"Feelings will only become shackles on the road ahead. Only the weak let themselves be trapped by them."
Using his ability to travel through darkness to keep Zhao Wuji occupied at a distance, the Black Wind Stronghold Chief said to Bai Feng, "If you want revenge, pull yourself together!"
But the remaining members of the Wind Wolf Squad were already thinking of backing out. "C-Captain, let's run!"
"Run? Do you think I don't want to leave? If Zhao Wuji goes back and reports this to the City Lord's Mansion, and they tell Spirit Hall, we'll be wanted across the entire continent! Where will you go then, besides Slaughter City?"
After roaring all that, Bai Feng's tone softened, as though he were trying to convince himself as well as his teammates. "Going to Slaughter City means death too. Here, we can at least fight and see if we can survive!"
Only then did the others reluctantly nod. Their Soul Rings lit up one after another, and attacks of every color flew toward Zhao Wuji, as though they were battling an ancient ferocious beast.
"Chief, you can't keep hiding! Otherwise, even if Spirit Hall hunts us brothers all over the world, we'll still make sure your plan fails! Forget advancing to Soul Saint—believe me, you could meet your end right here today!" Bai Feng shouted at the Black Wind Stronghold Chief again.
As his Soul Rings lit up in succession, wolf fur sprouted from Bai Feng's legs, hands, and even his face. He opened his mouth wide, revealing teeth that had all grown sharp.
He charged at Zhao Wuji with a piercing howl. As he ran, azure wind coiled around his claws and legs, as though it would slice apart everything before him.
The Black Wind Stronghold Chief gave a faint, disappointed