At this moment, three werewolf sentries hiding under a large tree were talking. They had built a shelter by using branches against the tree. From here, they could see ahead, but from a distance, they would not be visible.
“You two go to sleep first. I’ll keep watch for a while, and I’ll wake you up in the middle of the night so I can go to sleep,” one of the werewolf soldiers said.
“This place is dozens of miles away from the human fortress, and it’s in a valley, so no human will know about it. Why don’t you get some sleep? It’ll be fine,” another werewolf soldier said.
“Yeah, anyway, there are still tribesmen watching us from behind, and there are also people guarding the warehouse. Let’s sleep for a while, and then get up and keep watch when we wake up in the middle of the night,” the third werewolf said.
“No, that won’t do. This time we’re going to avenge the Uli tribe, so we can’t afford any mistakes. At least one of us three has to stay and keep watch. We can’t all fall asleep, lest something unexpected happens.” This werewolf soldier was quite principled.
Then, the two werewolf soldiers lay down and fell asleep, while the remaining werewolf soldiers sat against the big tree, staring intently ahead. Although it was already dark, the werewolves' eyesight was still good enough to see clearly in the night.
At this moment, all was quiet, and the stars twinkled in the night sky, like dazzling gems set in the vast celestial canopy.
At the top of that towering tree, a figure was slowly sliding down in an extremely eerie way.
This person was Chen Feng. His movements were as light as a ghost, without making a sound, as if he had blended into the quiet night.
Not only that, but even the aura that should have been on his body was perfectly concealed, as if he did not exist in this world at all.
And so, Chen Feng silently hung upside down above the heads of the three werewolves, like a cheetah lurking in the shadows, ready to launch a fatal attack at any moment.
Chen Feng first spread his mental energy outwards, carefully sensing the surrounding situation.
After some investigation, he was surprised to find that the vast majority of werewolf soldiers were asleep, with only a very few still awake.
These sleepless werewolf soldiers seemed oblivious to the enormous threat lurking overhead. They were either patrolling or whispering among themselves, completely unaware of the impending danger.
Chen Feng paused slightly, his gaze sweeping across the werewolf soldiers below who were still awake.
He took a deep breath, his blood surging like a volcano about to erupt.
In that instant, he suddenly activated his technique and unleashed the mysterious Devouring Mystic Technique!
An invisible force erupted from Chen Feng's body, like a giant net, enveloping the werewolf soldiers below.
The werewolf soldiers were initially unaware of the force, but as it approached, they felt as if their heads had been struck hard by a heavy hammer, and an unbearable pain shot through them.
The pain came in waves, one after another, which was unbearable for these werewolf soldiers who only had a ninth-grade cultivation level.
They clutched their heads in agony, letting out piercing screams.
Some people even collapsed to the ground, their bodies convulsing uncontrollably, their faces filled with fear and despair.
Just as the werewolf soldier was being tormented by excruciating pain and was about to open his mouth to scream, something unexpected happened!
Suddenly, more than a dozen gleaming needles flew like lightning, hitting his wide-open mouth with perfect accuracy.
These flying needles seemed to have a life of their own, piercing his fragile throat at an astonishing speed, instantly robbing him of his ability to speak.
However, this is just the beginning.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely sharp sword aura suddenly appeared, like a dazzling rainbow slicing through the sky.
The longsword, formed from pure sword energy, carried unparalleled power and slashed fiercely towards the werewolf's neck in the blink of an eye.
With a crisp "crack," the werewolf's hideous head was instantly severed from its body, blood splattering everywhere and staining the surrounding ground red.
The whole process was as fast as a storm, leaving no time to react. The werewolf soldier didn't even have time to let out a final scream before he died.
"Is it raining?" The werewolf's blood spurted out, splashing onto the faces of the two werewolf soldiers beside him, one of them muttering.
"Swish swish——"
As the subtle yet sharp sound rang out, dozens of silver needles, as thin as cow's hair, hurtled towards the figures like a sudden storm.
These silver needles moved extremely fast, disappearing into various parts of their bodies in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, several incredibly sharp sword energies suddenly slashed out like rainbows piercing the sun, heading straight for their necks.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and several heads rolled off without warning, without even a chance to scream.
In the blink of an eye, right after that breathtaking moment, a dark figure darted through the forest like a ghost.
His movements were as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye he had already pounced on the location of the other three werewolf soldiers not far away.
Using the same stealthy method as before, a flash of cold light appeared in his hand, and three extremely sharp short swords shot out like venomous snakes, accurately piercing the vital parts of the three soldiers.
Immediately afterwards, he lightly swung his arm, and three bloodied heads fell to the ground.
The entire process was smooth and seamless, without any sense of being dragged out.
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