303: Death of the old patriarch

Xu Sanyan weighed how he could maximize his own interests.

At this moment, the battle on the mountain path had entered a fierce stage. The Middle-aged Woman entered the battlefield, slaughtering members of the Bear Clan. Bear Mountain watched with urgency in his heart; these clansmen were the backbone of the Bear Clan, and losing even one pained him.

"Ah!"

Bear Mountain's eyes were bloodshot, and he fell into a frenzy. His fists, like iron hammers, struck down heavily. He ignored the Seven-Headed Dog attacking him from the side, focusing solely on attacking the Old Clan Leader.

He wanted to trade injuries for a kill and break the stalemate quickly!

A strong gust of wind swept by, scattering the Old Clan Leader's disheveled hair, revealing her aged face. Her cloudy eyes were filled with determination, devoid of any fear.

She was not afraid of death; she only feared dying without value.

The Old Clan Leader crossed her arms, taking the full force of the punch.

With a "crack," her arms instantly bent at an unnatural angle. At the same time, her frail body visibly trembled, and blood immediately spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"What are you waiting for!" the Old Clan Leader sharply rebuked. She was about to collapse.

Xu Sanyan, hidden in the shadows, knew it was his turn to act. The timing was perfect. With a thought, three sharp spikes condensed in the Void Realm—it was the Lu Family Refining Spirit Strength.

The moment the Divine Soul spikes condensed, Xu Sanyan's face turned pale. The massive consumption of Soul Power caused him a splitting headache, and his heart pounded wildly. But to ensure a single, decisive strike, he paid no mind to the cost.

"Go!"

Xu Sanyan roared, and three streaks of light shot through the Void Realm, heading straight for Bear Mountain's head.

At this moment, Bear Mountain's eyes were bloodshot. His iron fist was re-charging, raised high, ready to strike down.

If this punch landed, the Old Clan Leader would have no chance of defending; she was already at the end of her rope.

Whoosh—

The Divine Soul spikes instantly pierced Bear Mountain's skull. His previously raised fist now clutched his head, and an earth-shattering scream echoed through the mountain range.

"Ah~!!!"

Two streaks of blood flowed from Bear Mountain's eye sockets, tracing down his nose. His bloodshot pupils seemed on the verge of bursting. He could only forcefully pound his head, seemingly trying to alleviate the intense pain in this way.

Xu Sanyan's face was deathly pale, drenched in cold sweat. He leaned against a tree trunk, panting heavily.

He had consumed eighty percent of his Divine Soul power. A sharp stinging sensation in his mind seemed to warn him that if he continued to use Divine Soul power, he might die first.

The Old Clan Leader's arms hung limp at her sides. Her broken arms were utterly useless, and her feet were stuck in the earth, too weak to pull them out.

In front of her, Bear Mountain's screams grew fainter. Blood oozed from his nostrils and mouth, staining the animal hide on his chest crimson.

His eyes were hollow and vacant as he stared at the sky, his chest still faintly rising and falling. Despite taking Xu Sanyan's full-force attack, he had not immediately died.

However, he was clearly taking in more Qi than he was expelling. Regardless, Xu Sanyan was a Soul Refinement Realm expert with abundant Divine Soul power, far beyond what Bear Mountain could compare to.

Bear Mountain's screams drew everyone's attention. They didn't understand what had happened.

Just a moment ago, Bear Mountain was overpowering the Old Clan Leader, seemingly on the verge of victory, but then he suddenly screamed, followed by blood flowing from his seven orifices, collapsing and appearing on the verge of death.

The suddenness of the situation left everyone stunned.

With Bear Mountain dead, the battle would have no more variables; the Bear Clan was destined to lose.

"Kill!"

The Middle-aged Woman was the first to react. She swung her fists and charged back into the fray, intending to resolve the battle quickly while morale was high.

The Seven-Headed Dog firmly protected the Old Clan Leader, not allowing any enemy to approach.

Xu Sanyan's eyes were tightly closed. The stinging pain in his head left him unable to focus on anything else; he just wanted to sleep soundly.

Suddenly, Xun An Cai's anxious voice came to his ears, "Are you alright?"

Xun An Cai looked at Xu Sanyan's pale face and lovingly embraced him. Her exaggerated chest muscles almost suffocated him.

"Take me home."

Xu Sanyan gritted his teeth, forcing out a few words. With each word, he felt his nerves violently twitching, as if a large hand was stirring inside his brain.

"Okay."

Xun An Cai glanced at the battlefield. The situation was now settled, and her absence wouldn't matter. So, she picked up Xu Sanyan and walked down the mountain.

Halfway down, Xu Sanyan fell asleep in her arms, his brows still tightly furrowed even in slumber.

On the other side,

More than half of the Bear Clan members were dead or injured. The remaining ones stopped resisting and knelt in surrender.

The Middle-aged Woman helped the Old Clan Leader up and asked with concern, "Clan Chief, how are you?"

"Cough, cough..." The Old Clan Leader coughed lightly, spitting out blood foam. "I'm fine, help me back."

"Understood." The Middle-aged Woman turned to the Bear Clan captives and asked, "Clan Chief, what should we do with them?"

"Tie them up for now. Later, you take some people to the Bear Clan. Be quick, bring the items back before the Snake Clan reacts."

"Understood."

The Middle-aged Woman knew what the Old Clan Leader meant by 'items': the earth vein stone and Bear God's essence blood stored by the Bear Clan.

With these two items, the Dog Clan would be able to nurture several more experts who had undergone four, or even five, blessings.

Now that Bear Mountain, the Bear Clan Chief, was dead, and a large number of the Bear Clan's core forces were lost here, the clan would surely be empty. It was the perfect time to sound the horn of counterattack.

The Middle-aged Woman escorted the Old Clan Leader back to the cave, then quickly handled everything, taking people towards the Bear Clan.

Xun An Cai also went with them.

...

When Xu Sanyan opened his eyes again, it was already broad daylight.

Xun An Cai was sleeping soundly beside him, her chest tightly bound with animal hide, a trace of blood seeping through.

Xu Sanyan rubbed his temples. The needle-like pain had significantly eased. Although there were still some after-effects, it no longer affected his movements.

He looked at the dirty animal hide on Xun An Cai's body and frowned slightly. He lifted the hem of his robe, tore off a piece, and gently untied the animal hide from her chest, revealing two fleshy mounds.

Xun An Cai immediately woke up, looked around warily, then, realizing it was him, relaxed and closed her eyes to go back to sleep.

Xu Sanyan looked at the wound on her chest, just below her right breast. It looked like something had cut it, a long, narrow gash deep enough to show bone, extremely gruesome.

But Xun An Cai seemed to be used to it, not even letting it disturb her sleep.

If that wound had been just a little higher, her precious 'treasures' would have suffered.

Xu Sanyan rebound her. Xun An Cai didn't react at all, indicating she was truly exhausted.

After he used the Lu Family Refining Spirit Strength yesterday, he had fallen unconscious and didn't know what happened afterward. But seeing the wound on Xun An Cai's body, something else must have occurred.

Xu Sanyan stretched his body slightly and walked up the mountain. He wanted to check on the Old Clan Leader and confirm the time for the third blessing.

Passing by yesterday's battlefield, traces of the aftermath still remained: large areas of fallen trees, bloodstains on the ground—all proving the ferocity of yesterday's battle.

Xu Sanyan walked up the mountain. As soon as he reached the cave entrance, his expression froze. He saw the Middle-aged Woman carrying the Old Clan Leader out of the cave.

At this moment, the Old Clan Leader had stopped breathing.