Run!
I have to run right now!
At that moment, in the woods, Zhang Ming panicked completely. His face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
He couldn't understand...
I'm already a level-nineteen Soul Master. Even a Hundred-Year Soul Beast wouldn't dare claim it could take my Soul Skill head-on without a scratch.
And Wang Erniu calls this a wild beast?
Then what do the Soul Beasts of the Douluo Continent count as?
But Zhang Ming had only just turned around, not even managing a single step, when a vicious gust swept toward him from behind.
"No-!"
Zhang Ming only had time to let out one despairing howl.
The next instant, agonizing pain struck!
Zhang Ming felt an irresistible, tremendous force slam into his body. He was violently hurled through the air and crashed heavily onto the grass beside the road.
His back caved in, and he coughed up great mouthfuls of blood. He clearly wasn't going to survive.
"If... if I'd listened to Erniu... if..."
Douluo Continent, the Pope's Hall.
"Gasp! How is this possible?"
Watching the dying Zhang Ming, Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes filled with astonishment.
On the Douluo Continent, the divisions in the power system were as clear as the Jing and Wei Rivers.
Soul Power reigned supreme. Any creature without Soul Power, however ferocious its nature, was fundamentally nothing more than a wild beast.
It might pose a deadly threat to ordinary people, but even a Soul Master whose Martial Soul had just awakened had no need to fear it.
But now...
This enormous black wolf clearly had no Soul Power fluctuations whatsoever.
Yet Zhang Ming, a level-nineteen Soul Master, was actually no match for this enormous wolf even after using his Soul Skill?
"Pure physical strength... can it really be this formidable?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo began questioning everything he knew.
Meanwhile, seated upon the papal throne, Bibi Dong gripped her scepter tightly with her fair, slender fingers, a trace of anger flashing through her eyes.
Zhang Ming belonged to Spirit Hall, even if he was only an insignificant minor figure.
But after seeing Zhang Ming gather so many water orchids, Bibi Dong had been looking forward to him bringing all of them back...
With that many water orchids then available.
The strength of their Spirit Hall's middle and lower ranks would absolutely advance by leaps and bounds.
But now, all of that had fallen through.
Still, Bibi Dong was Bibi Dong. As long as her love-addled brain wasn't triggered, she was the most commanding and ambitious Pope in Spirit Hall's history.
Her anger lasted only a brief instant before giving way to contemplation.
"Could the power of that world be something other than Soul Power?"
In many people's eyes, Soul Power was the only kind of power, but Bibi Dong was different.
She had accepted the Rakshasa God's inheritance and knew that divine power existed beyond Soul Power.
And since both divine power and Soul Power existed, who could say...
There wasn't a third kind of power?
"If that Shrouding the Heavens World possesses power other than Soul Power..."
For a time, uncertainty and astonishment filled Bibi Dong's heart, and she grew increasingly curious about the Shrouding the Heavens World.
In fact, if it were possible, she could hardly wait to go and see that Shrouding the Heavens World for herself.
Shrek Academy.
Shrek Academy.
Yu Xiaogang watched Zhang Ming's Heavenly Screen livestream.
Seeing Zhang Ming beaten to the brink of death by a single swipe from an enormous black wolf, he couldn't help shaking his head.
"It seems this Zhang Ming isn't particularly lucky either."
"Although he wasn't ambushed with a Soul Skill by a local native the moment he arrived, like Long Aotian was."
"He encountered what should be an extremely powerful creature in that world just after leaving the village..."
But before he could finish speaking.
Whoosh-!
A sharp whistle of something slicing through the air came through the livestream, clear and piercing.
Within the livestream image.
The ferocious, enormous black wolf that had just overwhelmed Zhang Ming in an instant didn't even have time to react...
Its massive head was easily struck by an arrow with a wooden shaft and iron tip that looked utterly ordinary!
The arrow carried terrifying force, sending the wolf's enormous body flying backward. With a thunk, it pinned the wolf firmly to the trunk of an ancient tree so thick it would take several people joining arms to encircle it!
The enormous wolf's four paws twitched feebly twice, and then it fell completely still.
An instant kill!
The terrifying wolf that had just defeated Zhang Ming in an instant had now been casually killed by a single arrow!
"What... what happened?"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes were full of curiosity.
The next second, a middle-aged man with dark skin and plain features appeared, dressed in coarse hemp clothing.
Holding a crude hunting bow, he walked down the woodland path.
Behind him followed the child named Wang Erniu.
At that moment, Wang Erniu saw Zhang Ming lying in a pool of blood, his back caved in and his breathing faint.
His little face instantly turned deathly pale, and he rushed over with a cry. "Big brother! Dad, big brother, he..."
The middle-aged hunter slowly stepped forward. After only a brief glance, he shook his head helplessly.
"His internal organs are all shattered. There's no saving him... we came a step too late."
"Dad?"
Seeing Wang Erniu address the middle-aged man that way, for a moment...
The entirety of Shrek Academy fell deathly silent.
Whether it was Yu Xiaogang, Flender and Zhao Wuji gathered beside him, or even Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and the others, every one of them was dumbstruck.
They stood frozen in place, as though turned to stone!
How... how could this be possible?
Didn't Wang Erniu say his father was just a hunter? Not even a Soul Grandmaster, just an ordinary person...
Yet an "ordinary hunter," using an ordinary arrow, had instantly killed a savage wolf with astonishing defenses that could easily slaughter a level-nineteen Soul Master?
Yu Xiaogang's brain practically crashed, leaving it utterly blank. His mouth hung open as he stared uncomprehendingly at Zhang Ming's livestream as it gradually darkened.
A long while passed.
"Holy... holy shit!"
Ma Hongjun was the first to let out a strange cry, the flesh on his plump face quivering.
"What's going on? Are all the hunters in that world this fierce?"
"That enormous wolf beat Zhang Ming so badly he couldn't fight back at all, but this hunter finished it with one arrow?"
Oscar also sucked in a sharp breath and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
Tang San was even more horrified.
He realized that the arrow Wang Erniu's father had just shot seemed plain and unadorned, but his control of its angle, force, and timing had been exquisite to the utmost!
It was, in fact, not the slightest bit inferior to a Hidden Weapon launched using his Hidden Weapon techniques.
"Could Wang Erniu's father be an expert playing the pig to eat the tiger?"
At that moment, it wasn't just the people of Shrek.
Every faction that could watch this Heavenly Screen livestream-the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Tang Sect, the Body Sect, the Holy Spirit Cult...
After witnessing this scene, everyone exchanged bewildered looks.
The enormous black wolf that could defeat Zhang Ming in an instant, a wolf that even an ordinary Soul Ancestor probably couldn't beat, had actually...
Been instantly killed by a single arrow from an ordinary hunter in the Shrouding the Heavens World?!
"Are ordinary people in the Shrouding the Heavens World really that strong?"
And just as the various factions across the entire Douluo Continent were gripped by shock and uncertainty because of that arrow.
On the Heavenly Screen, the second viewpoint, representing Zhang Ming, went completely dark, and its livestream ended.
Only Zhu Zhuqing's third viewpoint was still livestreaming.
And at that moment.
Zhu Zhuqing had already followed Jiang Wanwan outside the city.
"Sister Wanwan, are we just going to walk to White Emperor City? Aren't there any horses?"