Urban Wolf King

Wang Yan, due to an incredible opportunity, encountered Meng Po in the Blazing Flame Hell, thus managed to condense his Nascent Soul during his Demon Saint period.

However, at that time, Wang Yan didn't pay much attention to this Nascent Soul, but now it seems to be the greatest opportunity of his life.

Sitting cross-legged, Wang Yan gazed at the purple spear in front of him, pondering deeply.

It was precisely this ordinary spear that had suppressed all his cultivation, leaving him powerless to resist, experiencing life and death numerous times.

Since Wang Yan manifested his second Demon Pattern, his cultivation crushing those of the same level was commonplace.

Not to mention crushing those of the same level, even surpassing high tier was not impossible.

But now, Wang Yan had reached the Great Perfection of Demon Venerable, facing Li Si, who was barely half a tier below him, without any ability to resist, which Wang Yan hadn't foreseen.

If not, Wang Yan wouldn't have put himself on the brink of life and death.

The reason behind it was simply due to Divine Power.

"Divine Power! I must condense it."

Wang Yan silently chanted a few times, then closed his eyes to use his Heart Spirit to comprehend the purple spear before him.

Time seemed to come to a standstill.

After Beiming Xue took control of Qinrong Palace, the palace was immediately plunged underground.

Qinrong Palace originally appeared once every millennium, vanishing without a trace. Its most important feature was its heaven-defying Skill of Concealment.

Once Qinrong Palace burrows underground, no one can detect it.

Therefore, although many heard of Qinrong Palace's appearance, coming to Cangwu County, they found only ruins and nothing more.

Gradually, people dispersed slowly, but the news of the Demon Wolf King slaughtering Cangwu County spread throughout the Underworld.

Time passed bit by bit.

Three months went by.

Beiming Xue, Duobao, and Xiaoshui guarded outside the palace for three months.

Suddenly, the palace doors opened wide, and Wang Yan emerged.

The three of them were delighted, quickly approaching and surrounding Wang Yan, carefully examining him.

Wang Yan now appeared completely different from before, with a profound aura that seemed to merge him with the heavens and earth.

"Wang Yan brother, have you broken through to a Demigod?" Beiming Xue asked excitedly.

Yet Wang Yan gave a bitter smile, shaking his head.

"Then... why is your aura different?" Beiming Xue asked curiously.

Wang Yan raised his hand, where a flash of black light appeared, followed by a plume of purple qi.

As Wang Yan's palm transformed, the purple qi changed forms, into a purple spear, then a purple shield, and then a dark cloud, freely shifting shapes in his hand.

Seeing this, Beiming Xue and others rejoiced.

These things, like the purple spear, were all condensed from Divine Power.

Seeing Wang Yan able to control Divine Power yet denying his breakthrough, Beiming Xue and Duobao watched him with confusion.

Wang Yan withdrew the purple Divine Power and said, "I spent three months unable to convert the Power of Demon Patterns into Divine Power; helplessly, I only tried to absorb the purple spear. It unexpectedly transformed into my Divine Power. This means, although I can control Divine Power, it's limited to the power of just this spear."

Beiming Xue and Duobao did not understand the difference between Divine Power and Demon Pattern Power, so even listening, they were full of confusion.

"What should we do?" Beiming Xue asked.

"If I absorb a bit more Divine Power, I can use it to drive my Demon Pattern Power, and then, once it transforms, I can naturally break through." Wang Yan answered.

"But where can we find so much Divine Power?" Beiming Xue helplessly said.

Wang Yan's lips curled into a cold smile, "There's someone I intended to find later, but now it seems the time is right."

"Are you looking for Li Si?" Beiming Xue and Duobao exclaimed, eyes wide in shock.

Recently, they narrowly escaped death, all thanks to Li Si.

Now Wang Yan intends to find Li Si, which sounds like seeking a death wish.

Seeing the terrified expressions on Beiming Xue and Duobao, Wang Yan gave a slight smile, saying, "Don't be afraid. This time, meeting Li Si again, I aim not only to avenge the injuries but also to reclaim my Chaos Bell."

With Wang Yan's determination settled, Beiming Xue and Duobao immediately nodded.

Trust means, no matter what you do, I will be by your side, even if it means facing death.

Beiming Xue and Duobao had reached a level of trust with Wang Yan that surpassed life and death.

Then Wang Yan looked up, a cold smile on his face, "Is that fatty not dead yet?"

At Wang Yan's words, dozens of palaces before them suddenly split to the sides, revealing Fatty Venerable and Li Ji.

Fatty Venerable was still bound to the ground, though his flesh and blood were mangled, leaving no intact body.

His entire frame displayed stark white bones, and amidst those, one could see a beating heart, quivering lungs, and wriggling intestines.

Fatty Venerable's mouth gaped widely, seemingly in painful cries, but due to his ruptured neck, his windpipe was riddled with holes.

Thus, only his throat quivered, emitting no sound.

Within Fatty Venerable's body, dozens of Fire-Eating Ants crawled inside and out, whenever his flesh showed signs of healing, an ant would swiftly eat it clean.

Fatty Venerable thus remained in torment, unable to die swiftly.

This was what Wang Yan meant by not letting him die so easily.

Beside Fatty Venerable, Li Ji crouched pale-faced.

Though unrestrained, he dared not flee.

Fatty Venerable's pain was too terrifying; for three months, Li Ji watched him turn from a lively fatty into a horrific half-corpse, suffering immensely, unable to scream.

Although not personally experiencing it, Li Ji's horror reached his soul.

Li Ji's face looked ghastly pale, with patches of urine beneath him, evident he repeatedly urinated from fear.

Upon hearing a sound, Li Ji hurriedly lifted his head, seeing Wang Yan.

Li Ji knelt with a thud before Wang Yan, pleading tearfully, "Demon Wolf King, spare me, I realize my wrongs, I realize my wrongs——"

If time could reverse, Li Ji wished he had killed trouble-stirring Li Ai himself, preventing him from provoking the Demon Wolf King.

Then Wang Yan coldly asked, "Answer me, where is Li Si?"

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