Chapter 278 – Wolf Howl (2/2)

He lifted his head towards the depths of the plains.

His eyes could not see and his pupils could not focus, so he seemed very cold. Moreover, the bewitchingly strange green had occupied his entire pupil, creating an extremely frightening sight.

Qi Jian was leaning against his shoulder, saw his profile, and subconsciously felt cold and fearful. Qi Jian's body began to tremble.

”Don't be afraid.” Zhexiu said expressionlessly.

As the words fell, a succession of grinding sounds emanated from his body. This was the sound of his bones and muscles grinding and reassembling. Copious coarse wolf hairs sprouted from his cheeks, and his knees once again strangely bent backwards. His teeth gradually grew long and pointed, emerging from his lips......this was his demi-human transformation.

Along with the transformation of his body, his Qi also suddenly changed. A cold and cruel aura pervaded the path in front of him.

The quiet depths of the grass suddenly erupted with noise. This was closely followed by the stamping of feet as well as a haughty and provocative roar.

The monsters of the plains were particularly sensitive to this wolf youth's transformation, and their response was very fast.

After Zhexiu transformed, his pupils turned red, mixing with the Peacock Plume's poison, once again producing a lemon-like yellow.

He could not see a thing, but he calmly aimed his eyes forward, as if he was staring into those monsters' eyes.

A cruel, powerful, and ruthless howl burst forth from his lips, spreading swiftly across the plain.

The chilly wind brushed against the grass, and swathes of grass fell flat, allowing the figures of many monsters to faintly be seen.

Those monsters heard strength and the resolve to fight to the death within that howl. With another set of rustling, they finally scattered.

Qi Jian leaned against Zhexiu's shoulder, somewhat afraid of Zhexiu's current appearance, although Zhexiu had said to not be afraid.

Thus, he wrapped his arms tight around Zhexiu and pressed his face closer. He said to himself, this way I can't see it, so I won't be afraid.

Perhaps because of his actions, or because of those greedy gazes the monsters aimed back as they left, Zhexiu's body grew somewhat stiff. His voice was somewhat unnatural. ”We… have to think of a way to leave, or else the truly powerful monsters, upon hearing my howl, will come over to see.”

Qi Jian assented, thinking to himself, we'll do whatever you say.

The wolf youth's wild howl echoed throughout the Plains of the Unsetting Sun, but it did not leave the plains. This miniature world that was the Garden of Zhou had always had many bizarre and inexplicable places. Just like that phoenix cry that resounded through heaven and earth, not even it had really been transmitted to every nook and cranny of the Garden of Zhou. This was because there were some places that were like a world within a world.

At the end of that river, on the other side of that cold pool under the waterfall was a lake. The lakeshore was another world.

The people within that world did not hear the cry of the phoenix. Liang Xiaoxiao and Zhuang Huanyu were no longer in the forest, but where they had gone was a mystery. Deep under the calm surface of the lake, its depths still seemed to boil. Countless fine bubbles burst forth from between those two wings of light, then swiftly disappeared.

Chen Changsheng had been bound up by the two wings of light of those two beautiful yet frightening women, so naturally he could not hear the phoenix cry. Even if it had arrived at his ear, he would not have let it affect him in the slightest. Because at the moment he was quickly being turned by those two wings of light into a very bright yet lifeless pearl. He was like a mosquito caught in a spider web, about to die at any moment. His heart and soul were all focused on finding a way to live.

Where was his path to live? If there was no way, he would have to use his dagger to cut a way. The problem was that he currently had no strength to grip his dagger, much less cut through those wings of light. Did his way to live lie in that elusive but incomparably real sword intent in the lake? But if he wanted to make the strand of sword intent come to him, how could he do so?

Before he was bound up by those wings of light, he had attempted to ignite the water outside his Ethereal Palace, but it was meaningless. Just like his initial struggles and flips, it seemed rather ridiculous. His throat was being held by the demon beauty, while his body had been restricted by the dignified woman. Those two wings of light gave a desperately frightening pressure, suppressing the last of his true essence and his every movement. He could not even move a finger, nor even blink his eyes. He could only feel the chilly water brush against his eyes. It was not a good feeling. These two women, uniting their bodies, finally displayed their terrifying strength and cultivation. His Qi grew increasingly feeble; his mind grew increasingly dim. As he saw the two faces of those women illuminated by the light of the wings, he felt them to be extremely sinister. He thought to himself, is this what the god of death looks like?

At that moment, he who had even his true essence suppressed by those two wings of light could only move his spiritual sense. Before the moment of death, Chen Changsheng would never surrender. Of course, he would try to use his spiritual sense to escape, but the problem lay in the fact that he had not cultivated to that masterly realm where he could kill with his mind. No matter how calm and steady his spiritual sense was, he still could not use it in battle.

What could his spiritual sense do? Before he had clearly thought about this, his spiritual sense had already rested on his dagger.

Noiselessly, several boxes appeared in that world that had been created by those two wings of light.