Urban Wolf King

Wang Yan, taking Ouyang Feiting with him, left Wanghai City and rushed towards Mozi Academy.

Just as the two had just flown away from Wanghai City, Wang Yan suddenly stopped.

Because he saw, at the edge of Wanghai City, those green mountain peaks.

This mountain range was the very Three Principles Mountain where Wang Yan lived during his childhood.

At this moment, this mountain range was similarly being invaded by Evil Ghosts, with countless Evil Ghosts climbing over the peaks, heading towards the depths of the mountains.

At the deepest part of Three Principles Mountain, the thatched hut where Wang Yan had lived as a child still stood intact.

However, in front of this hut, countless Evil Ghosts were trying to break in and destroy it.

But in front of the hut, a person was desperately fending off these Evil Ghosts.

Yet, this person's cultivation was insufficient; they could handle one or two Evil Ghosts.

However, as more and more Evil Ghosts appeared, this person was now flustered, almost getting injured by the Evil Ghosts.

Despite the danger, this person refused to retreat, desperately guarding the hut behind them.

Seeing this, Wang Yan's heart trembled, and a complex expression appeared on his face.

Then, with a wave of his hand, Wang Yan sent a gust of wind sweeping through, turning all the Evil Ghosts in Three Principles Mountain to flying ash.

Then, with another wave of his hand, thousands of Array Flags fell, surrounding Three Principles Mountain, forming a protective light barrier around it.

"Because of you, this place shall remain pure." Saying this, Wang Yan took Ouyang Feiting and flew away from Three Principles Mountain.

The person protecting the hut was none other than Catwoman Xiaojie.

Just as Catwoman Xiaojie was about to be torn apart by the Evil Ghosts, a sudden gust of wind came, forcing her to close her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that all the Evil Ghosts had disappeared, and in front of her lay tens of thousands of Amber Beast Souls, enough for her to cultivate to extremely powerful levels.

"Wang Yan—" Catwoman Xiaojie looked up at the endless sky, murmured a line, and then sat weakly in front of the hut.

Beside the Capital, there was a mountain called Spirit Mist Mountain.

This Wuling Mountain was originally the location of Mozi Academy, filled with Primordial Qi like a paradise on earth.

But now, Spirit Mist Mountain was shrouded by layers of black smoke, with only the solitary Spirit Mist Mountain untouched under the protection of a transparent Mountain Defense Array.

If you looked closely, you'd find that the black smoke was filled with endless Evil Ghosts.

The cultivation levels of these Evil Ghosts varied, including Ghost Kings, Ghost Emperors, Ghost Saints, Ghost Venerables, and even Asuras indistinguishable from ordinary people among them.

These Evil Ghosts stood densely together, stretching tens of thousands of miles, a truly terrifying sight.

At this moment, all these Evil Ghosts were looking at the distant Spirit Mist Mountain, while countless Evil Ghosts were attacking the Mountain Defense Array below it.

The Mountain Defense Array was a transparent light shield, though it seemed incredibly thick, it was vibrating violently under the relentless attacks of hundreds of thousands of Evil Ghosts below.

At this moment, atop Spirit Mist Mountain, Wu Ancestor Li led Elder Si Qin, Fang Hong, Fang Jinchun, and tens of thousands of Mozi Academy disciples, all standing at the summit, watching the Evil Ghosts outside with concern.

Elder Si Qin sighed and said, "If this continues, I fear the array will be breached within a few hours."

Wu Ancestor Li snorted in anger, saying, "If it weren't for several Divine Tier Asuras outside, I wouldn't even consider these tens of millions of Evil Ghosts a threat."

Hearing Wu Ancestor Li's words, everyone looked towards the four directions, sensing the overwhelmingly strong presences mixed among the countless Evil Ghosts.

These presences were far stronger than Wu Ancestor Li's, who himself was a Demon God.

Needless to say, with millions of Evil Ghosts outside, even with those four Divine Tier Asuras, everyone at Mozi Academy combined wouldn't stand a chance against them.

At this point, Fang Jinchun stomped his foot and said, "If only Senior Brother Wang Yan were here."

Upon hearing Wang Yan's name, everyone's eyes lit up, but only for a moment, before they bowed their heads again.

Elder Si Qin sighed deeply and said, "Even if Wang Yan were here, it wouldn't make a difference! It's better he doesn't waste his life here; if he can flee as far as possible, that would be best."

Hearing Elder Si Qin's words, everyone sighed inwardly.

It's true, even if Wang Yan came, it would be to no avail. Better for him to flee as far away as possible.

Elder Si Qin slowly brought his hands together at his chest, silently chanting: Wang Yan, you mustn't return; you must live, certainly live.

Spirit Mist Mountain was silent, everyone waiting quietly, their faces showing the resolve to fight to the death.

Behind them, in the mountain dell of Spirit Mist Mountain, there were a million ordinary people, saved by the Mozi Academy disciples from various places over the past half year.

These hundreds of thousands of people knew their end was near, so they were all praying silently, hoping for a miracle to appear.

Amidst the constant rumbling from the Mountain Defense Array, came the sound of Spirit Mist Mountain vibrating deeply.

Watching the Mountain Defense Array as cracks started to appear, more and more of them spreading across the whole array.

Wu Ancestor Li and the others stared intently at the Mountain Defense Array on the verge of shattering, fists clenched, teeth gritted, veins bulging on their foreheads.

The prayers from the million ordinary people in the mountain dell gradually combined with the wind, drifting away.

But these prayers were ultimately futile, for with a crack, the Mountain Defense Array collapsed instantly, scattering into pieces of light, falling into the forest, becoming void and disappearing.

Though the sound of the array breaking was slight, in the ears of the people on Spirit Mist Mountain, it was like a thunderclap.

Everyone understood that a decisive and inevitably deadly battle was about to begin.

The result of this battle would be everyone's death.

Facing the Four Asuras and tens of millions of Evil Ghosts, with only tens of thousands from Mozi Academy, there was simply no chance of victory.

After breaching the Mountain Defense Array, the hundreds of thousands of Evil Ghosts didn't advance, but instead stared at the people on the mountain with blood-red eyes, like wolves eyeing chunks of fresh meat.

Then, a voice from the eastern ghost group laughed heartily: "Hahaha, this is the last human gathering place on the continent. Though few in number, their cultivation is decent."

A western Asura also laughed: "Not bad, the old man with the highest cultivation shall be mine."

The northern Asura said: "I want half of the Demon Cultivators remaining."

The southern Asura said: "The million ordinary people are mine; let's feast."

"Hahaha, divide into four parts, each gets one."

"Yes, equally, equally."

...

The four Asuras from east, south, west, and north didn't consider the tens of thousands of Mozi Academy disciples on Spirit Mist Mountain worth their attention, as if they were dividing lifeless items.

Just then, suddenly a lazy voice came from behind the tens of millions of Evil Ghosts: "Since we're dividing, I also want a share."

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