"Make your move!"
Just as Gray Mountain was about to call on his three subordinates to help him take down his opponent, Chen Feng preemptively issued an order through his mental imprint.
A deafening roar, like a thunderclap, rang out.
The three sixth-rank werewolves roared almost simultaneously, and then pounced on Gray Mountain, the fifth-rank werewolf elder, like arrows released from a bow.
Their speed was lightning fast, and they carried an incomparably fierce momentum, leaving no time for anyone to react.
Caught off guard, before Gray Mountain could react, he was struck simultaneously by the attacks of his three henchmen.
The immense impact sent him flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood as he crashed heavily to the ground in a sorry state.
"Whoosh—"
Chen Feng charged forward with lightning speed, like an arrow released from a bow.
The Fenglang Sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light, and a sharp sword aura emanated from its blade, radiating a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble.
In an instant, the sword light flashed past, like lightning slicing through the night sky.
The Fenglang Sword pierced straight towards Gray Mountain's left shoulder, moving so fast that no one had time to react.
With a muffled "thud," the sharp sword tip pierced through Gray Mountain's shoulder without any resistance, and blood splattered everywhere.
However, Chen Feng did not stop there. He flicked his wrist and twisted his longsword.
The force of the twist was as fierce as a tidal wave, directly severing Gray Mountain's left arm from his shoulder.
The severed arm was a bloody mess, a truly gruesome sight.
"ah--"
Gray Mountain let out an extremely shrill scream, a sound that resounded through the sky as if it were about to pierce the heavens.
His face was filled with horror and disbelief as he stared wide-eyed at his three subordinates, unable to understand why they would suddenly turn on him.
Due to such a severe blow, Gray Mountain's strength was instantly reduced.
He could have barely held his own against Chen Feng before, but now he was powerless to do so.
Chen Feng pressed his advantage, his swordsmanship becoming increasingly fierce, each move carrying a deadly threat.
Before long, Gray Mountain was completely suppressed by Chen Feng and could only retreat step by step, without any power to fight back.
Chen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a thought, a mysterious and powerful force surged forth from his body.
This power quickly gathered at his fingertips, gradually condensing into a slave mark that shimmered with a faint light.
Chen Feng took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the gray mountain in front of him, and without hesitation shot the slave seal he had condensed into his hand into the other's mind.
The slave seal flashed through the void like lightning, instantly disappearing into Gray Mountain's enormous head.
The moment the slave seal invaded Gray Mountain's mind, this fifth-grade werewolf expert felt a dizzying sensation.
An unprecedented and strange feeling welled up in his heart. He clearly sensed that an extremely special and domineering mental imprint, like a venomous snake, had pierced deep into his brain.
This spiritual imprint came with overwhelming force and its intention was clear: to completely control his thoughts and every word and action!
Gray Mountain was terrified and instinctively let out a bloodcurdling roar: "Howl—"
With that roar, Gray Mountain began to twist his body desperately, trying to break free from the shackles and confinement that came from the depths of his soul.
However, no matter how much he struggled and resisted, he could not get rid of the slave mark that was deeply embedded in his mind.
Moreover, as time went on, the spiritual power originating from the slave seal grew stronger and stronger, constantly eroding Gray Mountain's will.
This intense mental anguish far surpassed any physical trauma he had endured; it felt as if countless steel needles were simultaneously piercing his brain nerves, driving him to the brink of madness.
"howl--"
With that long howl filled with pain and struggle, Gray Mountain's massive body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.
His already enormous eyes now flashed with chilling crimson light from time to time, as if a mysterious and evil power was raging within him.
Gray Mountain clenched his teeth so tightly that the muscles in his cheeks bulged out, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like raindrops, disappearing instantly upon hitting the ground.
Low, suppressed roars occasionally escaped from deep within his throat, as if he wanted to expel the terrifying power within him, but they seemed so powerless.
However, as time passed, Gray Mountain's resistance grew weaker and weaker.
The crimson light in his eyes gradually dimmed, no longer as dazzling as before, replaced by deep weariness and despair.
His body gradually lost its tension and slowly relaxed.
About a hundred breaths later, Gray Mountain's body suddenly seemed to have all its strength drained away, and it completely relaxed.
His once proud head was now bowed, his eyes dull and lifeless, all traces of his former stubbornness and unyielding spirit gone.
Immediately afterwards, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Feng, who was standing not far away, with an extremely respectful gaze.
He lowered his once proud head and whispered, "Master."
Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, his heart finally settling down.
He simply couldn't believe that the mysterious slave mark had actually worked!
At this moment, he could clearly perceive certain thoughts in Gray Mountain's mind, as if he had established a strange spiritual connection with them.
Moreover, he could easily decide the life or death of Gray Mountain with just a thought.
After calming down a bit, Chen Feng looked down at the wounds on Hui Shan's body, where blood was still seeping out.
He frowned and said to Gray Mountain, "Bandage your wound first."
Then, Graywood should go back and move the werewolf soldiers stationed here away. Remember to do it quietly and don't arouse any suspicion.
Once everything is ready, the rest of you will cover my journey to the warehouse.
Upon hearing this, Graywood immediately nodded and replied, "Yes, Master!"
He then turned and left to carry out the task assigned by Chen Feng.
Time passed by, and after about ten minutes, Chen Feng saw Hui Lin return and signal to him that the matter had been completed.
So he carefully stood up and, surrounded by Gray Mountain, Gray Stone, and Gray Land, quietly made his way towards the resource point's warehouse.
This warehouse is hidden deep in a quiet forest, surrounded by various traps and mechanisms. Without someone familiar with the terrain to guide you, finding it would be no easy task.
Fortunately, with Gray Mountain as their guide, the group arrived at their destination safely without any major incidents.
However, the warehouse door was tightly closed and covered with strange runes.
Chen Feng knew that only Gray Mountain had the ability to open this door.
Gray Mountain stepped forward a few steps, stretched out his hands and gently pressed them against the door, muttering incantations.
A moment later, accompanied by a low rumble, the warehouse door slowly opened...
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