228 One Hundred Thousand Mountain Five
When plants wither and die, they feel no pain, leaving behind only scorched earth, desolate, lonely, and decaying, leaving only solitude.
Fortunately, the wolf pack is desperately adding color to their monotonous lives.
With a cold smile, darkness enveloped them, and a chaotic aura began to slowly seep in, making the creatures within bloodthirsty and murderous, even the wolf clan itself.
Within the darkness, the wolf, desperately channeling its inner energy, now had bloodthirsty eyes. Its mind thought, 'Slaughter! Kill! Kill! Devour him and you'll become stronger.'
Looking around coldly, he could see traces of bloody chaos, but alas, they were all blocked by the titanium divine bell shield, unable to penetrate even a fraction of it.
On the Gentleman's Blade, the attributes of silence and shattering began to surge in rapidly and frantically. On the blade, the Thunderfire Heart Technique was activated, and lightning flashed and radiated light, like silver snakes dancing wildly in the night sky.
Dazzling lightning streaked across the blade, accompanied by thunderous roars; the air itself seemed to ignite at that moment.
Thunder and flames enveloped the blade, two fiery dragons swirling within, crimson as fire, the lightning blazing white, spinning rapidly on the blade, scorching the surrounding air, filling it with the scent of thunder. The blade spirit stood silently, awaiting the earth-shattering strike of the thunder and flames.
Outside the great formation, other races—the snake race, the bear race, and the monkey race—were all attracted by such a powerful aura. Among the wolf race, some even activated their totems. Some knowledgeable individuals knew that the wolf race's totem was the mark of their ancestors.
Not only the wolf clan has this technique, but other clans also possess it. No one who is not the number one among the ten thousand tribes will naturally activate this move. This move is not only powerful and difficult to execute, but also contains a trace of consciousness from the wolf clan's ancestors.
If the wolf ancestors were to seize this opportunity to possess their souls, it would be a terrible disaster. The wolf clan has no concept of kinship, so using the totem in this way is ostensibly for the preservation of the race.
In reality, it's about not wanting to die. This is also a way to achieve immortality. The bloodline that remains survives through blood sacrifice, somewhat like a city god temple in human society.
They are just more cunning. Once the lineage is broken, when the wolf clan is used again, it can only be done through blood sacrifice. And when blood sacrifice is performed, that is when the ancestors will be watching.
Such things have happened before, more than once. The wolf ancestors seized the opportunity to be reborn, but their personalities changed drastically. Various consciousnesses unconsciously vied for control, becoming incredibly bloodthirsty and ruthless. Every appearance of theirs resulted in a bloodbath, with rivers of blood flowing.
Countless of their kind had died or been injured. These races were all watching closely, waiting to see if the elders inside would react abnormally after the wolf clan killed the invaders.
Since the Demon King is not here, this abnormality must be nipped in the bud. Otherwise, once the consciousness fully accepts it and the power increases, the wolf clan may become the sole dominant force.
The wolf pack is dominant and continues to reproduce. What will happen when there isn't enough food?
These animals, whether monkeys or bears, will become food for the wolves, and only then will they begin to invade human territory on a large scale.
All the tribes watched silently as a monkey, dressed in fine silk and satin with a round collar and a plain, round jade pendant hanging from its waist, appeared to have simply tied a long vine around its waist instead of a belt.
He held a triangular iron fork, as tall as himself, stuck it in the ground, making him look imposing. He grinned and said...
"Who did this wolf clan offend? They're always so arrogant and domineering. Their entire pack of merchants on the border was wiped out before, and nobody even sought revenge. Now they've been attacked on their own doorstep."
Even the totem has been activated. This is utterly disgraceful to the demons of the Hundred Thousand Mountains! They should cede more territory. The wolf clan doesn't deserve so much land. Isn't that right?
The snake-like creature's cold eyes cautiously observed. It replied in a low voice, "Third Brother Monkey, your clan leader isn't here. Perhaps you can make the decision?"
Upon hearing this, Monkey King Three exclaimed, "This is outrageous! What can't I decide?" His face flushed red, he replied, "Of course I can decide! The clan leader isn't here, so naturally I'm in charge. What, Little Spotted Mang, you have a problem with that? How about we have a fight first?"
After saying that, he raised the steel fork in his hand, as if to stab it over.
The python is quite large, measuring five zhang (approximately 10 meters) in length, and it shows no fear of monkeys. However, the monkeys' weapons are sharp triangular forks, which are very powerful weapons for dealing with snakes.
It's true that some people use weapons to their advantage. Although the monkeys aren't as big as humans, they are in no way inferior in a fight. They can also climb trees, are agile, and have a lot of mischievous ideas. They're comparable to the Weasel God.
At this moment, the only one with the smallest stature, Wong Tai Sin, hid far away, carefully observing the battlefield. His darting eyes darted around, seemingly plotting something.
But in his eyes, there was a hint of fear and worry. Huang Daxian's skill lay in his own cleverness and his talent for spouting nonsense. If he were to truly go berserk, the casualties would likely be heavy.
The spotted python whispered, "Everyone, should we take this opportunity to wipe out the wolf clan?"
The other races understood immediately. After a moment's thought, they all nodded in agreement. If they could wipe out the wolf clan, the Ascension Grass would likely mature by then, and once they obtained it, they could become Demon Kings.
When the wolf demon king returns, there will be nothing he can do. Moreover, with their race wiped out, the snake and monkey demon kings will naturally support them, and the vacated territory will allow them to reproduce and their clans to grow rapidly.
Moreover, in recent years, the wolves have become cunning, acquiring more and more territory and squeezing out the living space of other races. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they can achieve multiple benefits at once. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
Monkey Three looked at the tall, burly, and thick-skinned Bear Elder and asked softly, "Elder Bear, what do you think?"
Elder Xiong looked at the crowd, a glint of light flashing in his dull eyes. 'Since everyone agrees, then I agree too. But this is a matter for everyone. Even Huang Daxian is no exception.'
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Wong Tai Sin, who was hiding in the distance. At that moment, the man was looking around suspiciously.
Hearing someone call his name, he quickly stepped forward, but didn't dare get too close. He nodded repeatedly, saying, "Okay, okay. Yes, yes."
All the tribes had reached an agreement. Then, the monkey leaped into the air, quickly disappearing from sight on a tree trunk dozens of feet high. It went back to fetch the rest of the monkey troop.
The snakes, too, hissed in the air, and their voices quickly echoed back. The spotted python vanished in a flash.
Huang Daxian hopped and hopped until he reached behind a large tree, then suddenly disappeared. Upon closer inspection, several holes could be seen in the tree trunk.
The eldest bear, his eyes glazed, gazed at the wolf pack. With a leap, his large hooves lightly tapped across the leaves, and he quickly headed towards his pack, thinking to himself, 'I must be wary of an attack from behind. Perhaps I can take this opportunity to wipe out the monkey clan.'
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