Urban Wolf King

Upon hearing this lazy voice suddenly coming from behind, the four Asura and the tens of millions of evil ghosts all turned their heads to look back.

Where everyone's gaze was fixed, a group of evil ghosts could be seen coming from afar.

Seeing this group of evil ghosts, the four Asura's faces all showed disdain, because the number of these ghosts was really too few, only a mere hundred thousand.

The Eastern Asura snorted coldly, "Where are these evil ghosts from, with such a big mouth? Do they not know the name of us, the Four Asura?"

The Southern Asura also dismissed them contemptuously, "Once we see which ghost it is, we'll eat him first, then divide these humans among us."

However, just as the voices of the two southeastern Asura fell, they also saw clearly the evil ghosts approaching from afar, and then retracted the scornful look on their faces.

The other two Asura simultaneously took a deep breath, revealing a grave expression.

Because the hundred thousand evil ghosts coming from afar, though few in number, had an extremely impressive presence.

These hundred thousand evil ghosts all had solid figures, dressed in black armor, holding black spears, and as they advanced, the armor made a crisp clanging sound.

Especially under the crotch of these hundred thousand evil ghosts, each rode a Blazing Flame Flood Dragon, which, though dead, still retained its power. As it walked, its scales made a "pop-pop" sound, harmonizing with the clashing of the armor of the evil ghosts.

At this sight, the grave expression on the faces of the four Asura grew heavier, but greed simultaneously rose in their hearts.

"If I could recruit these hundred thousand evil ghosts under my command, wouldn't I be even more formidable." Such a thought simultaneously rose in the hearts of the four Asura.

Upon seeing these hundred thousand evil ghosts, the faces of everyone on Wuling Mountain showed excitement.

Because these hundred thousand evil ghosts were precisely Wang Yan's Jiao Cavalry.

At this time, the hundred thousand Jiao Cavalry had already entered, stopping behind the tens of millions of evil ghosts.

Then, the hundred thousand Jiao Cavalry parted to the sides like a tide, revealing a wide avenue in the middle.

The four Asura all widened their eyes, wanting to see which evil ghost had this grand display.

At this moment, a gigantic Yin Wolf, as massive as an elephant, slowly walked over from among the Jiao Cavalry.

Seeing this Yin Wolf, the faces of the four Asura changed.

Because just this Yin Wolf had Divine Tier cultivation, and judging by its appearance, this Yin Wolf was merely a mount.

With a Divine Tier Yin Wolf as a mount, what kind of transcendent master must this rider be?

The hearts of the four Asura gradually floated, rising to their throats, simultaneously looking at the back of the Yin Wolf.

At this moment, the hearts of everyone on Wuling Mountain also rose to their throats, only the four Asura were tense, while they were excited because this Yin Wolf was precisely Wang Yan's Little Wolf.

As Little Wolf approached closer, there on the wolf's back appeared two people.

In the front sat a delicate-faced young girl, whose cultivation unreservedly released, revealing Venerable Tier cultivation.

This girl was half-lying in the embrace of a man, and embracing the girl was a man dressed in white.

Seeing this man, the faces of everyone on Wuling Mountain changed instantly.

Because this pair of man and woman were the ones they had longed for, the woman being Ouyang Feiting and the man being Wang Yan.

But what drastically changed their expressions was the aura emanating from the two.

Because the aura from them was grim and chilling, devoid of any vitality, identical to the aura of the Evil Ghost Asura.

This meant that Wang Yan now was no longer the Wang Yan of before.

Everyone on Wuling Mountain simultaneously had the same thought.

Wang Yan is dead!!

For a moment, every heart trembled.

Wang Yan could be said to be the hope of everyone at Mozi Academy.

Although Wang Yan had not appeared earlier, they always fantasized that while they were fighting, Wang Yan could descend from the sky as before to help them defeat strong enemies.

Even if Wang Yan did not appear, just thinking of him would raise infinite fighting spirit in their hearts.

But now, seeing Wang Yan dead, their spirits died simultaneously.

Elder Si Qin bowed his head, tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, Fang Jinchun, Ma Jun, and others all widened their eyes, gritting their teeth not to let tears fall.

Even Wu Ancestor Li was dazed for a long while, shaking his head, murmuring, "Impossible, impossible, Brother Yan can't be dead..."

At this moment, the fighting spirit of everyone on Wuling Mountain dissipated immediately, even if the evil ghosts attacked now, they would only be at the mercy, offering their necks to the slaughter.

Elder Si Qin, with head bowed, mumbled to himself, "Yan, even if you've become an evil ghost, I would only wish to be devoured by you."

While everyone on Wuling Mountain was in a daze, the four Asura simultaneously began laughing teasingly, with a relaxed expression.

Because the four ghosts saw, although the hundred thousand Jiao Cavalry had an impressive presence, and although Little Wolf was an extraordinary mount, the true master turned out to be merely a Ghost Venerable.

It turned out that Wang Yan had hidden part of his cultivation in an internal One World, thus these four evil ghosts could only see Wang Yan's Venerable Tier cultivation.

Since Wang Yan's cultivation was nothing to be concerned about, the greed in the hearts of the four Asura rose again, each Asura set sights on Wang Yan.

Whether it be the hundred thousand Jiao Cavalry or Little Wolf the Divine Tier mount, both became targets for the four Asura.

If it weren't for the mutual restraint of the four Asura here, one might have immediately rushed to capture Wang Yan and snatch his hundred thousand Jiao Cavalry.

However, even so, an Asura finally couldn't bear it.

Just then, the Eastern Asura on Wang Yan's left said, "You evil ghost, why do I find you unfamiliar? Just what kind of ghost are you?"

Wang Yan, holding Ouyang Feiting in his arms, appearing relaxed, said calmly, "You don't even recognize me? Hmph, just see for yourselves."

With that, Wang Yan raised a hand, revealing a black token clutched in it.

This was the Netherworld Order Wang Yan had snatched from Ghost Realm.

Upon seeing the Netherworld Order, the Southern Asura couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and said, "Ghost Realm? How come it's you?"

It turned out this Ghost Realm was subordinate to the Southern Asura, so the Southern Asura directly called out the name.

Although the Southern Asura recognized Ghost Realm's Netherworld Order, Wang Yan's appearance was starkly different from Ghost Realm's, making the Southern Asura somewhat puzzled.

However, evil ghosts were adept at transformation, the other three Asura were not so puzzled.

Upon hearing Wang Yan was just a mere evil ghost under Southern Asura, the other three Asura immediately couldn't contain the agitation in their hearts. The Eastern and Northern Asuras closest to Wang Yan simultaneously rushed forward, flanking Wang Yan on left and right.

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