Returning from Hunting Demons

"Bang!"

The demon wolf slammed into a large tree, letting out a pained howl.

"Awoo!"

The demon wolf's eyes burned red. It quickly steadied itself and charged at Li Xuancang with a roar.

"Five-Man Leader, watch out."

Zhou Xing and the others' hearts raced as they broke into a cold sweat for Li Xuancang.

The enraged demon wolf raised its bone spines and pounced at Li Xuancang again.

It opened its jaws wide, its fangs tearing down with vicious malice.

Li Xuancang moved with agility, easily evading every attack.

The spearhead rose and fell, each strike ruthless, aimed straight at the demon wolf's eyes, wounds, and soft underbelly.

He was transforming every day—not just in strength, but in every aspect. His speed now surpassed even the demon wolf's.

"Pfft!"

The spearhead pierced through, and the shaft came crashing down.

After a brief fierce battle, the demon wolf was covered in wounds. Its blood and qi poured out wildly, its ferocity plummeting, no longer as savage as before.

However, demonic beasts possessed abundant vitality. Even after suffering so many injuries, it was not greatly affected.

"Bang!"

Li Xuancang revealed an opening. The demon wolf seized the chance and slammed a heavy claw into his chest, sending him flying five or six meters away.

"Pfft!"

Li Xuancang hit the ground hard and sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

He lowered his head to look at the claw marks across his chest. Flesh and blood were mangled, blood flowing continuously, and a wave of searing pain surged through him.

Fortunately, his body had grown much stronger during this period. Though the wound looked horrifying, it had not injured his bones. He could still fight.

"Five-Man Leader!"

Li Xuancang had been sent flying, and the battle had taken a sharp turn for the worse. Zhou Xing and the others went pale with shock.

"Kill!"

Seeing the demon wolf trying to press its advantage, Zhou Xing and the five others roared in fury and charged at it together.

They knew very well that once Li Xuancang fell, every one of them would die here.

Even for their own sake, they could not retreat. They had to fight for their lives.

"Awoo!"

The five rushed in quickly, preventing the demon wolf from delivering a fatal blow to Li Xuancang. This completely enraged it, and it turned to charge at them.

Li Xuancang finally gained a chance to catch his breath. He quickly rose and rejoined the battle.

Without him holding the demon wolf back, the five would soon be slaughtered.

"Bang!"

"Clang!"

"Pfft!"

"..."

Six men and one wolf launched into a life-and-death battle.

Li Xuancang's wounds were repeatedly aggravated, gradually worsening until he began to struggle.

Zhou Xing and the other five had suffered many injuries as well, some of their wounds still bleeding nonstop.

That was only because Li Xuancang was doing everything he could to restrain the demon wolf. Otherwise, the five would never have held on until now.

"Awoo!"

The demon wolf let out a howl.

After fighting for so long, it was not faring well either. Its body was covered in wounds, and both its speed and strength had declined greatly.

"It can't hold on much longer. Everyone, keep it up."

Seeing the demon wolf's exhaustion, everyone was overjoyed. The fear in their eyes had vanished, replaced by naked greed.

If they could kill a Demon, it would absolutely count as a great achievement and earn them generous rewards.

Zhou Xing and the other five continued their fierce assault while Li Xuancang held back some of his strength, searching for an opening in the demon wolf's defenses.

After battling on for a while longer, Li Xuancang seized his chance.

"Boom!"

The long spear gathered force and thrust violently forward. He shot ahead, piercing precisely through the demon wolf's brow.

"Pfft!"

The spear stabbed into the demon wolf's forehead, dealing it a fatal blow.

"Awoo!"

The demon wolf struggled madly. Li Xuancang clung to the spear, but it flung him wildly through the air, worsening his injuries.

"Strike now!"

The others saw this and knew heaven had handed them the perfect opportunity. They swarmed forward and attacked the demon wolf madly.

"Bang!"

After struggling for a moment, the massive demonic body twitched violently several times before crashing to the ground, its life extinguished.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

Everyone was utterly exhausted, their bodies soaked in sweat and blood. They collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air.

After recovering a little strength, Li Xuancang ignored his injuries and ordered, "The smell of blood will draw other Demons here. We need to leave quickly."

At his words, everyone hurriedly got up. Dragging their weary bodies, they carried the demon wolf's corpse away at top speed.

The setting sun was blood-red, and the cold wind howled, making the camp banners snap and flutter.

Several heavy-footed figures slowly approached the camp.

The man at the front wore iron armor stained with blood. Several tears had been ripped through his clothes and armor, exposing red raw flesh beneath, while dust and dried bloodstains covered his body.

Behind him, the five soldiers under his command were each in a wretched state.

Their clothes were tattered, their steps unsteady. Some had cloth wrapped around their arms, while others bore wounds on their foreheads. Every face was pale, every breath heavy—they were clearly at the end of their strength.

The sentries guarding the gate spotted them, and their pupils shrank sharply. They nearly lost their grip on their spears, mouths falling open in utter disbelief.

No one paid attention to the group's injuries or exhaustion. Every gaze was fixed firmly on the enormous dark shape carried over their shoulders.

"Th-that... what is that?"

"A Black-Ridge Demon Wolf. That's the demon wolf that often attacks the army in Rocky Ravine."

"This patrol squad actually hunted an adult demon wolf? How is that possible?"

"..."

Cries of shock rang out one after another, quickly alerting the others.

The soldiers walking about, the servants doing laundry, and the wounded soldiers resting all turned to look.

They rushed to the battlement openings and both sides of the camp gate, staring unblinkingly at the six approaching figures.

The Black-Ridge Demon Wolf was infamous far and wide. Its hide was thick, its flesh tough, and its ferocity monstrous.

In the past, to surround and kill one required at least a squad led by a Ten-Man Leader, with more than a dozen elite soldiers joining forces—and even then, they had to pay the price in deaths and injuries for a chance to kill it.

This squad before them had only six people in total: five ordinary veteran soldiers, while their leader was a newly promoted Five-Man Leader who had only just climbed up from a laboring soldier through exceptional promotion.

Yet these six people had carried back the corpse of an adult demon wolf. Everyone was shocked beyond measure.

"Make way!"

Everyone hurriedly moved aside, allowing Li Xuancang and the others to pass through smoothly.

Feeling the shocked and envious gazes of the others, Zhou Xing and his companions unconsciously straightened their backs. The exhaustion in their bodies vanished at once, and they thoroughly enjoyed being the center of attention.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the group headed for the quartermaster's office to hand over the demon wolf's corpse and register their achievement.

The news spread like wildfire. In only a short while, the entire camp learned that a patrol squad had killed a Black-Ridge Demon Wolf, causing quite a stir.