Chapter 1750: Chapter 1750
Chapter 1750: Chapter 1750: Fire Python Whip
The Spirit Beasts able to survive in the Death Wasteland are none weaker than those in the Thunder Tribulation Realm.
Therefore, upon seeing the Purple Mane Wolves appearing around the withered forest, Lie Yao knew an intense battle was inevitable.
This pack of Purple Mane Wolves numbered about forty or fifty, and among them, the leading wolf was a middle-aged Purple Mane Wolf equivalent to a human Thunder Tribulation Second-Level expert, while the others were all at the First Level.
Lie Yao had no confidence in escaping these ferocious Spirit Beasts unharmed, and if luck didn’t favor him, he might even lose his life here.
Thinking of Fang Bai, who had led him into the Death Wasteland, Lie Yao couldn’t help but curse aloud.
A streak of purple light flashed, as a Purple Mane Wolf opened its mouth to spew a bolt of lightning, launching an attack on this human expert who dared to intrude into the Wolf Clan’s territory.
Lie Yao swiftly darted several feet away, just narrowly avoiding the strike. The withered tree where he had been standing was severed at the waist by the purple light, emitting wisps of white smoke.
Facing the Purple Mane Wolf’s attack, Lie Yao didn’t dare fight back.
If he retaliated, it would undoubtedly provoke the wolves’ ferocity, causing the whole pack to swarm and attack him.
He spotted a gap between the wolves, quickly darting toward it, trying to break through the encirclement.
Among Spirit Beasts, the Wolf Clan was not only extremely cunning but also incredibly intelligent. As soon as Lie Yao moved, they knew what this human expert intended to do.
Another Purple Mane Wolf blocked Lie Yao’s path, spitting out lightning and forcing him back.
Lie Yao charged left and right but was unable to find a breakthrough in the wolf pack to escape.
“These damn Purple Mane Wolves, they’re deliberately toying with me, wearing down my Spiritual Energy!”
Seeing the mocking glint in the anthropomorphic eyes of the Purple Mane Wolves, Lie Yao couldn’t help but become angry.
He swung his serpent staff fiercely around him, sending scorching flames in all directions, instantly igniting countless weeds and withered trees.
In an instant, an area of several miles centered on Lie Yao was engulfed in a sea of flames.
Most Spirit Beasts feared fire. Seeing the flames erupt, the Purple Mane Wolves retreated, maintaining their encirclement while closely watching Lie Yao.
Lie Yao repeatedly attempted to ride a Spiritual Artifact to fly away from the Death Wasteland, but the sky here was extraordinarily peculiar, as if an invisible Qi Shield tightly enveloped this vast wasteland, making it impossible to fly away from the ground.
Which meant that if Lie Yao wanted to escape, he could only make a break from the land, which made it easy to lose his way, presenting a troublesome problem.
Fang Bai concealed his aura, blending into the surrounding darkness, hiding behind a large tree in the distance,
quietly watching Lie Yao battle the Purple Mane Wolves, his gaze indifferent.
After using the Houyi Bow to shoot and kill Lie Shijie, the son of Lie Yao, Fang Bai had no intention of sparing Lie Yao.
If the Fire Cloud Sect could completely annihilate the Wind Blade Sect, and he could also kill Lie Yao father and son, the Demon Flame Sect behind them wouldn’t find out for a while, thus saving a major trouble.
By the time the Demon Flame Sect learned he was the one who had killed the Lie family, he would have already left Red Maple City, and in the vast Three Thousand Worlds, where would the Demon Flame Sect search for him?
However, Lie Yao was after all a Thunder Tribulation Fourth-Level expert; it wasn’t easy for Fang Bai to kill him.
For now, the strategy was to wait for the Purple Mane Wolves to exhaust Lie Yao’s Spiritual Energy as much as possible, then deliver a fatal blow when he was utterly spent.
Fang Bai was like a masterful assassin, silently lurking in the shadows, waiting for the moment Lie Yao revealed a flaw.
Two hours later, the weeds and withered trees around Lie Yao were almost burnt out, the flames gradually diminishing. The dozens of Purple Mane Wolves pounced on Lie Yao once more.
With the cover of vegetation gone, Lie Yao was exposed to the onslaught of dozens of Purple Mane Wolves, falling into a perilous situation.
“Damn beasts, do you think you can easily provoke me, Lie Yao? I’ll show you my real power!”
In his fierce battle, Lie Yao successfully killed several Thunder Tribulation First-Level Purple Mane Wolves, but he also started becoming injured, with his clothes and hair in disarray, looking rather pathetic.
Lie Yao knew that if he didn’t unleash his ultimate means, he might fall here. In a rage, he roared out loud, and with a grasp in the air, his hand held a red whip about an arm’s thickness and over a yard long.
The body of the red whip burned with fierce flames. As it swung, it looked like a Fire Python, its momentum intimidating.
“Fire Python Whip, Royal Grade Superior Spiritual Artifact!”
Fang Bai recognized it at a glance, having seen a similar whip in his previous life, knowing this whip was a type of Fire Spirit Weapon, its attacks unpredictable and immensely powerful.
It’s uncertain what kind of opportunity or encounter Lie Yao had, but he managed to obtain such a treasure.
With the Fire Python Whip in hand, Lie Yao’s combat strength doubled. With the whip striking left and coiling right, any part wrapped by the whip would immediately be incinerated by the surrounding flames, inflicting injuries or causing severe damage leading to demise.
The Fire Python Whip whipped a flower pattern in mid-air, making a crisp, resounding sound before wrapping around the left leg of a Purple Mane Wolf.
Immediately, with a “boom,” the section of the whip wrapping the Purple Mane Wolf’s left leg erupted into intense flames, rapidly increasing in temperature, severing the left leg of the Purple Mane Wolf.
Although the Purple Mane Wolf had a body far tougher than steel, as long as it touched the Fire Python Whip, it would suffer unrepairable wounds.
The tremendous power of the Royal Grade Superior Spiritual Artifact was evident.
Lie Yao wielded the Fire Python Whip, fervently lashing at the surrounding Purple Mane Wolf pack, the sound of the whip snapping echoing constantly.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Purple Mane Wolves fell, and the others bore injuries.
The lead wolf, seeing the situation turning unfavorable, howled once, tucked its tail, and fled.
The other dozens of Purple Mane Wolves, seeing this, scattered in all directions to escape.
In the blink of an eye, the dozens of fierce Purple Mane Wolves had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the corpses of a dozen or so Purple Mane Wolves on the scene. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelꜰire.net
With his strength alone, Lie Yao slew more than ten Purple Mane Wolves and repelled dozens more, his victory triumphant, causing him to laugh loudly with pride.
But just as his laughter started, it abruptly ceased.
Because he sensed four Martial Artist Auras and four Spiritual Artifacts’ pressures surging from all directions, enveloping him.
The four Martial Artist Auras were not strong, coming from four Thunder Tribulation First-Level experts.
But the pressure from the four Spiritual Artifacts made Lie Yao feel a strong sense of crisis.
Lie Yao looked around, Divine Sense spreading, spotting four figures wielding Spiritual Artifacts closing in on him from a hundred meters away.
With Lie Yao’s eyesight, he couldn’t penetrate the murky night fog, unable to discern the features of the figures.
“Sneaky… You all go die!”
The four figures harbored killing intent, obviously enemies not friends, and Lie Yao saw no point in conversing with them. He swung the Fire Python Whip, its length exploding, tearing through the mist, striking toward one of the figures.
The Fire Python Whip hit like it had struck a Great Bell, emitting a deep, resonant sound.
The sound wave generated by the bell sound spread to the front of Lie Yao, causing his eardrums to buzz and his mind to spin with dizziness.