As Dai Mubai slaughtered the Wolf Bandits, he occasionally checked on his companions so he could come to their aid.
But when Dai Mubai looked toward Tang San, he could not help sucking in a cold breath.
Earlier, they had jokingly divided up the kills: Tang San and Xue Haicang would kill thirty each, Dai Mubai twenty-five, and Ma Hongjun fifteen.
Now, however, he discovered that the Wolf Bandits lying around Tang San outnumbered those he and Ma Hongjun had killed combined.
Tang San was not relying solely on his Eight Spider Lances. Terrifying streaks of brilliant light kept flying from his hands, all aimed at the Wolf Bandits' vital points.
As time passed, nearly all of the hundred-odd Wolf Bandits had died at their hands.
Among them was a blue-green Wolf Bandit with a much larger frame.
If measured by soul beast ranks, this Wolf Bandit would have possessed at least twenty thousand years of cultivation.
Yet it was still no match for the four of them.
Soon, this Wolf Bandit followed its brothers into death.
Having caught this entire pack of Wolf Bandits in one net, the four were now drenched in blood.
Of course, almost all of it belonged to the Wolf Bandits.
Tang San did not rest with the other three, however. He began inspecting the Wolf Bandits' corpses.
This was a precaution, checking for anything they had missed so that not a single beast escaped.
After inspecting them thoroughly, Tang San returned to the other three.
His method was simple. Just as he had in Slaughter City, he stomped their heads to pieces.
With that done, there was no possibility of any Wolf Bandit surviving.
The four sat back-to-back where they were and ate the recovery Big Sausages Oscar had made, restoring their stamina.
"Rest