious and alarmed, several white streaks suddenly shot out from a nearby pile of rocks, aimed at its head. The Black-scaled Demon Wolf jerked its head aside, dodging two knives. Two others struck its face, where the hard skull stopped them, while the last two went straight through its eyes. The Black-scaled Demon Wolf charged another two hundred meters before tumbling to the ground.

Boom! A gray streak appeared beside the Black-scaled Demon Wolf's corpse. It was Chen Daolin. His body gave off wisps of white smoke from the friction of his high-speed movement, and a faint burnt smell hung in the air. His hair stood straight back, making him look a little comical.

Chen Daolin rubbed his face, then touched his hair. Although he hadn't lost a single hair, he still figured he couldn't look very presentable right now.

In the fierce fight with the High-level Lord Level Black-scaled Demon Wolf, he hadn't even used his Black God Set or the King Kai Fist, yet he had already beaten it into a panicked retreat.

Chen Daolin's strength now far surpassed that of a High-level War God. He just didn't know whether he could hold his own against someone Beyond War God.