"Captain, what should we do? Burn them all?" a member of the Wu Ming asked in a low voice.
Chen Feng took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.
"How is that possible? Those two 50,000-year-old Soul Beast, and that strange mutated wolf king—even if all our main members attacked together, they wouldn't be enough to defeat them."
He was the only Soul Emperor in the entire team; the other six were all Soul King.
Among the reserve team members, Zhang Lexuan had the highest cultivation level, but she was only at level 50. The others were either Soul Ancestor or Soul Elder.
"But don't panic, everyone. Maintain formation and prepare for battle. Reserve members stay behind us. This level of combat is not suitable for you."
"We'll find an opportunity to break through this pack of wolves, or hold out until Xuan Zi comes to our rescue!"
Upon hearing Chen Feng's proposal, Han Ruoruo said:
"Then I'll make the first move and try to keep those three wolf kings from getting close to us. Ming'er, help me."
"No problem."
"Roar--"
The wolf king behind the pack raised his head and let out a mournful howl. The sound waves spread like a tangible force, causing the surrounding leaves to fall in a rustling sound.
The next second, the wolf pack moved!
A dozen wolves pounced out like black lightning, their fangs aimed directly at Chen Feng at the front of the group.
"Hold on!" Chen Feng shouted, and the six Soul Ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up as his Martial Soul " Dragon Wolf " instantly possessed him.
His entire body was covered in cyan scales, and a ferocious Dragon Wolf phantom appeared behind him. His First Soul Ring lit up, and Chen Feng roared, swatting away a wolf that pounced at him with a single claw.
Then, when he tried to unleash the Dragon Wolf's aura to intimidate the wolf pack, he was shocked to discover—
invalid!
"How is this possible? My Dragon Wolf Martial Soul carries the bloodline of a dragon, yet it can't suppress these wolves?"
Chen Feng's gaze involuntarily fell upon the blood-red wolf king.
After forcing the wolves back, Han Ruoruo spoke up:
"Perhaps that's why this wolf king, who's only 20,000 years old, can have two other wolves, each 50,000 years old, as its bodyguards. The reason is definitely not simple."
Wu Ming ignited her hands with blazing flames, let out a delicate shout, and a wave of fire swept out, forcing the wolf pack's attack to a halt.
But soon, the wolf pack's attack became even more ferocious.
Three eight-thousand-year-old wolves, their eyes bloodshot, pounced on Chen Feng, the leader of the group, like black lightning.
The dark golden vertical pupils unique to Dragon Wolf flickered in Chen Feng's eyes, and the scales on his Adam's apple rose in layers. The moment the three-headed wolf pounced in mid-air, his Fourth Soul Ring suddenly burst forth with dazzling purple light.
The roar erupting from his chest was no longer just a sound, but a sonic wave carrying the breath of a dragon.
Visible blue ripples spread from his mouth, distorting the air and creating layers of ripples.
When the wolf's claws were only three inches from his throat, his ears suddenly exploded into two clouds of blood mist, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on his pale white skull under the shockwave.
"Awoo--!"
The other two wolves were writhing in pain in mid-air, the blood spurting from their seven orifices turning into a blood mist by the sound waves.
As they crashed to the ground, their dark fur, covering their entire bodies, peeled away piece by piece, revealing the twitching muscle fibers beneath the skin.
Chen Feng's Dragon Wolf transformed hands had become true weapons. His First Soul Ring lit up again, and his ten fingers extended into half-foot-long claws resembling both dragons and wolves. With a single step, he shattered the ground, and his right claw gripped the head of the nearest wolf, channeling the power of the Dragon Wolf into his five fingers.
"Snap!"
The skull shattered like a brittle shell, and red and white substances splattered between the fingers.
As the second wolf struggled to its feet, Chen Feng's left claw pierced its chest cavity. As the wolf's blade, stained with bits of flesh, emerged from its back, he swung the entire wolf carcass and slammed it down on the third wolf that was trying to pounce again.
"Boom!"
The moment the two wolves collided, Chen Feng's Second Soul Ring lit up, and the phantom of the Dragon Wolf behind him suddenly pounced out. The phantom's fangs accurately bit into the spines of the two mutilated bodies, and with a tooth-grinding sound of bones shattering, the wolf corpses were torn into four pieces.
Hot, bloody rain splashed onto Chen Feng's face, staining his dragon scales dark red.
As expected of Soul Emperor, Chen Feng swiftly killed three wolves with eight thousand years of cultivation in the shortest amount of time.
"They're testing us, be careful!"
Han Ruoruo suddenly screamed loudly, and saw that the three wolf kings, who had not rushed to attack, moved!
The three-headed wolf king's scarlet eyes gleamed with cunning. He crouched low, his muscles tense, his target the most powerful of them all, Chen Feng.
They chose to prioritize killing this person.
In the blink of an eye, the three-headed wolf king moved so fast that it almost became a series of afterimages. Its sharp claws, accompanied by a foul stench, went straight for Chen Feng in the center of the group!
Chen Feng's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he wanted to retaliate, but he found it was too late.
"Such speed..."
At the critical moment, Wu Ming, who was still forcing back the wolves, lightly touched the ground with her toes and darted out like an arrow.
Golden- Golden Crow True Fire instantly rose around her, illuminating the entire area in a flash.
With a clear, sweet shout, Wu Ming raised her right hand high, pointing to the sky, as she charged forward, and her Fourth Soul Ring instantly burst forth with dazzling light.
A ball of light, initially only the size of a longan and possessing a golden-red jewel-like luster, condensed in front of Wu Ming.
Although the sphere of light was small when it first appeared, it contained astonishing energy. It rapidly expanded in the air, growing larger with the wind. When it rose to a height of about thirty meters above the ground, it had expanded to the size of a washbasin.
Then, like a shooting star, the enormous sphere of light hurtled towards the ground in front of Chen Feng at an astonishing speed and crashed down.
The moment the ball of light struck the ground, it unleashed a deafening roar. A powerful shockwave spread rapidly outwards from the point of impact, raising clouds of dust and debris.
Some Soul Beast are afraid of fire, including these wolves, especially those with fur; even a little fire is very uncomfortable for them.
Therefore, the three wolf kings, caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, all chose to retreat.
"Well done, Wu Ming! Keep up the offensive! Right now, only your Martial Soul is the most effective counter to them!"
Chen Feng shouted in a booming voice.
However, in the very next moment...
The blood-red wolf king was very intelligent. When it realized that Wu Ming's Martial Soul was very effective against them, it suddenly roared to the sky, its scarlet pupils suddenly contracted, and a violent wave of Soul Power swept out like a tide!
"Boom!"
In an instant, the world changed color.
The crimson domain spread like a tide, instantly engulfing everyone from both teams.
The once lush green forest has vanished, replaced by a scarlet world.
A strange blood moon hung in the sky, its crimson light making the air thick and scorching wherever it fell.
Chen Feng, who was standing at the front of the group, suddenly changed his expression.
"No... impossible! This is actually a domain-type Soul Skill? It's that mutated wolf king's skill?!"
The rarest Domain Soul Skill in the Soul Master World has actually appeared on this mutated Soul Beast.
This means that whoever absorbs its Soul Ring will have a chance to obtain an extremely rare domain-type Soul Skill.
However, this also means that this mutated wolf king, possessing domain skills, has the extraordinary combat power to fight against opponents of higher levels.
Bathed in the crimson moonlight, the entire wolf pack swelled in size, their fangs became even sharper, their eerie green eyes turned completely blood red, and their aura was several times stronger than before!
Seeing this, Wu Ming became completely enraged:
"We're doomed. We were no match for them to begin with, and now they've even strengthened their abilities in this area. If Xuan Zi doesn't intervene soon, we're going to perish here!"
"Contact Xuan Zi immediately!"