"Well."
Wei Feng felt remorseful.
This Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf is an exceptional Variant among Variant; hunting it down would be a great achievement.
If the team hunts down a few more Variant, and then uses the wolf's merits, they might be able to get a Seven-Colored Profound Origin Fruit.
Even if he might not get the fruit, wouldn't he still get some credit if he hadn't left?
Wei Feng thought to himself, if Han Xuanji had revealed his strength earlier, why would he have been so frightened that he fled at the last minute?
As soon as he left, he began to exert his strength.
What does this mean?
If others ask later, "Weren't you in the same team as Zhou Yuan and the others? Why haven't we seen you?"
If he claims he ran away, but the other person not only didn't run away but also killed Tianlang, how embarrassing would that be?
Especially since he had just argued that "it's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words," those words now felt like a slap in the face, delivered from afar.
Liu Yi stood half a step behind him, without saying a word, her fingertips unconsciously tightening her cuffs.
The regret in her eyes was even deeper than before, but it was too late to say anything now.
Anyway, she was too ashamed to go and approach them again.
After all, the cultivators who come here, even if they are not as good as the disciples of the Saint Venerable and the Holy Lord, are still respectable figures in the outside world.
Just then, several figures rushed over. The leader was a lean man, one of Chi Yuan's capable henchmen.
He saw from afar that the Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf was being surrounded and attacked by Lan Miao and the others, and was forced to retreat repeatedly. A glint flashed in his eyes, and he quickly walked up to Wei Feng.
"Which side is that person from?"
Wei Feng turned around and glanced at him, recognizing the person who had come in. His expression froze for a moment.
He lowered his voice and forced a smile:
"That's Han Xuanji, a direct disciple of the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord, and Lan Miao, a disciple of the Cloud Wasteland Holy Lord, is also over there."
After the lean man ascertained Han Xuanji and Lan Miao's identities, a glint of shrewdness flashed in his narrow eyes, and his mind raced.
No wonder he refused to join the Ten Thousand Immortals Association before; it turns out he formed his own team.
ridiculous.
He's just messing around all by himself, and now he's dragged a few others along. Does he think he can establish himself in the Ten Directions Sacred Domain like this?
But now is not the time to dwell on these things.
He was determined to get that Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf; he absolutely couldn't let it fall into the wrong hands.
The Ten Thousand Immortals Association initially thought that the Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf was just an ordinary Variant, so it ranked it in the second tier of the list of targets to be hunted down.
Unexpectedly, the nine-man squad sent earlier ran into it and was wiped out in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
This incident greatly angered Chi Yuan, who immediately ordered the Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf to be reclassified as a priority target, and the rewards for hunting it were greatly increased.
Upon hearing this, the lean man was intrigued and, together with some friends, brought two teams to the scene.
Unexpectedly, Han Xuanji appeared out of nowhere and had already defeated the Heavenly Wolf, breaking off its horn and leaving it in a sorry state.
If we were even a step slower, wouldn't we be watching helplessly as someone else steals the credit?
Once greed takes hold, everyone else disappears from one's sight.
He stared at the Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf was covered in wounds from being surrounded and attacked by Han Xuanji and the others, and sneered inwardly.
Wei Feng stood to the side, taking in the almost undisguised covetousness in the lean man's eyes.
He naturally knew what the other party was planning.
In the Ten Directions Sacred Domain, there is no such thing as first come, first served; might makes right. If you are interrupted halfway through a fight, you can only blame your own lack of strength.
He had just been humiliated by Han Xuanji's strength, and felt a bitter taste in his mouth. Naturally, he had no intention of reminding her. He crossed his arms and leaned against the withered tree, a cold smile on his lips, determined to remain silent.
Liu Yi frowned.
Although she had also left the team, she had worked with Zhou Yuan and the others for some time and couldn't stand idly by like Wei Feng. She decided that once the lean man and his men were far away, she would immediately send a message to Zhou Yuan.
The lean man turned around and whispered something to Wei Feng:
"Our Ten Thousand Immortals Association has its own plan for this matter. Since you have already withdrawn, you should not interfere."
Wei Feng nodded with a smile, his tone light and almost obsequious:
"Of course, I have no connection with them anymore, please go ahead."
The lean man nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand, and more than ten cultivators from the Ten Thousand Immortals Association strode into the valley.
These dozen or so people were all highly skilled and formed a tight formation; they were all veterans who had been fighting in this Sacred Domain for a long time.
As soon as they appeared, the surrounding Rogue Cultivator and small groups quickly made way for them, fearing they might offend the Ten Thousand Immortals Association.
In the valley, the Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf's life force was as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind.
Han Xuanji's sword strike severed its horn, effectively killing it. Then Lan Miao, Zhou Yuan, Chen Luo, and Chen Fei launched a fierce attack, inflicting dozens more deep, bone-revealing wounds on it.
The wolf's massive body was now struggling to even stand, its limbs slipping repeatedly in the pool of blood, and the howls from its throat turned into intermittent whimpers. Its blood-red wolf eyes reflected Han Xuanji's approaching figure step by step, and surprisingly, a hint of fear was revealed in them.
It had lived in this Sacred Domain for countless years and had never encountered such a terrifying opponent.
His own self-healing ability was also being eroded by a terrible force.
At that moment, Zhou Yuan hurriedly informed Han Xuanji of the message he had just received.
"Yes, let's finish this quickly."
Han Xuanji said in a deep voice.
He had actually sensed some approaching presences; had the Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf not been fighting and retreating at incredible speed, it probably would have been caught up long ago.
It wasn't given a chance to catch its breath.
The Azure Heaven Sword slashed out horizontally, a pale blue arc of sword lightly grazing the Heavenly Wolf's throat, completely severing its last vestige of life.
The massive body of the Moon-Swallowing Heavenly Wolf froze for a moment, then collapsed to the ground like a snow-capped mountain, splashing up a cloud of silvery-white blood mist.
A silver light rose from its corpse, transforming into several strands of holy radiance that drifted toward Han Xuanji.