Her Goddess Had Never Responded to Her

Chu Zisheng lay in the tree hollow, watching Long Ling's resolute back as she charged headlong into that silver tide of wolves. His eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, revealing a subtle look.

"Is this...!?"

Long Ling was not that stupid. She was not going to her death.

What she wanted was to lure the wolf pack away—the farther, the better.

So, while the wolves were wildly shaking their heads to ease their dizziness, she flipped and leaped several times, stepping on six or seven wolf heads as she darted past.

Taking advantage of that opening, she continuously drew and fired the Azure Hunt Golden Bow in her hand.

Streams of golden arrows whistled through the air, shooting toward the eyes of several Two-Headed Demon Wolves.

But they tilted their heads and took the arrows head-on with their bodies.

When the arrows struck, they immediately rang out with sharp clanging sounds, as if they had hit iron and stone.

These demon wolves had needle-like fur, bronze heads, and iron bones. Their defenses were difficult to breach.

But affecting them for even an instant was enough!

Long Ling had never expected to kill these Thousand-Year Soul Beasts so easily. She only wanted to draw their attention.

With a flicker of her body, she had already leaped behind the wolf pack.

"Little wolves, big sister's over here~! Come chase me!"

She made a face, then immediately turned and sprinted madly in that direction.

She was about to escape again as if she were toying with them.

More than a dozen vicious-eyed Two-Headed Demon Wolves instantly bristled with rage, baring their fangs and snarling as their savage nature showed in full.

Just then.

The leading Seven-Thousand-Year Two-Headed Demon Wolf, whose entire body was blood-red and glowed crimson, had clearly been enraged by Long Ling as well.

A vicious glint flashed through its wolf eyes. Then, facing Long Ling, it crouched low as though gathering strength. Between its two wolf heads, the phantom of a third wolf head suddenly rose!

"Awooo—!!!"

The moment that phantom wolf head appeared, it unleashed a howl that shook heaven and earth.

An invisible shockwave surged in the direction of the howl, hurtling toward Long Ling at an utterly unimaginable speed.

Almost in an instant.

"Oh no!!!"

Long Ling's expression changed drastically.

She was in midair when she suddenly heard the wolf howl. Her head felt as though it were splitting apart, as if her entire skull were about to explode. Worst of all, the soul power throughout her body was instantly disrupted.

Her entire body fell helplessly from the air.

With a thud.

She crashed heavily onto the ground and could not get back up for a long while.

"Ten... ten thousand years..."

Long Ling stared in horror and pain at the crimson Two-Headed Demon Wolf as it slowly approached her with the bearing of a king.

She wanted to get up, but her whole body was limp, and her brain hurt as though it were about to split open. She could not muster even the slightest bit of strength.

The innate talent skill of a Ten-Thousand-Year Three-Headed Demon Wolf—a spiritual attack!

In an instant, it could strike the sea of consciousness, making its enemies' minds tremble and their thoughts fall into chaos, robbing them of their fighting strength.

But this was only a Seven-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. It should not have been able to use such a skill.

That attack just now had been a talent skill forcibly activated because Long Ling had completely enraged it.

Thus, as the phantom of the third wolf head slowly faded, the crimson glow around its body also dimmed.

The price it paid was severe. It would never use this unless absolutely necessary.

However.

As long as it could bring down this damned mosquito, it would all be worth it.

A humanlike glint of mockery appeared in the crimson Two-Headed Demon Wolf's eyes.

Step by step, it slowly approached Long Ling, beginning to toy with its prey.

It seemed to be sneering: Run, then. Why aren't you running anymore?

Long Ling sat on the ground with an ugly expression, gritting her teeth as she shakily raised the Azure Hunt Golden Bow.

But forget shooting an arrow—she no longer even had the strength to draw the bow...

There was no way out.

There really was no way out.

A trace of resignation to death even appeared in her eyes.

If nothing unexpected happened, she was truly going to die here today.

Seeing this.

Chu Zisheng remained expressionless, but one of his fingers had already lifted.

To Long Ling, this pack of terrifying Thousand-Year Soul Beast wolves was nothing more than something he could wipe out with a turn of his hand.

Forget a Seven-Thousand-Year Two-Headed Demon Wolf—even a Ten-Thousand-Year Three-Headed Demon Wolf would turn to ash with a flick of his finger.

He was about to make his move.

But just then.

It seemed that the wolf howl had disturbed something.

From deep within the dense forest came a terrifying roar.

"Giao—!!"

"Roar!!!"

Immediately afterward came another furious roar.

The two roars rang out one after another without warning. The commotion was so immense that the ground shook violently. Countless birds and Soul Beasts flapped away in terror, while swathes of trees toppled over.

Chu Zisheng's hand stopped in midair.

He recognized them.

Two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were venting their displeasure, warning them to leave at once.

The dozen or so Two-Headed Demon Wolves had been about to pounce on Long Ling with bloodshot eyes, but the disturbance froze them in place. Their ears stood upright, and their faces filled with alarm and uncertainty.

The leading crimson wolf king growled. After hesitating for half a breath, it still refused to let things end like this. It sped up, intending to bite Long Ling to death first.

But right then!

"Hmph!"

A very soft snort.

A terrifying force suddenly descended from nowhere!

"Bang!!!"

One crimson wolf head exploded without any warning!

"Awoooow..."

The remaining wolf head let out a shriek warped by terror. It no longer dared to remain for even another second, hurriedly tucking its tail and leading the pack away.

In the blink of an eye, they had fled completely.

Long Ling sat on the ground with her golden bow still raised and her hand still on the bowstring. She was completely dumbfounded.

She opened her mouth, unable to recover her senses for a long while.

What just happened!?

They... just... ran away!?

No...

That roar just now...

A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!!!

In her panic, she had actually run into the territory of two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts!!

"Thump, thump, thump..."

And the earthshaking commotion was getting closer and more violent!

It sounded as though they were rushing this way!

Out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's lair.

It was over, it was over. This time, she was really doomed!

Long Ling's scalp went numb.

The key was that her entire body ached right now, and she could not gather even a trace of strength. She could only lie there and obediently wait for death.

But unexpectedly.

After waiting for quite a while, the heaven-shaking commotion suddenly weakened.

Those two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts did not come over.

Or rather, while rushing here, they seemed to have sensed something, as though something even more terrifying existed here.

Then, they had been frightened away.

Before long, the thumping sounds completely vanished.

Even with Long Ling straining her ears, she could not hear the slightest trace of them.

All was silent.

Between heaven and earth.

Only her heavy breathing and the violent pounding of her heart remained.

"Phew... Strange... What exactly happened...?"

Long Ling struggled to get up from the ground, clutching her chest with one hand and gasping for breath. Deep confusion still lingered in her eyes.

For that moment just now, she had truly believed she was going to die.

But first, that wolf head had exploded without warning. Then, two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts had fled in terror.

And in the end... she had survived instead?

What exactly had happened!?

Could it be that the Azure Hunt Goddess heard my prayer!?

Oh heavens, Azure Hunt Goddess! Goddess!!!

Sob, sob, sob...

Long Ling was moved by herself for quite a while before she suddenly jolted, remembering something.

Oh no! The little brat!

She abruptly turned around and stumbled back to the great tree, pulling open the tree hollow.

Chu Zisheng was sitting quietly inside, looking at her with a pair of bright black eyes.

"Phew..."

Long Ling completely relaxed, leaning against the edge of the tree hollow with a mixture of relief and amusement.

"You're still here... You scared me to death... It's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay..."

She reached in, scooped him out of the tree hollow, and hugged him tightly against her chest.

Sharing the joy of surviving the disaster.

Chu Zisheng's face was squashed out of shape by her embrace, making it hard for him to breathe.

But he said nothing.

He merely struggled a little, squeezing his head out from that softness. Resting on Long Ling's shoulder, he looked toward the direction where the wolf pack had disappeared, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Just now.

When she had charged toward the wolf pack.

He had seen it.

A faint, faint golden thread had suddenly risen from Long Ling's body.

How faint was it?

Even with his senses, he had nearly failed to catch it.

That was not soul power.

As a Soul Elder, she did not possess something of that level.

It was something that had seeped out from the depths of her soul at the instant she spoke the words, "Azure Hunt Goddess above."

That was...

Faith Power?