"You useless fools! Get out of the way!"
Seeing the gang members floundering as the gray wolves drove them back in droves, one of the gang's experts finally lost his patience.
He was Tang Ru, a veteran among the Blood Demon Gang's leadership who had lived through the last war between the righteous and demonic factions.
Limited by his aptitude, Tang Ru had only reached the ninth transformation, but he was fierce-tempered and fought courageously. Years ago, he had fought his way through blood and led his brothers out of an encirclement, preserving a vital force that would allow the Blood Demon Gang to rise again.
That great achievement had elevated him to become one of the gang's few distinguished veterans.
Tang Ru could not stand the cowardly, flustered behavior of his subordinates, so he decided to act personally.
He formed the Hand Seal of Presence, and an enormous Heart-Devouring Demon Bat appeared out of thin air. With a bloodthirsty gleam, it pounced on the wolf pack.
Whoosh!
The Heart-Devouring Demon Bat swept its fleshy wings, unleashing blood-baleful power that formed a crescent-shaped hook.
The hook hovered between illusion and substance, its edge as sharp as a blade's radiance, and slashed down at once.
Two gray wolves standing close together immediately suffered considerable injuries.
The gray wolves were inherently lower-grade than the Heart-Devouring Demon Bat, and the amount of spirit essence they could hold remained inferior. Their master's strength could not change that.
However, thanks to their master's profound cultivation and the abundant resources he had fed them, the quality of their spirit essence far surpassed that of the opposing spirit creature. The two injured gray wolves held together rather than dissipating, retreating several steps in pain and growling.
The other gray wolves hurled themselves forward heedlessly, only for Blood