Chapter 37 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After getting to the shore and seeing Wutian leaving, the Mud Beast stuck out its head and looked at him, drooling, basically telling him, “Did you forget our deal? Where is my food?”

Wutian shook his head and threw the half corpse of the Fire Scorpion to it. The Mud Beast’s eyes lit up and roared excitedly for a few times before taking the corpse and disappearing back into the wetland.

“Wutian, probably I should call you Son of Heaven now. You have got to look after me from now on, my brother!” Han Tian pouted, looking enigmatic.

“Caw, caw!”

Little Tian jumped onto his shoulder. Its skin glinted like Mithril while it gritted its silverish steel teeth as if it was going to eat him alive.

Wutian chuckled. “Let’s go. If we found any treasure again, it is going to be yours. I’m not going to fight with you.”

Only then Little Tian calmed down, waving its claws, basically meaning a promise was a promise, and he must not lie to it again; otherwise, it would have his guts for garters.

The three mocked each other as they headed toward the valley of the demonic wolves. That way was the only exit to the outside world.

A few hours later, the place was still in destruction, not much changed. There was still a smell of tragedy in the air as if telling of the brutal battle happening here not long ago. The bubbling lava was still eroding the hillsides in the surrounding. This place was getting bigger and bigger.

“I will surely visit the mountain peak next time,” said Han Tian.

The three of them left the place and entered the valley of the demonic wolves. The wolf pack was staring at them menacingly, but they all stepped aside and did not attack them. They were not stupid. After the earlier battle, they knew that these three guys were no slouch. They had better not provoke them.

“In this day and age, one must have a powerful backing to deter everything else and do whatever one likes!”

What a night it had been. It felt like a dream. Han Tian was talented, and a direct disciple of the Yan Clan Master. He was rebellious and carefree, never putting effort into cultivation. But at this moment, he understood the importance of strength. He planned in his mind that after this mission was over; he was going to practice cultivation closed-door.

The three were light on their feet. In just a while, they had come to the earlier mound. Now, looking back, they felt a bit emotional.

“Let go. The Zhaos have probably swung into action. We need to go back as quickly as we can.” Wutian was worried about Shishi. He faded into a bolt of lightning and disappeared as he lunged forward.

After attaining the Ninety-nine Ultimate Realm, his speed had also increased multiple folds. Compared to the Thundergale Panther, he was still a tad quicker. He could travel a hundred feet in a matter of a breath.

With the help of the Power of Wind, Han Tian was no slouch either. He shot forward like an arrow and quickly caught up with Wutian.

They inevitably bumped into some demonic beasts that attacked them, but they were quickly smashed by Wutian with flesh and blood splattering all over the place.

A giant rock as large as a hill was standing in the way. Wutian struck out his right hand, and the rock shattered with a boom.

An ancient tree towering into the clouds, with its trunk so large that even the three of them combined could not completely wrap around, blocked their way. Wutian struck out his palm, and the tree trunk shattered. It fell and crashed down on many other trees.

In the Ninety-nine Ultimate Realm, each strike of his hand could easily produce a ten of thousands of pounds of force. He was as if a primordial bull, nothing could stand in his way. He was unstoppable.

In less than an hour, the three had completed half the journey.

“Pervert….” Han Tian babbled.

Something pierced through the air from all directions. The three frowned and were displeased. They dodged and their reactions were not slow at all.

Glinting arrows traveled at high speed, piercing through the trunk of an ancient tree, and disappeared into the forest.

“Come out and show your face!” Han Tian shouted in anger. He flipped aside as an arrow missed him by just a bit and hit the giant black rock behind him. Sparks flying from the impact. The rock broke apart and its shrapnel hit a few giant trees and cut them in half.

There was no response, but only more arrows. They were powerful and quick. Trees fell and debris from the bushes flew around.

“Heck!” Wutian hissed. He extended his left hand and caught a few arrows by the heads. The arrowheads were made of black iron, as thin as the wing of the cicada but strong and sharp. They were crushed into powder in his hand with little effort.

“What?” A surprised voice came from a deeper part of the forest.

Just then, Han Tian pointed with his finger and a golden light burst out, cutting a few arrows in half. The surface of the cut was smooth as a mirror. The powerful golden light shot out like a bolt of lightning, and then a voice cried out in agony.

“Shoot! These three guys were full-blooded. They make great tonics.” It was an extremely grim voice.

As soon as the voice trailed off, arrows pierced through the air as if meteorites rained down from the sky.

If it were other people in such a situation, they would have surely been killed on the spot. But it was Wutian and his mates they were talking about here.

“You have got a serious death wish!” Han Tian was furious not because he was ambushed, but because he was being belittled. How could the person expect to kill him with just a few arrows? That person must be kidding.

With the three of them at the center, the Power of Metal burst out of his body and spread out like a tsunami in all directions, sweeping everything down in its path.