The monstrous beast violently pushed aside the tree trunks and leaped out, but it stumbled, clearly heavily injured. Qian Ye seized this fleeting opportunity and launched a counterattack, fiercely stabbing his blade into what he presumed to be the creature’s neck.
These chaotic beings, although resembling some known creatures, always had a few grotesque deformities, making it hard to identify their vital points. But in front of the Bloodsaber, there was no difference—no matter where it pierced, the essence blood would be sucked dry, making it their bane.
The fierce vitality surged once again from the Crimson Fang, instantly filling nearly half of Qian Ye’s body, then condensing into dark force within the vortex of the Obsidian Chapter.
This calf-sized beast’s essence blood was almost equivalent to that of a Dark Baron. A warm, surging heat rushed up through his palm, coursing through his veins. In an instant, most of the beast’s essence blood was drained.
At this moment, Qian Ye finally had the chance to look to the right, where the massive beast and the Nan Gong family’s warrior were engaged in a fierce battle. Trees were breaking and falling one after another, the thunderous commotion was astonishing, and countless branches were flying like arrows.
If not for the ferocity of the battle highlighting the monstrous beast’s threat, Qian Ye might have been tempted to clean up these adult chaotic beings before leaving. Their blood, toxic to others, was like a moving energy treasure trove to him who cultivated the Obsidian Chapter.
Another monstrous beast roared and came at Qian Ye. He crouched low, and it missed, flying over his head. Unable to stop, it crashed into a tree. With a thunderous crash, the mammoth-like trunk snapped in half and fell slowly.
After dodging several more attacks, Qian Ye chose a weaker beast and struck with lightning speed, piercing it through. Thus, Qian Ye continued to fight against the large and small beasts while keeping an eye on the Nan Gong Jiancheng’s battle.
Unlike Qian Ye’s one-sided battles, Nan Gong Jiancheng’s fight was earth-shattering. His aura rose steadily, breaking through to level thirteen, indicating that he used some extremely costly secret technique in this critical moment.
Level thirteen was known to attract the Heavenly Fiend, yet nothing unusual had happened, confirming the strangeness of this forest.
Nan Gong Jiancheng moved like lightning, circling the monstrous beast, almost invisible, leaving only rings of primal force glow. He dodged and poured relentless attacks on the beast.
The beast now had several fleshy tentacles, each tens of meters long and as thick as water barrels. These tentacles, incredibly powerful, whipped at Nan Gong Jiancheng, creating deep craters on impact. It even uprooted trees to use as weapons, striking at Nan Gong Jiancheng.
Nan Gong Jiancheng suddenly halted mid-air, his primal force spear in hand. Three thunderous blasts, three fiery projectiles, hit the beast’s neck, opening a large hole. He then precisely threw two primordial grenades into the wound, resulting in a cataclysmic explosion. Half of the beast’s head was obliterated.
Just as Nan Gong Jiancheng let out a sigh of relief, a tentacle lashed out, sending him flying dozens of meters. He landed unsteadily, spewing a mouthful of blood.
Then, a terrifying scene unfolded: the beast’s wound flesh began to grow wildly, and countless tiny tentacles wriggled, forming a new head, though it looked completely different from the original. In a blink, the beast was fully healed and lunged at Nan Gong Jiancheng again.
Nan Gong Jiancheng, horrified, quickly switched to a longsword. The sword’s glow extended several meters. Ignoring the threat of the Heavenly Fiend, he attacked with all his might, each strike leaving huge gashes on the beast. However, the beast displayed an incredibly terrifying regenerative ability, the wounds healing instantly.
Qian Ye, watching from a distance, drew a cold breath. He decided to retreat, but a question arose: why didn’t Nan Gong Jiancheng escape? He had communicated with the Iron Curtain’s will, weakening the Black Forest’s interference, and the beast’s slow movements should have allowed him to escape.
Qian Ye fought these smaller beasts, absorbing their essence blood to recover, believing the beast’s slowness would allow him to escape if necessary.
Yet, Nan Gong Jiancheng, like a madman, continued to attack the beast without any intention of fleeing.
Qian Ye sensed something was amiss. Seeing Nan Gong Jiancheng’s relentless attacks, defeat seemed inevitable. Trusting his instincts, he decided to flee, ignoring the chance to kill more beasts.
With his determination to escape, the smaller beasts couldn’t stop him. Now, his blood was surging, entering a boiling state, temporarily increasing his strength and speed beyond his peak.
Qian Ye chose a direction opposite to the beast’s and began to break through, avoiding the chaotic beings whenever possible. When unavoidable, he simply rammed them with his body, overpowering them.
Compared to brute strength, Qian Ye was no less than these beasts.
He ran for thousands of meters before slowing down. Just as he turned to check the distant battle, the surroundings suddenly darkened, enveloped in a thick black fog. The pressure was like a mountain, making movement difficult, let alone running.
A light curtain rose nearby, dividing the world inside and outside. The pressure increased as Qian Ye approached.
“Domain!” Qian Ye was startled. He hadn’t expected the beast to have such a large domain.
This domain’s purpose was simple: to impose heavy gravity and block with the light curtain, designed for the beast’s hunting. Due to its simplicity, it was incredibly strong. Qian Ye felt like he was wading through mud, the pressure doubling with each step. Reaching the light curtain was almost impossible, let alone breaking through it.
Now, he understood why Nan Gong Jiancheng didn’t flee. He must have tried and found it impossible to escape the beast’s hunting domain.
A long, pained cry echoed from afar—Nan Gong Jiancheng’s voice. The powerful warrior of the Nan Gong family was ultimately devoured by the beast.
The ground shook as the beast moved its massive body towards Qian Ye. However, the light curtain remained stationary, and the hunting domain didn’t move. Qian Ye tested retreating a few steps and found the pressure significantly reduced. Once he was more than a hundred meters away, the pressure became negligible.
Qian Ye gripped the Crimson Fang, standing still, waiting for the beast, analyzing its weaknesses.
In the center of the domain, he could maneuver, leveraging his speed and agility. But the beast’s size, with tentacles extending dozens of meters, made it formidable. Long-range attacks, while limited in damage, were futile due to the beast’s incredible regeneration. Nan Gong Jiancheng’s failure was a clear example.
Qian Ye’s injuries were only partially healed, relying on the absorbed essence blood to regain strength. However, he could not use powerful techniques like the Annihilation Slash.
The beast now appeared different, a mountain of flesh covered in tentacles, limbs, and eyes. Nan Gong Jiancheng’s numerous wounds had grown chaotically, transforming it into the monstrosity before Qian Ye.
The greatest challenge with chaotic beings was their lack of identifiable vital points, making larger ones even more difficult to defeat.
The beast’s movement was indeed slow, taking several minutes to reach Qian Ye. It lowered its body, extending several tentacles. The tentacles, each as thick as a water barrel, had multiple eyes and breathing holes. The beast seemed to examine Qian Ye, sniffing him, perhaps judging if he was edible.
Qian Ye suppressed his aura using his lineage’s ability, remaining motionless. The chaotic being judged its prey by the intensity of their life force and primal force. To the beast, Qian Ye now appeared as lifeless as a stone.
Still, the beast hesitated but opened its mouth, extending a long, sharp-tongued tongue, preparing to engulf Qian Ye.
Sighing, Qian Ye knew his last resort was the Primordial Wings!
He unfurled the tiny wings, and the golden spirit feather glowed brightly.
Unsure how to use the Primordial Wings, when the golden light spread through his blood, coloring his inner world, he received an instinctive revelation. He clasped his hands, extending his index and middle fingers, aiming at the beast.
The beast’s mouths simultaneously roared, sensing danger. Its tentacles thrashed wildly, smashing down on Qian Ye. Multiple openings appeared on its body, spraying foul fluids.
But Qian Ye’s wings spread, radiating golden light. A thin beam shot from his fingertips, piercing the beast, continuing into the sky, disappearing into the unknown.
Silence enveloped the world.
In this moment, Qian Ye, channeling himself as a gun, fired the true first shot of the Primordial Wings!
The light wings dispersed, and Qian Ye collapsed, too weak to stand, kneeling heavily on the ground.
Dazed, Qian Ye wanted to sleep, but he forced himself to look at the beast. In his blurry vision, he saw a fist-sized hole, and his heart sank. The hole, even if it went through the beast, would heal quickly.
Yet, the beast froze, tentacles halting mid-air, as if time had stopped. Its many eyes rotated, showing extreme fear.
The small hole didn’t heal, the flesh smooth and turning into crystal-like material, then shattering into dust, vanishing.
As the flesh turned to ash, the beast’s wound expanded, becoming a gaping hole, hollowing its body. The missing flesh didn’t regenerate, and its terrifying regenerative ability was rendered useless.
This was the true power of the Primordial Wings.
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