Saw Great-Grandma

"The source?" Xie Yue frowned.

"Wolf Bandit packs don't go berserk for no reason."

Hu Liena stood up. "If I'm not mistaken, there must be something inside the nest controlling them. Find that thing and destroy it, and the berserk state of these Wolf Bandit will be lifted."

"You're going alone?"

Xie Yue's brow furrowed deeper, his tone heavy with obvious disapproval.

"Do you think there's any other choice?"

Hu Liena countered, her gaze meeting his with calm composure.

"Bishop Riels is being held back by the leader, you two need to shoulder the pressure on the flanks, and the rest are either dead or wounded; no one else can go with me. Besides," she paused, a curve forming at the corner of her mouth, "don't forget, I am a Control-system Spirit Master. I may not be as good as you in a head-on fight, but for slipping into a nest during this kind of chaos, no one is more suitable than me."

Xie Yue fell silent.

He knew his sister was right; in terms of stealth and self-preservation, Hu Liena was indeed the strongest of the three.

Moreover, Pope Bibi Dong had likely left some contingency measures on her.

But even so, as her brother, he did not want to see her put herself in danger.

"One stick of incense."

Xie Yue finally spoke, his voice cold and hard. "If you haven't come out within one stick of incense, I will slaughter my way in."

"Deal." Hu Liena didn't say another word. Her figure flickered, vanishing into a blur of afterimages among the jagged rocks, with only her fluffy fox tail tracing a graceful arc through the air.

Xie Yue took a deep breath, his two Moon Blades spinning in his palms, the firelight of the battlefield reflected on their edges.

He glanced at Yan, who had already pushed his Flame Lord spirit to the limit, his entire body shrouded in a layer of crimson flames, his third spirit skill ready to strike.

"Bi-bi?" Xie Yue suddenly spoke.

"What?" Yan was startled.

"Let's see who kills more."

As soon as Xie Yue finished, he transformed into a silver streak of light, cutting into the battlefield. His two Moon Blades crossed, a cross-shaped cold light precisely cleaving into the spine of a Spirit King Wolf Bandit, forcing the beast back three steps from Riels.

Yan grinned, charging into the fray right behind him. His lava-encased fists smashed heavily into the skull of another Spirit King Wolf Bandit, the stench of scorched fur and flesh instantly filling the air.

"Come on, you beasts! Let your Grandpa Yan teach you what pain is!"

His roar exploded across the battlefield, carrying the arrogance and hot-bloodedness unique to a youth.

And just as the two successfully drew the attention of the flanks, Hu Liena's figure had already silently slipped into the darkness at the deepest part of the valley.

Above, where Jiang Lin and his companion were located.

"Elder Chen, is there any powerful Spirit Master hiding nearby?"

"There is."

Jiang Lin wasn't surprised; in fact, he would have been shocked if there weren't.

"What rank?"

"Three Spirit Douluo."

"Spirit Douluo? No Title Douluo?"

Elder Chen shook his head. "Although this old man is only rank 92, my spirit grants me excellent spiritual power. Even a rank 95 powerhouse would struggle to hide from my third eye."

It seemed Bibi Dong had not yet brought the Elder Hall to heel; the only Title Douluo under her command were likely just Ju and Gui.

Bibi Dong herself probably needed Ju and Gui, which was why she only sent three Spirit Douluo.

"Hm? Two of the Spirit Douluo are following that little girl into the depths."

Hearing this, Jiang Lin raised an eyebrow. He had reason to suspect that all three Spirit Douluo were sent by Bibi Dong to protect Hu Liena.

Yan and Xie Yue were likely just an afterthought.

"Elder Chen, go down there and put on a show for a moment. Draw the attention of those three Spirit Douluo; I need to go into the cave to find something."

"Is it dangerous?"

"Don't worry, I have my own ways to survive."

The nest of the Wolf Bandit was inside a massive cave.

The moment Hu Liena reached the entrance, a foul, pungent odor naturally wafted into her nose.

She frowned, her delicate brows knitting together, but she still carefully made her way into the cavern.

The two Spirit Douluo protecting her from the shadows saw this, exchanged a glance, and prepared to follow her inside.

But just then, a calm transmission of spirit power reached their ears.

"The three of you, since you have arrived, why not join this old man in eliminating these beasts?"

The two men's eyes snapped open, instinctively searching for the owner of the voice.

The other Soul Douluo guarding near Yan and Xie Yue also instinctively tensed his body.

While surprised, the three of them could not help but feel puzzled.

Soul power transmission has a distance limit, and yet, within this range, neither of them had detected the other party. To what level had the stranger's strength reached?

Before the two could figure it out, that voice suddenly rose in volume.

"Wretched creatures, you still dare to be insolent!"

Instinctively, the three Soul Douluos looked simultaneously toward the direction of Riels, the Soul Saint.

Not long ago, Riels's Avatar of the Martial Soul had been teetering on the brink of collapse under the siege.

Yan and Xie Yue were, after all, only Soul Elders; even joining forces, they could only hold back one Wolf Bandit with strength comparable to a Soul King.

The remaining three Wolf Bandits, also at the level of Soul Kings, were besieging Riels alongside their leader.

Riels was now covered in blood, his soul power almost completely exhausted.

He panted heavily, his eyes locked firmly on the Wolf Bandit leader he had just swatted away, who was already preparing to return.

"Huff... huff... hiss!"

At this moment, the already exhausted Riels suddenly felt a sharp pain in his backside. Turning his head, he saw a Soul King-level Wolf Bandit biting down hard on his rear.

Judging by the technique and the location, he had reason to suspect that the beast had originally intended to go for his vitals, but due to his current state of Martial Soul Avatar, the attack hadn't landed where it was supposed to.

Instantly, Riels was consumed by rage.

As a dignified Cardinal of the Martial Soul Hall, even if he were to die, he would never die in such a humiliating manner.

Riels turned vicious, deciding to tear this sneak attacker to shreds first.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Sky-Ripping Claw!"

As all of Riels's remaining soul power surged into his sixth soul ring, an earthy-yellow glow made his two bear claws shine brilliantly.

Simultaneously, under the enhancement of the soul skill, the bear claws became even sharper and heavier.

Riels stepped on the leg of the Wolf Bandit that wouldn't let go, flipping his body to slam it onto the ground.

But the price was heavy.

A chunk of Riels's backside was missing, and blood flowed incessantly.

However, he could no longer care about such things.

With one swipe, he instantly tore the Wolf Bandit, which hadn't even stood up yet, into four pieces.

Before he could catch his breath, a foul stench, accompanied by a wave of bloody wind, reached his nose.

His peripheral vision caught the Wolf Bandit leader he had previously swatted away, now seizing this opportunity to lunge at his head.

It's over!

This was the only thought in Riels's mind.

In a trance, he seemed to see the figure of his great-grandmother cooking noodles for him when he was young.

Commonly known as: seeing his great-grandmother.