77: Fall of the Howling Moon Wolf

Tien Peng was an ancient, rare species of pig.

Legend has it, he resided in the Nine Heavens’ Silver River.

He stood in the center of the Silver River, unmoving by the thousands of tons of sediment washing over him.

When his Bloodline was activated, his body would grow with the wind.

His defense, stamina, and endurance would greatly increase.

He was comparable to a miniaturized Divine Ability of Heaven and Earth.

He was truly formidable.

Zhu Gang Lie fiercely slew two demon peers, immediately scaring a group of minor demons into retreating and fleeing for their lives.

“Haha, two excellent pieces of meat, in my hands!”

Zhu Gang Lie stepped forward, pulled out a verdant snake gall from the green snake’s body, which was enveloped in dense black Qi, and swallowed it in one gulp.

In a few breaths, the grayness on his face dissipated.

The poison was neutralized.

Immediately after, with an arm thicker than a bucket, he grabbed the two demon corpses, swung them onto his shoulders, and strolled down the mountain.

Completely disregarding the dumbfounded stares of the other demons, he swaggered away.

“This fellow is extremely fierce…”

“That talent of suddenly swelling in size, it’s quite similar to the rumored Tien Peng secret art… Could it be that this Zhu Gang Lie possesses a trace of Tien Peng’s Bloodline?”

“Hard to say… However, this time, the Moon Laurel Fruit will probably be his for the taking.”

Many demon generals felt intense jealousy rise in their hearts.

The Moon Laurel Fruit was extremely precious.

For demons whose cultivation had reached the Peak of the Foundation Building Realm, consuming it offered a certain chance of achieving a Breakthrough to the True Core.

Once one entered the True Core, they would become a patriarch, a great demon of a region.

They would either occupy a demon mountain or pledge allegiance to a Profound Cave Demon King, becoming his honored guest.

What a joyful life.

Soon, as Zhu Gang Lie successively killed two demon leaders, the other major leaders and demon generals all entered the fray.

In just one month, Wang Yue Cliff became a place of great danger.

A dense bloody Qi ascended the mountain, covering it in a layer of blood mist.

Who knows how many demon soldiers and demon generals were buried here.

As the mountain wind blew, one could faintly hear the painful wails of demon souls.

The only benefit was that the ripening speed of the Qilan Moon Laurel Fruit greatly increased.

The day of its complete ripening and harvest was not far off.

As the day drew nearer, the intensity of the fighting between the two sides actually began to subside.

But everyone knew.

This was merely a superficial calm.

Beneath the surface, undercurrents surged.

No one could guarantee whether a True Core great demon would personally join the next battle.

Howling Moon Cave.

“This feathered bird is truly despicable!

In just one month, I’ve lost five demon generals under my command.”

Crack—

Xiao Yue Lang, with a wolf head and silver armor, angrily slammed down his wine bowl, splashing wine everywhere.

“Your Majesty, don’t be angry…”

A sweet voice came from the stone bed.

Following the sound, a Jade Faced Fox Lady lay on the stone bed, her figure extremely enchanting, reclining on her side, smoking a two-foot-long, jet-black dry pipe.

As she puffed out clouds of pink mist, it stirred Xiao Yue Lang’s heart.

“My beloved concubine…”

Xiao Yue Lang was about to move closer, but Yu Mian Hu Niang turned away, avoiding him.

“It’s true that Your Majesty lost five demon generals.

But that Human-faced Night Owl suffered even greater losses.

Nine Foundation Building Realm leaders alone died.

Half of them died at Zhu Gang Lie’s hands.

This time, the Moon Laurel Fruit will likely have to be shared with him…”

Yu Mian Hu Niang teased.

Hearing this, Xiao Yue Lang’s face darkened.

Zhu Gang Lie possessed the Tien Peng Bloodline; how could he, with his discernment, not see it?

If he obtained the Moon Laurel Fruit and broke through to True Core, wouldn’t he be lording over him?

“Hmph…”

Xiao Yue Lang snorted, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: “Don’t worry, Zhu Gang Lie will definitely not achieve a Breakthrough to True Core…”

Any demon that threatened his rule would become his blood and food.

‘A pig demon with Tien Peng Bloodline, his meat must be especially chewy…’

Suddenly, the Immortal Cave shook violently, and sand and rocks fell.

Outside, the faint roars of fierce birds could be heard.

“Damn it, this feathered bird is too much of a bully!

Children, follow me out and meet this fellow.”

“Yes!”

Xiao Yue Lang took down the thousand-jin wolf-tooth club hanging on the wall and rushed out of the Immortal Cave.

From afar, he saw a giant, jet-black fierce bird descending from the sky.

Its talons were like an eagle’s, its black feathers like vajra, yet it had a human face.

It was truly bizarre.

“Feathered bird, you attacked my Immortal Cave, breaking the rules. Are you looking for death?”

Xiao Yue Lang roared angrily.

“Stumpy Wolf, it was clearly you who indulged your subordinates, wantonly slaughtering my demon soldiers, and now you dare to make false accusations.”

Originally, the two demons had an unspoken understanding.

Their subordinates could fight to the death, but within certain limits.

After all, while the Moon Laurel Fruit was good and could enhance demon power, greatly benefiting a Breakthrough to True Core.

It ripened every hundred years, so it wasn’t rare.

Moreover, both of them had already achieved a Breakthrough to True Core.

At most, it would only increase their demon power.

It had no effect whatsoever on breaking through the True Core Bottleneck.

Who knew that Yuan Lian Avatar would stir up trouble in their midst, igniting their tempers beyond control.

Now, the two great True Core demons were finally clashing head-on.

“Feathered bird, your subordinates are all trash!

They deserved to die!”

“You’re asking for death!”

In an instant, the two great True Core demons fought in a frenzy.

Xiao Yue Lang wielded his silver-white wolf-tooth club with immense force, creating whistling sounds as it cut through the air.

It was infused with an unknown amount of refined yuan magnetic profound evil.

One strike would deliver at least tens of thousands of jin of force.

Although the rings embedded in the Human-faced Night Owl’s sharp talons were keen, they were still inferior.

Faint cracks began to appear.

In terms of strength, Xiao Yue Lang clearly had the upper hand.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The rings on the Human-faced Night Owl’s talons shattered, and he took a blow to the body, scattering his steel-like iron feathers across the ground.

“Haha, exhilarating!

I haven’t felt this exhilarated in hundreds of years!”

Xiao Yue Lang laughed heartily.

Suddenly, he felt a throbbing pain in his lungs, the black Qi dissipated, and his physical strength rapidly drained away.

“This… how could this be?”

Xiao Yue Lang’s face paled in shock.

In his mind, he suddenly recalled the smoke Yu Mian Hu Niang had exhaled.

‘Inside that… Moon-Transforming Grass… This venomous woman…’

Moon-Transforming Grass was a special spirit plant.

Upon consumption, it could cause the Xiao Yue Lang clan to undergo their moon sacrifice early.

During the moon sacrifice, their Bloodline would revert to their ancestors, and its concentration would increase, but their demon power would sharply decline.

One could say this was the Xiao Yue Lang clan’s vital weakness.

Beside the bluestone of the Immortal Cave, Yu Mian Hu Niang’s desolate sneer flashed.

The sudden turn of events immediately filled the Human-faced Night Owl with joy.

His figure darted, moving as fast as lightning.

His sharp talons were even more like ghosts.

Three breaths later, Xiao Yue Lang had deep, bone-visible claw marks on his body.

“Haha, Xiao Yue Lang, today is your day of death!”

Screech—

The Human-faced Night Owl raised his hand and let out a fierce cry, an ear-piercing sound wave emanating from his throat.

It was his innate secret art—Night Fright Divine.

For those with weak wills who heard it, one sound could sever three souls.

Immediately, Xiao Yue Lang’s pupils constricted, and his mind went blank.

His trembling wolf fur sensed the rapidly approaching danger.

His remaining rationality made him bite his tongue, spitting out a stream of vital blood.

His body suddenly swelled, and a phantom of a bright moon rose around him.

Woosh—

A wolf howl broke the seal.

A jet-black streak of light shot out.

Xiao Yue Lang fled to the sky.

Just as the Human-faced Night Owl was about to pursue.

From afar, Yu Mian Hu Niang’s delicate shout came: “Lads, follow your Ancestor Grandma and fight!

Avenge His Majesty!”

The Human-faced Night Owl’s face immediately turned ashen, and he couldn’t help but guess the trickery involved.

However, he was in a difficult situation and could only hastily engage in battle.

A moment later, he transformed into a black demonic wind and departed.

A mountain range.

Pfft—

Xiao Yue Lang could no longer suppress his injuries, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale.

This battle would require at least twenty years to recover from.

“Bitch! This grudge… Pfft…”

Another mouthful of fresh blood gushed out.

Suddenly, a wolf demon appeared before his eyes, revealing a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Just as Xiao Yue Lang was fuming, he saw a faint, ethereal glow attack him.

It was as if the entire world would lose its color because of it.

Thump—

Xiao Yue Lang fell straight down, his face still showing shock.

His Divine Soul, however, had already been annihilated.

“This Xiao Yue Lang’s abilities are quite impressive; it even made me use a Five Elements Heaven Evasion Divine Light to catch up…”

Yuan Lian Avatar’s lips curved into a smile.