Zhou Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly recuperating, restoring the yuan qi within his body while vigilantly observing his surroundings.
Suddenly, a slight disturbance came from the distant grass.
"What is it?" Zhou Yan's eyes snapped open, a serious glint flashing in them as he stared intently at that area as if facing a formidable enemy.
The grass rustled, and then, a wolf covered in black fur emerged from within.
This wolf bore some resemblance to the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger. It stood over three meters tall, with slender limbs and sharp claws that glinted cold. Moreover, a thick layer of grayish-brown fur covered its body; if torn, it would surely rip away chunks of flesh.
A fierce aura emanated from this wolf's physique.
With a furious roar, the wolf’s gaze, filled with cruelty, fixed on Zhou Yan. The next moment, the wolf lunged towards him.
Zhou Yan shot up, his movements like a phantom as he dodged the wolf king’s attack.
The wolf king suddenly flicked out its tongue, which was covered in sharp barbs, like a viper’s, aiming to pierce Zhou Yan’s chest.
Zhou Yan reacted swiftly, his long sword a blur as he blocked the wolf’s tongue.
The tongue, like a steel whip, slammed forcefully against Zhou Yan's long sword, sending a surge of immense power that made his hand slightly numb.
Using this force, Zhou Yan immediately retreated, widening the distance between himself and the wolf king.
"Awoo~~"
The wolf king howled at the sky, a torrent of killing intent erupting from its body – the same aura as the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger.
Although Zhou Yan had just dealt with the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger, it hadn't died immediately. Its body trembled, and then it slowly stood up.
"Hmm?"
Zhou Yan's eyes narrowed. He sensed that he might have caused trouble. This Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger wasn't completely dead; its vitality was far greater than he had imagined.
The Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger roared again, this time its voice filled with madness and resentment.
"I will tear you apart!"
The Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger roared, then raised its claw and swiped.
Zhou Yan felt an extremely terrifying oppressive force erupting from the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger, a threat far more dreadful than before.
Zhou Yan's heart pounded more fiercely. He clearly felt that he was in danger. He knew he had to defeat this wolf king quickly, otherwise, it would be disastrous once the wolf king truly unleashed its fury.
Zhou Yan roared and charged forward, directly at the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger.
He unleashed a sword strike, carrying a powerful sword aura, heading towards the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger.
The Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger swiped its claw, and a foul stench swept out, so potent it was nauseating.
Zhou Yan’s figure flashed past, evading the noxious miasma. His gaze was icy as he slashed his sword onto the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger’s back, leaving a gaping, gruesome wound.
The Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger cried out in pain, but it didn't die. Instead, it struggled to its feet and attacked Zhou Yan again.
Suddenly, a fierce flame ignited on the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger's body. Its speed skyrocketed as it charged towards Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan swept his sword horizontally, bisecting the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger.
The Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger finally let out a tragic cry. White smoke billowed from its body, and then the wolf turned into a roasted pig.
"So fragrant!" Zhou Yan took a deep breath and then collected the roasted pig into his spatial ring.
A satisfied smile spread across Zhou Yan's face.
He had now broken through to Body Refining level five, his strength significantly enhanced.
At this moment, his combat power had increased by at least threefold.
However, Zhou Yan still dared not relax his vigilance. He stomped the ground and leaped into the air. His sword, sharp and unparalleled, flashed like lightning, slicing through the void and striking the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger's neck.
"Crack!"
With a soft sound, the Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger's head was severed from its body. Then, the wolf's carcass fell heavily to the ground.
The Bloodthirsty Demonic Tiger's body crashed onto the ground, accompanied by earth-shattering roars.
"Awooo..."
Just then, Zhou Yan heard a deafening roar. This roar sounded incredibly tragic and was mixed with endless fury.
"This is the howl of wolves..." Zhou Yan frowned.
Zhou Yan looked, and a pack of Bloodthirsty Demonic Wolves rapidly emerged from the dense forest. There were many of them, at least over a dozen, and they all stared at Zhou Yan.
"Damn it, why have these Bloodthirsty Demonic Wolves come here?"
Zhou Yan's expression turned grim. These Bloodthirsty Demonic Wolves usually never ventured into such desolate wilderness. But today, they had swarmed over, indicating that there must be some treasure within this forest that attracted them.
"Heh heh, it seems I've run into a wolf pack."
"Since I've met a wolf pack, then don't blame me for going on a killing spree!"
A hint of excitement appeared in Zhou Yan's eyes. His mood became exhilarated. He hadn't encountered such a scene in a long time, and his eyes were full of anticipation.
He flicked his wrist, and a long sword flew out. His movement technique was as agile as a soaring dragon, and the sword in his hand danced incessantly.
As he executed this martial skill, the Bloodthirsty Demonic Wolves screamed and fell to the ground.
The bodies of these Bloodthirsty Demonic Wolves were covered in blood. Some had their throats pierced by Zhou Yan, with blood gushing from their windpipes.
A terrifying aura emanated from Zhou Yan, a unique aura belonging to wolf-like demonic beasts, imbued with a rich scent of blood.
This scent of blood instilled fear in the pack of Bloodthirsty Demonic Wolves.
The next second, the Bloodthirsty Demonic Wolves turned and fled.
Their figures flashed, disappearing into the jungle.
Zhou Yan panted heavily. This battle had exhausted nearly all his strength. If his cultivation hadn't improved, he would surely have been overwhelmed and defeated by this pack of Bloodthirsty Demonic Wolves.
"It seems this trial mission is more challenging than I anticipated. I must work even harder. In this world of the strong preying on the weak, only by possessing sufficient strength can one survive."