Urban Wolf King

Chaos reigned in the Human Flesh Valley.

The tightly packed stone huts, linked together like a beehive, each space so small it allowed only one person to lay flat.

The demon cultivators claimed huts through their cultivation level, but the ordinary humans had to squeeze several people into one hut.

Beyond the suffocating crowding, they constantly faced imminent doom from above, not knowing when a horde of evil ghosts would invade and snatch away hundreds.

Though they didn't know where the hundreds were taken, once captured by those ferocious and sinister evil ghosts, no one ever returned. Clearly, their fate did not bode well.

Thus, everyone in the Human Flesh Valley lived in dread, constantly on edge.

Even within the Inner Valley, some despicable individuals took advantage of the chaos to loot and do evil, further fueling the disorder.

At that moment, within one stone hut, Beiming Xue sat, her face filled with sorrow.

She stared blankly at the tiny stone hut, her mind drifting to the Human Flesh Valley, bringing forth the image of a young, handsome face.

"Brother Wang Yan, where are you now?"

It's been more than a year since she last saw Wang Yan in Chang'an.

Especially over the past year, with widespread warfare, although Beiming Xue was at the Demon Venerable stage, she struggled to protect herself, escaping danger by a hair's breadth.

However, in her effort to rescue the people of Wanghai City, Beiming Xue was finally surrounded by evil ghosts and ended up captured here.

She had been trapped in the Human Flesh Valley for over three months, terrorized by evil ghosts, and harassed shamelessly by demon cultivators, rendering her unable to rest.

Finally seizing a moment of peace, Beiming Xue allowed herself to miss Wang Yan.

Thinking of Wang Yan, a smile broke through Beiming Xue's sorrowful expression, her face lighting up warmly.

Just then, a sharp, piercing voice came from outside the stone hut, "Never thought my Ice Beauty's smile would be this captivating."

Hearing the voice, Beiming Xue immediately stood up, terror etched on her face.

Next, at the doorway of the stone hut, a man with a sharp chin and beady eyes, sporting a small goatee, peeked in.

Seeing the man, Beiming Xue's fear intensified.

For the past three months, this man had relentlessly harassed Beiming Xue.

As the sharp-chinned man tried to squeeze into the stone hut, Beiming Xue hurriedly raised her hand, launching several ice cones toward him.

The sharp-chinned man seemed to anticipate Beiming Xue's soul skill. As he saw the ice cones flying toward him, he dodged and raised his right hand, unleashing a burst of flame that instantly melted the ice cones.

At that moment, as the sharp-chinned man ducked, a gap opened at the stone hut's entrance. Beiming Xue seized the opportunity to escape through it.

Just as Beiming Xue exited the hut, she saw seven or eight men already standing outside, encircling the hut.

As she emerged, Beiming Xue was immediately surrounded by the group.

The sharp-chinned man turned around, snickered, and said with a wicked smile, "Why hide, beauty? We only have a few days left to live, why not enjoy ourselves while we can? Better to savor life before we die."

Beiming Xue looked at the men around her, and her heart sank.

After three months of engaging with the sharp-chinned man, Beiming Xue knew his cultivation level.

This sharp-chinned man was Kun Yuan, the head of a family with High-Tier Demon Venerable cultivation.

The seven or eight men encircling her were all Kun Yuan's henchmen in the Human Flesh Valley, each possessing Demon Venerable cultivation.

Surrounded by them, with her Initial Tier Demon Venerable level, Beiming Xue had no chance of winning.

Beiming Xue took a deep breath and said to Kun Yuan, "Kun Yuan, we're in danger and can join forces to maybe escape. If we fight among ourselves, there's no hope of escape."

Kun Yuan sneered indifferently, "The Asura guards outside leave no chance for escape. Since we can't escape, I might as well enjoy myself while I can. Beiming Xue, I've fancied you for a while, you'll never escape this place. Why not give in to me?"

With that, Kun Yuan lunged at Beiming Xue, attempting to grab her.

Beiming Xue swiftly waved her right hand, casting an ice shield before her and sidestepping to evade Kun Yuan's grasp.

Kun Yuan didn't rush, his hand grasping the ice shield, shattering it.

Holding a handful of ice fragments, Kun Yuan placed his hand under his nose, inhaling deeply and saying with rapture, "Such fragrance, even the soul skill a beauty releases is fragrant."

Seeing Kun Yuan's shameless demeanor, Beiming Xue's face flushed deep red, she shouted, "Kun Yuan, we possess Demon Venerable cultivation. If you force me, I'll fight to the death, and you'll gain nothing."

"Hahaha—" Kun Yuan laughed maniacally, stepping irreverently toward Beiming Xue, his face filled with lewdness, "A fight to the death? In bed, maybe?"

At his words, Beiming Xue lost control, furiously shouting, "How rude!"

With that, Beiming Xue swayed her body, striking at Kun Yuan with her palm.

With her strike, a whirlwind of ice swept through, instantly filling the air with fluttering snowflakes, each with razor-sharp six sides.

This was Beiming Xue's Soul Skill—the Ice and Snow Remnant Blade.

Seeing the skill, Kun Yuan dared not be careless, placing his palms protectively before him, sending out flames to form a Flame Shield.

The snowflake fragments hit the Flame Shield and melted away.

However, as the snowflakes multiplied, the flames on the shield began to dim.

Kun Yuan struggled to hold, urgently calling to the seven or eight men behind him, "Why aren't you helping?"

The henchmen rushed forward, attacking Beiming Xue together.

Beiming Xue, battling several Demon Venerables alone, quickly felt overwhelmed, gradually retreating as Kun Yuan and his men surrounded her.

Kun Yuan laughed heartily, "Beauty, today you'll be mine after all."

With those words, Kun Yuan thrust his palms forward, sending the Flame Shield crashing into Beiming Xue.

Beiming Xue cried out in pain, stumbling, and falling to the ground, panting heavily, her body trembling, unable to rise.

Kun Yuan walked up to Beiming Xue, his eyes radiating lust, laughing wildly, "Haha, beauty, you're finally mine."

With that, Kun Yuan stretched his sinful hand toward Beiming Xue.

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