Urban Wolf King

Looking at the array that he barely managed to break through with all his might, only to have all his efforts wasted as the array transformed, Wang Yan was almost driven mad.

It had been seven days and nights without rest!

A little more delay would only mean more danger for Beiming Xue.

Although anxious, Wang Yan understood the situation. He took a deep breath and suppressed his impatience, then resumed cracking the array before him.

By now, Wang Yan realized that this Thousand-Layer Array probably had a self-repair mechanism and might automatically transform every seven days, repairing damaged parts.

With this understanding, Wang Yan immediately accelerated the pace of breaking the array, always dodging the patrolling Evil Ghosts with rapid speed.

The last time it took seven days to break the Thousand-Layer Array, but this time, Wang Yan succeeded in five days.

Even though it took five days, it was an all-out effort for Wang Yan, with no sleep or rest, and he was already exhausted.

Such intense breaking of the array would have left anyone else collapsed on the ground from exhaustion long ago.

With fatigue written all over his face, Wang Yan's eyes gleamed with joy, and he dared not hesitate any longer, ready to pass through the grand array.

But at that moment, a loud cry came from the top of the mountain: "The hour has arrived, array transformation."

With these words, the Thousand-Layer Array began to shift before Wang Yan.

Wang Yan watched as the thousand openings in front of him were instantly and completely mended.

Seeing this, Wang Yan was so infuriated that he nearly spat blood, his anger causing his hair to stand on end, and he couldn't help but shout, "What the hell, why did it transform in five days this time?"

Upon saying this, Wang Yan suddenly remembered that just as he fully broke the array, the array on the mountaintop immediately lit up and then began to transform.

This meant that it was not a five-day or seven-day array transformation; as long as the array was damaged, it would automatically transform and self-repair, regardless of the number of days.

If that's the case, Wang Yan might never break through the Thousand-Layer Array in front of him.

Understanding this, the anger Wang Yan had endured for seven days erupted, and he punched the array before him.

With a "boom," the Thousand-Layer Array shook violently.

Although Wang Yan's punch was immensely powerful, enough to smash a Human Flesh Mountain, it only broke one hundred layers of the array.

Seeing this, Wang Yan was startled and immediately regained his calm.

But that punch was like poking a beehive, and suddenly, millions of Evil Ghosts' auras surged from the Human Flesh Mountain, including a powerful aura of an Asura at the Three Flowers Crown level.

Realizing the situation was dire, Wang Yan transformed into a flash of lightning and retreated far from the mountain's base.

As soon as Wang Yan left, the powerful aura of the Asura at the Three Flowers Crown level enveloped the spot where Wang Yan had been standing.

However, Wang Yan departed so swiftly that the Asura failed to detect him.

Then, the Three Flowers Asura retracted its aura and once again disappeared.

Meanwhile, the Ghost Spirit, leading dozens of Evil Ghosts, flew to the bottom of the mountain, searching everywhere.

But search as they might, they found nothing.

At this moment, although the ghosts were puzzled, they had no choice but to return to patrolling the Human Flesh Mountain.

Now, Wang Yan was hiding behind a giant tree several miles away, watching the Human Flesh Mountain return to its tranquil state, but his heart remained agitated.

Not being able to enter the Human Flesh Mountain, how could he possibly save Beiming Xue?

He didn't know what suffering Beiming Xue was enduring, or if her life was in danger, hoping for his rescue.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan gritted his teeth, a fierce determination appearing on his face.

Then, with a flick of his body, a black mist emerged from the Starlight Ring, enveloping Wang Yan entirely. This was the disguise Wang Yan crafted using the deathly aura from within the Starlight.

Simultaneously, Wang Yan suppressed his cultivation to the level of a Ghost Venerable. From the outside, he was indistinguishable from an ordinary Evil Ghost.

Having done all this, Wang Yan flew from behind the giant tree, striding boldly towards the Human Flesh Mountain.

As Wang Yan approached the Human Flesh Mountain, dozens of Evil Ghosts immediately flew out from its summit—these were the ones led by the Ghost Spirit.

The Ghost Spirit stopped in mid-air, blocking Wang Yan, and shouted, "Who dares trespass into the Human Flesh Mountain?"

At the Ghost Spirit's yell, Wang Yan felt the tens of thousands of Evil Ghosts' auras surge once more, all eyes on him.

Wang Yan couldn't help but nod secretly, grateful that he hadn't forcefully barged in earlier, as these tens of thousands of Evil Ghosts would require significant effort to be dealt with.

After dealing with these ghosts, he would likely have alarmed the powerhouses of the Harmonious Four Symbols.

Yet looking at the Ghost Spirit before him, Wang Yan almost wanted to crush it with one palm.

Because hearing the Ghost Spirit speak again, Wang Yan was reminded of the nerve-wracking "The hour has arrived, array transformation" phrase.

Suppressing the urge to "kill the ghost," Wang Yan gave a faint smile and said to the Ghost Spirit, "Don't act rashly, I am a ghost myself."

The Ghost Spirit couldn't help but frown, "What do you mean by a ghost yourself?"

Wang Yan said, "Of course we can't say we are the same people, naturally, we say the same ghosts."

Once Wang Yan finished speaking, the dozens of Evil Ghosts were momentarily stunned, then nodded, impressed by Wang Yan's meticulous thinking.

However, the Ghost Spirit was noticeably agitated and said, "Pure nonsense, who exactly are you? If you speak no truth, I won't be kind to you."

Wang Yan said, "I said I'm a ghost myself, why don't you believe me? I know you well."

The Ghost Spirit snorted coldly, "Nonsense, how do I not recognize you? If you're familiar with me, can you say my name?"

Wang Yan smiled, "Of course, aren't you the Ghost Spirit?"

Hearing this, the Ghost Spirit was taken aback, scrutinizing Wang Yan several times, its expression darkening: "Who exactly are you? How do you know my name? If you don't explain, I'll regard you as an invader and everyone will attack."

Wang Yan maintained his calm demeanor, stepped forward, and handed something to the Ghost Spirit, "I'm called Ghost Realm, don't you recognize me?"

The Ghost Spirit glanced at the item in its hand, a smile spread across its face, "So it's Brother Ghost Realm, hahaha, I've known it was you all along."

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