Urban Wolf King

At this point, the remaining six Grand Generals had already been scared out of their wits.

Despite putting forth his full effort, Li Ai was unable to defeat Wang Yan. Could it be that Wang Yan truly possessed the cultivation level of a Demon Emperor, or was he all along pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger?

They didn't know that just as Hu Wei returned to the rear hall earlier, Wang Yan had also come back.

Standing before them now was the real Demon Wolf King.

Currently, Wang Yan was already a Mid-Tier Demon Venerable, and with the assistance of a Divine Tier Demon Soul, he was equivalent to a High-Tier Demon Venerable.

Naturally, killing Li Ai wouldn't have been so simple, but Li Ai was too contemptuous and underestimated Wang Yan, which led to his downfall without fully utilizing his strength.

Wang Yan brutally executed three Grand Generals in a thunderous manner, leaving the remaining six stunned.

Wang Yan killed the lean man to avenge Hu Wei.

And killing the middle-aged beauty and Li Ai was to intimidate the others into retreating.

After all, among these six Grand Generals, four were at Great Perfection of Demon Venerable, and they had countless Soldier Terracotta Warriors in their command. If they combined forces, Wang Yan might not stand a chance.

Therefore, Wang Yan intended to use this method to scare away the six.

Wang Yan's intent had clearly succeeded; all six Grand Generals were visibly terrified.

If Wang Yan had displayed his true cultivation, the six Generals might not have been so afraid.

But because by now, Li Ai and the others had perished, and they couldn't see through Wang Yan's true power, it was the most frightening.

The six Generals swallowed their fear and retreated step by step towards the palace gates.

Wang Yan did not stop them, allowing them to leave.

Yet at that moment, a sharp cry rang out from behind: "Wang Yan, hurry! Hu Wei is not going to make it!"

With that cry, Fang Jinchun came running from the rear hall, carrying Hu Wei.

Behind Fang Jinchun followed Elder Si Qin, Beiming Xue, and Ma Jun, their faces full of panic.

In Fang Jinchun's embrace, Hu Wei continuously coughed up blood, his complexion as pale as paper, and the human skin mask had already fallen off.

Earlier, when Wang Yan had replaced Hu Wei, Elder Si Qin and others began treating Hu Wei after they returned.

Wang Yan thought Elder Si Qin would heal Hu Wei, but seeing nothing was healed, he realized the injuries were even worse.

Rushing to Hu Wei's side, Wang Yan frantically shouted: "What's the situation?"

Elder Si Qin replied anxiously: "I've tried everything, but his injuries are too severe."

Anxiousness filled Wang Yan's eyes as he raised his hands, producing over a dozen pills, which he then tried to feed Hu Wei one by one.

As soon as Hu Wei's mouth was opened, more blood gushed out, making it impossible to put the pills inside.

Panicking, Wang Yan placed his hand on Hu Wei's back, channeling the Power of Demon Patterns into him.

Only then did Wang Yan discover that Hu Wei's organs had been completely shattered and twisted.

Furthermore, within these organs, a formidable force of Demon Patterns surged back and forth, shattering and entangling the broken organs even further.

That's why when Hu Wei entered the rear hall, the injuries worsened instead of healing.

No wonder Wang Yan couldn't get the pills into his mouth, and even if he could, they wouldn't heal such grave wounds.

The Demon Pattern power within Hu Wei's body must be left by the lean man.

"Hu Wei, you must not die! Hu Wei, open your eyes!" Grasping Hu Wei's condition, Wang Yan went nearly insane, clutching Hu Wei's shoulders and screamed.

Then, Hu Wei slowly opened his eyes.

Upon seeing Wang Yan, a hint of joy appeared in Hu Wei's eyes: "Boss..."

But as he spoke, blood continually poured from his mouth.

"Hu Wei, you have to hold on! I will save you!" Eyes wide, Wang Yan seemed about to tear at the corners, which shone with a crystalline light.

"Boss, I have no... regrets!" Hu Wei slowly raised his hand, struggling to say a word before letting his hand fall heavily onto Wang Yan's.

Hu Wei's head tilted and he immediately lost his breath.

Even as Hu Wei died, a faint smile remained at the corners of his lips.

"Hu Wei!"

Wang Yan cried out in agony, his eyes ignited with fury.

Scenes from the past emerged in Wang Yan's mind.

Wanghai City Hospital, where Hu Wei smiled and said to Wang Yan, "Brother, I'll cover you."

Blazing Flame Hell, where Hu Wei shouted, "Boss, I support you."

Inside Chang'an City, Hu Wei joked: "There must be ghosts in the Red Light District, let's check it out, boss."

...

As scene after scene played like a movie in Wang Yan's mind, his face turned increasingly blue, eyes turning icy.

Seeing this, Fang Jinchun and others around showed deep sorrow, though some wanted to console Wang Yan, his ice-cold expression left them clueless on what to say.

Meanwhile, the six distant Grand Generals were frightened by Wang Yan's icy gaze; exchanging glances, they quietly headed towards the palace gates.

But then Wang Yan abruptly turned his gaze, sending two icy beams at the six Grand Generals.

They felt a shiver down their spines and chills rising from their feet, making their hair stand on end.

"It wasn't us, he was the killer."

A Grand General hastily pointed at the lean man who had been turned into a terracotta warrior.

Wang Yan slowly got up, throwing a punch at the terracotta warrior of the lean man.

The warrior shattered into dozens of Black Kun Stones scattered on the ground.

Slowly, the stones began to wriggle, attempting to reform the warrior.

But as the stones shifted, Wang Yan's fists fell like torrential rain, repeatedly striking the stones.

The stones were extremely hard but shattered into rubble under Wang Yan's blows.

Even so, Wang Yan didn't cease until the stones were ground into powder.

The soul of the lean man was already dispersed by the storm-like assault, vanishing without a trace.

Terrified, the six Grand Generals spun around and fled out the palace gates.

But upon reaching the gates, they abruptly halted.

For Wang Yan stood outside, blocking their way.

Wang Yan's face was sullen, fists clenched, blood dripped from them onto the ground.

"Those who murder my brother must pay!"

These chilling words squeezed from Wang Yan's teeth.

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