Chapter 68 - Crazy Offense

The Leader Wolf, the size of a water buffalo, was split in half and collapsed on the ground.

In the cave, Lin Xuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath; that sword strike had given him a glimpse into the realm of thunder and lightning, mysterious and profound.

Outside the cave, the death of the Leader Wolf sent the pack of Red Flame Wolves into a panic, as they all retreated and dared not approach for a moment.

Some distance away from the number three battlefield, there stood a red-haired youth, riding atop a Red Flame Demon Wolf.

This wolf was almost the same size as the ordinary Red Flame Wolves, but the aura it emitted was even more formidable than that of the Leader Wolf, and it was tinged with strands of demon energy.

This was actually a Demon Beast!

And atop this Demon Beast sat a youth.

If one looked closely, they would find that this red-haired youth was somewhat different from a normal human.

First, his eyes were a vivid green, like two leaping ghost fires.

Behind him, there was a red tail, flickering like red flames, constantly moving.

Next to the red-haired youth stood another figure, completely shrouded in black robes, their face obscured, though their voice was quite young.

“Xuantian Sect is one of the Yunzhou Three Sects.

If we can wipe out their chosen disciples in one fell swoop, it would be a significant blow to them!” said the black-robed man.

“Don’t worry.

Among the wolf pack I’ve summoned, there are at least four Third-stage Fierce Beasts, and countless Red Flame Wolves.

They are more than enough to deal with these Outer Disciples,” the red-haired youth said nonchalantly as he rode on the Demon Beast.

“If this operation is successful, father will definitely be pleased!

You Ming, I owe you thanks for this time!” The red-haired youth’s voice carried a hint of excitement.

The black-robed man known as You Ming chuckled softly, “To be of service to Young Master Chi Yue is You Ming’s honor!”

The youth known as Chi Yue stroked the fur of the Red Flame Demon Wolf beneath him and looked off into the distance with a satisfied expression.

Suddenly, his expression tensed.

“What happened?” asked You Ming by his side.

“One of the Third-stage Red Flame Wolves has died,” Chi Yue said incredulously, “Damn it, they actually managed to kill a Third-stage Fierce Beast!”

“That shouldn’t be possible.

Logically speaking, a Third-stage Leader Wolf is usually surrounded by at least a few hundred Red Flame Wolves.

With such forces, even a Cultivator of the Sixth-tier of Muculation would not dare to confront them head-on, let alone more of them.”

“Unless there is a Cultivator with a cultivation of Eighth Rank or above, only then could they possibly kill the Leader Wolf.”

“Could there be Inner Sect Disciples of the Xuantian Sect here?” the black-robed You Ming speculated.

“Hmph!

They dared to kill my subordinates right before me, they truly deserve death!” Chi Yue said hatefully, “You Ming, follow me and let’s have a look!”

“Imprudent!” The black-robed You Ming cut off the youth’s action, “We’ve incited so many wolves, we must have drawn Xuantian Sect’s attention by now.

Going out now would be like walking right into the lion’s den.”

Chi Yue seemed to understand the rashness of his suggestion, and gritted his teeth, “Launch another assault, then retreat.”

He then patted the Red Flame Demon Wolf beneath him.

The Demon Beast let out a long howl to the sky, sending out waves of wolf howl echoes.

The Red Flame Wolves on the battlefield, hearing this howl, bared their teeth and became exceptionally frenzied.

Many disciples were injured by these wolf packs, and some even lost their lives.

But a greater number of disciples, like Lin Xuan, took refuge in the ruins of buildings, waiting for the sect’s rescue.

At a stronghold near the battlefield, several youths in purple robes rushed in.

“Elder Gu, it’s terrible!

Suddenly, a large number of Red Flame Wolves appeared on the trial battlefield, and they are all led by Third-stage Fierce Beasts.

It seems like a premeditated attack.”

Elder Gu stood up abruptly, “Red Flame Wolf pack attacking!

Send someone to rescue those disciples quickly!”

He knew full well the terrible nature of a wolf pack, and that these test disciples had never truly experienced the brutality of war, and couldn’t possibly withstand the ferocious wolves.

Elder Gu took action himself, gathering disciples from two other Spirit Ships and, together with the purple-robed youths, entered the four trial battlefields.

At the battlefield number three, within the building ruins.

Yin Qingyi’s radiance gradually faded as a strong spiritual power characteristic of the sixth tier of Muculation emanated from her.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly before she opened her eyes.

Ahead lay a solid figure, standing immovable like a tall mountain.

“Lin, Senior Brother Lin!” Yin Qingyi called out softly.

Pfft!

Lin Xuan killed a frenzied Red Flame Wolf with his sword, then turned his head and said, “You’re awake, congratulations on advancing!”

Yin Qingyi looked toward the cave entrance where the wolf corpses lay, her heart brimming with gratitude: “Senior Brother Lin, to protect my cultivation, you single-handedly held off so many Red Flame Wolves!”

She gently moved behind Lin Xuan and drew her longsword, ready to join him in the fight against the wolves.

“Let’s go, we charge out!” Lin Xuan said.

If any other disciple had been there, their jaws would have dropped.

While others were hiding from the wolf pack, Lin Xuan was actually thinking of breaking out; it seemed like a suicidal act!

Yet Yin Qingyi just nodded vigorously, her small hand raised and a silver sword light cast outside the cave.

Silver Light Sword Formation!

After entering the sixth tier of Muculation, Yin Qingyi’s range of the Silver Light Sword Formation had doubled, spanning over thirty feet, and the attack power had also increased considerably.

Silver light danced like threads of silk, slaughtering the Red Flame Wolves within the sword array.

Lin Xuan and Yin Qingyi, too, flickered in form and burst out of the cave.

“Qingyi, you take charge of the sword array, leave the rest to me!” Lin Xuan said.

“Mhm!” Yin Qingyi’s hands formed another seal, and behind her emerged a bright moon.

Bright Moon Sword Formation!

With the two formations combined, they had both offense and defense; Yin Qingyi stood outside the cave mouth, controlling the sword array.

Illusion Thunder Step!

Lin Xuan turned into a streak of golden lightning, zipping through the wolf pack.

He refrained from delivering fatal blows; facing the countless wolves, Lin Xuan’s Thunder Move Sword Technique could be quick, but sustaining it for a long time was draining.

He simply knocked the Red Flame Wolves flying, tossing them into the Silver Light Sword Formation.

It had to be said that in these circumstances, the sword array, a technique designed for dealing with groups, was incredibly effective.

Any Red Flame Wolf that entered the Silver Light Sword Formation was mercilessly pierced by the ruthless silver sword light; the formation became a meat grinder, a frenzied harvester of the wolf pack.

Gradually, the corpses within the sword array piled up into a small hill.

Lin Xuan flashed to the periphery of the formation, launching a punch.

His golden fist roared through the air, creating a fierce punch wind that blasted all the Red Flame Wolf corpses on the ground away.

He then continued to throw the remaining Red Flame Wolves into the sword array.

In three other battlefields, Shangguan Liuyun and the rest of the Outer Four Masters also assembled some disciples, fighting valiantly, but the number of Red Flame Wolves they managed to take down didn’t even come close to one-tenth of Lin Xuan’s count, and they also had to face the threat of the Leader Wolf.

However, this situation did not last long; soon, the sect’s reinforcement team arrived.

Each battlefield had a support team composed of a young man in a purple robe and thirty Inner Sect Disciples.

They were like a sharp knife swiftly cutting into the wolf pack, tearing open a gap.

Many disciples were rescued and then joined them.

In the end, apart from those who had died, nearly all the Outer Disciples were saved by the support teams.

“There is Lin Xuan on this battlefield, but he has yet to be found!” an Outer Disciple said.

“Lin Xuan, the champion of the Arena battle, could it be that he…”

“He should not have fallen; probably hiding.

Search immediately!” the young man in the purple robe gave the order.