A few minutes later, after Wu Tao had swiftly stowed all the valuable items into his storage bag, he was about to leave.
Suddenly...
A fierce gust of wind erupted from the forests of the circular mountain range, kicking up sand and stones. Small plants were uprooted and swept into the air by the gale.
Wu Tao’s pupils constricted. He muttered, "What kind of strange wind is this? It came out of nowhere."
"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"
Terrifying roars pierced the sky. Judging by the sound, these beasts were now within five to six hundred meters of Wu Tao.
Bad. This was the worst-case scenario: encountering a beast horde, specifically a bloodthirsty, ferocious, and merciless pack of wolf-demons.
Seeing the imminent danger, there was only one option: "Run!"
Wu Tao circulated his spiritual energy with all his might. With a series of swift movements, he darted forward like a leopard, aiming to evade the troublesome wolf-demon pack.
However, at that very moment, a pained cry echoed from not too far away! Yes, it was a wolf-demon's cry! Wu Tao's heart skipped a beat. Had the wolf pack encountered some enemy?
But who would dare to snatch a meal from the mouths of the rulers of the circular mountain range?
Driven by intense curiosity and a sliver of hope for an easy gain, Wu Tao changed his mind. He cautiously began to stealthily approach the direction of the wolf pack.
...
Indeed, about five hundred meters away, as Wu Tao had guessed, he spotted the wolf pack.
However, when Wu Tao saw a familiar figure among the wolves, his eyes gleamed, and he decided to alter his original plan and offer assistance!
It was a young man in ancient purple attire, wielding a top-grade spear artifact that glinted coldly. He stood proudly amidst the wolf pack, exuding an aura of heroic valor and unmatched dominance!
Within a three-hundred-meter radius around him, the ground was stained with the blood of the wolf demons. The pack was clearly intimidated by the youth in purple, hesitating to charge forward.
However, the young man was not unscathed. His left shoulder and chest bore dozens of deep gashes, some two to three feet long, inflicted by the wolves.
...
The youth in the purple robe had two or three shocking wounds on his chest and left arm. Crimson blood continuously flowed from these deep gashes, staining his robe.
He had a few other minor injuries, but they were insignificant compared to the two or three horrifying wounds.
The water-buffalo-sized demon wolves and the young man in ancient purple stood in a tense standoff, neither daring to make a move. The situation around them had reached a stalemate.
The demon wolves had long, strong bodies. Instead of fur, their skin was covered in black scales. Their tails were long and scorpion-like, with a venomous stinger at the tip that shimmered with a gray light, clearly laced with a deadly poison. A sting from it meant almost certain death.
Seeing this, Wu Tao muttered four words under his breath, "Long Ao Potian... this fellow... is incredibly powerful!"
Long Ao Potian, a cultivator of both body and spirit, ranked within the top 150 in combat power among the tens of thousands of disciples at the Taiyi Immortal Sect. His strength was no less than Wu Tao's.
While a small group of Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolves might not have been able to defeat Long Ao Potian, the current situation involved a large pack.
Approximately thirty-odd Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolves remained alive, bringing the total to around forty when including those already slain.
Other clues were too far away for Wu Tao to discern clearly.
...
Just as the tension reached its peak, with the possibility of renewed combat imminent, Long Ao Potian made the first move. His top-grade artifact, the "Phoenix Dance Silver Spear," was held perfectly straight.
The spear strike was steady and swift, flashing like a silver streak of light. Combined with the formidable power inherent in his dual cultivation, it unleashed a terrifying offensive force.
With a "shing" sound, a Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolf, three meters in front of Long Ao Potian, was instantly impaled through the skull by the Phoenix Dance Silver Spear. The poor creature didn't even let out a whimper before being instantly killed!
After dispatching the wolf demon with a single strike, Long Ao Potian didn't pause. He swung the "Phoenix Dance Silver Spear," unleashing a dazzling spray of silver light that kept the Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolves from advancing.
Seeing this, Long Ao Potian let out a cold snort. He swiftly spun his spear, and like lightning, it plunged into the head of a Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolf about two meters away, which was preparing to launch a sneak attack. Another instant kill!
Damn! His Blood Phoenix Body Refinement Triple Secret Art has reached peak perfection! While awed by Long Ao Potian's power, Wu Tao also felt a surge of combat spirit, wishing he could have a full-fledged battle with him right now.
However, with his keen spiritual sense, Wu Tao felt something was amiss. Given the cunning and intelligence of the Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolves, they wouldn't surrender so easily or be wiped out by Long Ao Potian without a fight.
Indeed, after Long Ao Potian slew the third Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolf, the spear in his hand, the Phoenix Dance Silver Spear, visibly faltered. The closest Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolf seized the opportunity, its eyes flashing with ferocity. It raised its scorpion tail high, preparing to strike!
Seeing this, Wu Tao instinctively drew the Golden Python Bow from his storage bag. Drawing the arrow, nocking it, and aiming were all accomplished in an instant.
A golden arrow on the bowstring of the Golden Python Bow locked onto the attacking Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolf.
Just as the wolf was about to strike, a golden arrow shot out from Wu Tao's Golden Python Bow!
If Wu Tao's previous arrows were like swift meteors, this one was as fast as lightning, an absolutely lethal strike!
"Puff!" An arrow pierced its skull. The lightning-fast speed, coupled with immense momentum, drove the arrow straight through the wolf's head!
A terrifying arrow!
Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolves were naturally suspicious and highly vigilant of unknown dangers.
As expected, the moment the suddenly killed Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolf fell to the ground, a strong commotion erupted within the pack. Moments later, the wolves, seemingly with human-like intelligence, considered the dire situation and fled the scene with incredible speed.
"Clang!"
As the demon wolf pack retreated, Long Ao Potian glanced at the corpse of the fallen Scorpion-tailed Demon Wolf, then turned his gaze towards Wu Tao, who stood a hundred meters away.
...
Seeing that Wu Tao had helped him, but offered no words of thanks, Long Ao Potian coolly planted the Phoenix Dance Silver Spear into the ground and sat down to begin healing.
"Huu!..."
Seeing Long Ao Potian's aloofness, Wu Tao could only manage a wry smile. He then quietly stood guard around him, acting as a protector.
A short while later, a faint silver light enveloped Long Ao Potian's body. Wu Tao could feel the ambient spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushing towards Long Ao Potian at an astonishing rate!
It was even faster than when Wu Tao circulated his "Dragon-Tiger Nine Transformations Art"! This remarkable phenomenon caused Wu Tao's brow to furrow slightly.
After a moment, the deep, bone-revealing wounds on the young man's left arm and chest began to heal at a visible pace...
Damn! Even though it was a dual cultivation technique, the Blood Phoenix Body Refinement Triple Secret Art had such powerful regenerative abilities, Wu Tao murmured to himself.
About fifteen minutes later, Wu Tao suddenly felt all the ambient spiritual energy in the heavens and earth contract sharply, and then expand violently like a raging tide. Wu Tao felt as if he were caught in a surging tsunami.
"Huu!"
Long Ao Potian let out a long cry and sprang up, cursing, "Damn it! Wu Tao, if your arrow had been just a little bit higher, it would have hit my incredibly handsome face! I don't care, you owe me three thousand Ling Shi for mental distress, or else I'm not done with you."
Wu Tao was stunned for a moment, and then sweat poured down his face.
...
Looking at Long Ao Potian's strikingly handsome yet cold demeanor, and his significantly taller stature than ordinary people, coupled with his unexpectedly unseemly behavior, Wu Tao felt a chill.
Subconsciously, Wu Tao retorted, "You scoundrel, what part of you is worth three thousand Ling Shi? You're shameless!"
"I'm not worth three thousand Ling Shi? I'm shamelessly? Oh heavens, you've really hurt my self-esteem..."
"I, the renowned, invincible in battle, charmer of thousands of maidens, the legendary comforter of masters' wives at night, the killer of junior sisters, the object of desire for senior sisters, the dream lover of young girls—the most handsome man in the world, Long Ao Potian, at your service! Hahaha..."
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