Hunting Demon Beasts

The dark azure spatial vortex slowly settled, and the feeling of weightlessness receded like a tide.

Chu Bai opened his eyes to a stretch of strangely distorted green.

The trees here were so tall they seemed almost diseased. Their bark was a dull blue-gray, as though someone had splashed ink over it.

The air carried a strange fragrance of decaying vegetation and dense spiritual energy. This was the Azure Prison Minor Realm, a fragment of space forcibly anchored to the present world by an array.

Hum—

Deep in his sea of consciousness, the Mind-Link Mark imprinted on the [Gray Ordination] trembled faintly. A line of illusory text appeared:

[Current points: 0]

[Current rank: Unranked]

Chu Bai glanced at his rank, unmoved.

The competition had only just begun, after all. The real hunt had yet to start, so the rankings had not taken shape.

Under the rules Superintendent Su had announced, the Demon Beasts here were not physical creatures but simulations of spiritual energy projected by the Dao Academy's array.

They felt real pain, possessed savage instincts, and attacked exactly as their living counterparts did. The only difference was that, when killed, they dissolved into pure spiritual energy, while whoever killed them received points.

Rustle—

The bushes to his right shook violently, and three nimble green shapes shot out like lightning.

They were three Greenback Wolves, each nearly ten feet long. Their streamlined bodies brimmed with explosive power, and their eerie green eyes gave them a fearsome air.

They were still at the Qi Induction stage and likely knew no demonic arts, but their bodies were far stronger than those of ordinary beasts.

They did not rush to attack. Instead, they spread into a triangular formation, low growls rumbling in their throats as they tried to break their opponent's