18: Chapter 18 Annihilation of the Heavenly Wolf, Severely Injured

"Who is this person? Daring to slaughter the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group, does he have a death wish?"

"Since when has such a powerful expert come to Cangyun Town?"

The person who arrived was none other than the person in charge of the Darong Auction House, the auctioneer Princess Nian Youyou, whom he had met once before.

A mysterious smile curled upon her red lips; she seemed to have developed a keen interest in the figure in black.

Whew!

Hun Tiandi's slaughter continued. It was initially estimated that the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group had as many as two hundred members. He flipped his hand, took out an energy recovery pill, and swallowed it.

After recovering his Dou Qi and dealing with the small fries, only the three captains remained, whose strength was at the nine-star Dou Practitioner level.

The most dangerous one was the leader of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group, the nine-star Dou Master, Tian Lang.

It was rumored that he was in seclusion, attempting to break through to the Great Dou Master realm, though it was unknown if he had succeeded.

An hour later, all the mercenaries had been slaughtered. Hun Tiandi held a blood-stained longsword, his entire body soaked red with blood, looking like a bloody figure.

His cold eyes surged with icy killing intent.

Hun Tiandi had decided to annihilate the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group tonight; firstly, to avenge Father Yun, and secondly, because his neighbor, Uncle Li's family, had died tragically.

His mother had died when he was born. Father Yun, being a physician, often ventured deep into the mountains to gather herbs and treat patients.

He often went hungry, and it was the help of Uncle Li and Aunt Li—who had no children of their own—that sustained him.

They treated Hun Tiandi like their own son; whenever they had something good to eat, the old couple would save it for him.

Upon learning that the brutal mercenaries had killed Uncle Li's family while searching for his whereabouts...

"Die, and go apologize to Uncle Li's family!"

Hun Tiandi held the cold blade, looked at the drunk man slumped on the ground, clenched his fist until it creaked, and threw a punch filled with rage.

Puchi!

A shattering sound rang out. The man's shiny bald head exploded like a watermelon, spraying red and white stains all over the ground.

Without stopping, he approached the middle-aged man with gray hair. He swung the cold blade, and sword Qi erupted like a tidal wave.

Ah...

Cut in half at the waist, the intense pain woke the sleeping middle-aged man, who let out a howl.

Swish!

Hun Tiandi was quick-witted. He flipped his hand to grip the hilt and threw it violently. The blood-stained longsword spun like a windmill, flying out and piercing the man's forehead.

The wailing ceased.

"It would have been better to die quietly, why wail so much!" Hun Tiandi's tone was chilling, cold to the extreme.

"Such great killing intent!"

On a building in the distance, a trace of gravity appeared on Princess Nian Youyou's enchanting and charming face.

This person had immense killing intent; his strikes were ruthless and merciless.

Hun Tiandi walked to the longsword, pulled it out, held it in his hand, and headed toward the last middle-aged man in the hall, swinging the blade down.

Clang!

Suddenly, a crisp sound of metal clashing echoed in the night. Caught off guard, Hun Tiandi was knocked back by the overwhelming force.

"Who are you, daring to come to the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group to act recklessly!"

The burly middle-aged man had muscles like a Horned Dragon, veins bulging on his arms, and his whole body radiated a savage aura.

"Aren't you looking for me?"

"I've come to your door, and now you're unhappy!"

Hun Tiandi took off the mask on his head, revealing a handsome and delicate face, with fair skin that still held a trace of youth.

"You little beast from the Yun family, it's actually you!"

The burly man's expression changed. He gritted his teeth, his face full of hatred, as many of his subordinate mercenaries had been killed.

"It's actually him!"

In the night in the distance, Princess Nian Youyou watched Hun Tiandi, who had taken off his mask, and the light in her beautiful eyes surged.

Three months ago, Hun Tiandi had purchased some items at the Darong Auction House, and the person who received him was Princess Nian Youyou. At that time, he said he would be leaving for a year or two.

She hadn't expected him to return so soon, and with such formidable strength.

Princess Nian Youyou was filled with a desire to explore the mystery of Hun Tiandi.

"No, that's not right. Our Young Commander took men to hunt you down; how could you have escaped?"

The burly man's eyes widened. Suddenly thinking of something, he asked coldly.

Boom!

"Are you talking about him?" A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Hun Tiandi's mouth. With a wave of his hand, he took a skeleton from his storage ring and tossed it onto the ground.

It made a loud thud. This skeleton had no flesh or blood on its body, but the most terrifying part was the skull, which was completely intact.

The resentful eyes and twisted face gave one a feeling of fear and eeriness.

"Young Commander? How could you have killed the two-star Dou Master, Tian Gang?"

The burly man broke down.

"That's something you'll need to ask your beloved Young Commander Tian Gang yourself after you go down!"

Hun Tiandi said coldly, wasting no more words, and launched a fierce attack.

Dou Qi flowed into his clenched fist, surrounded by a faint blood color, crystalline like a blood diamond. Taking advantage of the middle-aged man's shock, he seized the opportunity to strike.

Carrying sharp energy, he struck out forcefully.

Clang... Clang...

To Hun Tiandi's shock, when his fist hit the man's body, it sounded like an ancient bell in a temple, followed by muffled thunder.

This person had actually trained his physical body to such a realm.

"Humph, little beast, break my defense first!"

The sobered middle-aged man said coldly. He clenched his fists, which were the size of sandbags, and they carried the sound of wind as the air was compressed and distorted.

The two engaged in close-quarters combat, turning into crisscrossing afterimages, the large and small figures erupting with energy.

Tables and chairs in the hall shattered, making thunderous noises. The two fought in a bloody struggle like demonic beasts competing for mating rights.

"Your strength is this strong?"

After a powerful collision, they pulled apart. The burly middle-aged man was shocked. Within the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group, regarding physical strength alone...

Even the leader, Tian Lang, dared not claim to be stronger than him.

This youth's physical body was so strong; thinking of this, he realized that if he could force the youth to reveal the cultivation technique for tempering the body, he would no longer have to live under Tian Lang.

"Kid, hand over your cultivation technique, and I'll spare your life!"

The burly man finally gave in to greed and said sternly.

"Sure, defeat me, and the technique is yours!" Hun Tiandi said straightforwardly.

"You don't know what's good for you! Profound-tier low-grade Dou Technique: Crushing Stone Fist!"

The burly man shouted coldly, his voice deep. Dou Qi flowed into his hands, forming a seal that turned earthy yellow, radiating a heavy sensation.

"Half-Step Crushing Fist!"

Hun Tiandi stopped wasting time. He shifted his feet, stepped forward with his left foot, and lowered his body slightly. This was the first time he had used Dou Qi to execute the Half-Step Crushing Fist.

His back foot exerted force violently, and a vigorous punch force erupted, charging straight at the burly middle-aged man.

Puchi!

Hun Tiandi took the burly man's punch head-on; only by getting this close could he seize the opportunity. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura withered.

"Go to hell!" The burly man looked at the blood-spitting youth, a smile appearing on his dark face.

"Explode!"

Hun Tiandi gave a low shout, and the dark energy that had invaded the man's body exploded. A purple-black fist mark erupted on his chest, bursting out from his back and shattering his clothes.

Blood mixed with organ fragments spilled from his mouth, his wide-open eyes filled with unwillingness.

He fell heavily to the ground, his life force vanishing.

"He's injured?" On the building in the distance, Princess Nian Youyou watched Hun Tiandi with her beautiful eyes, rarely showing a hint of nervousness, as if her whole being were tensed up.

Whew!

Hun Tiandi stood with his sword, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and flipped his hand to take out two energy recovery pills and two healing pills.

He needed to restore his Dou Qi to its peak in the shortest time possible.

With a thought, soul power surged from his sea of consciousness, probing toward the depths of the main hall. In the innermost secret room, his soul power perceived a fierce aura.

"Tian Lang?" Hun Tiandi's heart sank as he perceived that terrifying aura rising rapidly.

With a ruthless heart, he grabbed Tian Gang's skeletal body, held two pounds of medicinal powder in his hand, and walked toward the depths of the main hall.

Creak!

Under the guidance of his soul power, Hun Tiandi quickly found the mechanism. After opening it, he casually tossed the skeleton inside, followed by the medicinal powder.

"Presumptuous!" A low shout like thunder rang out from the secret room. A punch shattered the skeleton, and the medicinal powder diffused and was absorbed into the body.

"Gang-er, who killed you? Father will avenge you!"

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching howl rang out, and he stood up, holding the remains of Tian Gang, who was now only a head.

The violent aura on his body was like a dormant volcano erupting.

Puchi!

He spat out a mouthful of blood heavily. Previously, at the critical moment of breaking through, the skeleton Hun Tiandi had thrown had disturbed his mind, causing his breakthrough to fail and leading to Qi deviation.

His original cultivation of a nine-star Dou Master fell to the seven-star Dou Master realm.

Having inhaled the medicinal powder and been poisoned, the grieving Tian Lang's aura withered.