Chapter 329 Testing Wang Qiu'er
Late at night, Wu Xuan, who had long been asleep, seemed to suddenly sense something, abruptly opening his eyes and looking in one direction.
The first thing Wu Xuan sensed was an overwhelming aura. It wasn't from a single soul beast, but from a group.
"Wake up, everyone! A large group of soul beasts is rapidly approaching us from 1500 meters away!" Wu Xuan jumped up from his mat and shouted.
Hearing this, everyone immediately woke up and quickly assembled.
"Senior Sister, the soul beasts are still far away. Should we retreat?" Mo Xuan asked from the side.
Zhang Lexuan looked at Huo Yuhao beside her, her brows furrowing, and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid we can't leave. Huo Yuhao is currently absorbing his fifth ring but hasn't yet entered the ring-gathering stage. We can't interrupt him in time, otherwise it will damage his foundation."
"Then let's face them. I'll take care of Huo Yuhao," Cai Meier nodded slightly to the group.
"Alright, everyone, prepare for battle in your original formation!" Seeing Zhang Lexuan looking at him, Wu Xuan stepped forward without hesitation.
"Yes!"
The wait was undoubtedly agonizing. When the large group of soul beasts was only three or four hundred meters away from Wu Xuan and the others, Wu Xuan finally confirmed the species of the soul beasts.
"Crimson Baboons! At least two hundred of them, nearly thirty of which are soul beasts over ten thousand years old." Wu Xuan, at the forefront, reported the information about the enemy they were about to face, word by word.
With each sentence Wu Xuan spoke, everyone's hearts sank a little more. More than two hundred Crimson Baboons, nearly thirty of which were ten thousand years old, that was enough to destroy a small human city.
In the pitch-black night, the eyes of the Crimson Baboons emitted a blood-red glow, and their massive bodies moved without making much noise.
A rather tall Crimson Baboon appeared in everyone's sight first. It roared to the sky, and a circle of pale golden light spread from its body.
"Finger Wind Dragon!"
With a crisp clang, Wu Xuan swung his arm forward, and a wisp of emerald green wind drifted out from his fingertips.
The moment it took flight, the azure breeze began to expand dramatically.
In an instant, the breeze swelled into a lifelike wind dragon, over ten meters long, which roared towards the crimson baboon.
The pale golden light surrounding the crimson baboon only managed to spread for less than a hundred meters before being smashed into a pile of flesh and bone fragments by the wind dragon. The black ten-thousand-year soul ring floated away from its original position.
At this moment, crimson baboons, their forms affected by the group's frenzy, howled and charged towards the group. However, the unaffected crimson baboons froze in place, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Their king, the strongest member of the group, had been instantly killed by the humans in a single exchange.
Not only were the crimson baboons stunned, but even their teammates, who had been fighting fiercely, were dumbfounded. A raid by a medium-sized soul beast group should have inevitably led to a major battle, but this outcome was unexpected.
On the other side, Wang Qiu'er was also stunned for a moment, her eyes constantly shifting, as if calculating the possibility of resisting Wu Xuan's attack.
In the blink of an eye, the nearly one hundred crimson baboons unaffected by the pack's frenzy scattered in all directions, their escape speed astonishing.
Looking at the thirty or forty soul beasts charging towards them, everyone wanted to shout, "Is that all? Who do you think you are!" Although nearly ten were ten thousand-year-old level beasts, that was all they were capable of.
Without Wu Xuan and Zhang Lexuan needing to intervene, Wang Qiu'er and the others acted. As Mo Xuan's aura expanded, everyone felt their strength and speed increase simultaneously, even their spirit seemed to strengthen.
Wielding the Golden Dragon Spear, Wang Qiu'er's aura instantly sharpened, her pinkish-blue eyes transforming into golden vertical pupils as she stared at the most imposing crimson baboon, her grip on the spear tightening unconsciously.
A resounding dragon roar echoed, and brilliant golden light spread out, creating a golden curtain. With a light tap of her toes on the ground, Wang Qiu'er launched herself like a cannonball.
The Crimson Baboon, currently in a berserk state, neither dodged nor evaded Wang Qiu'er's attack, its thick arms sweeping horizontally towards the Golden Dragon Spear.
This Crimson Baboon was arguably the strongest besides the Crimson Baboon King, having reached a level of 46,000 years, not far from the nearly 60,000-year-old King.
The physical strength of a 46,000-year-old Crimson Baboon easily surpassed that of a top-tier defensive Soul Douluo, yet it became incredibly fragile before the Golden Dragon Spear. A thrust tore apart its swinging right arm, and a sweeping motion ripped its left arm into a bloody mist.
In the intense pain, the Crimson Baboon's crimson eyes finally cleared. With a twist of its body, it shoved its companion into Wang Qiu'er and fled.
"Hmph!" Wang Qiu'er snorted coldly, thrusting her golden dragon spear forward. The ten-thousand-year-old blood-red baboon, struck by the spear, staggered, its reaction a beat too slow. And that was it—the unfortunate creature's heart was pierced directly by the golden dragon spear.
On the other side, Wang Dong'er's fifth spirit ring shone brightly. Her hands pointed forward repeatedly, and six-pointed star arrays quickly appeared on the ground.
These six-pointed star arrays were meticulously arranged, each five meters apart, and each a different color.
Several blood-red baboons were blasted away in succession.
Compared to the two women, Li Yongyue was somewhat lacking, barely managing to parry the attack of two ten-thousand-year-old blood-red baboons. If Wang Qiu'er hadn't stopped the third blood-red baboon charging at Li Yongyue, instead of chasing after the fleeing one, Li Yongyue would likely have been defeated.
"Why are you running? Where did your arrogance go?" Wu Xuan flashed forward, blocking the path of the blood-red baboon with both arms severed, his words cold and ruthless.
"Roar~!" The blood-red baboon roared to the sky, its powerful body suddenly standing upright. A layer of dark red light could be seen on its originally jet-black fur, and a strong, nauseating stench of blood filled the air. The blood-depleted baboon was clearly different from before. As it charged at Wu Xuan, a blood-red shadow even trailed behind it. Without its arms, its powerful and sturdy body became its weapon.
"What's a dying beast doing here so arrogantly?"
With a flash, Wu Xuan arrived in front of the charging blood-red baboon.
Almost without hesitation, Wu Xuan swung his fist across the chest of the blood-red baboon. With a piercing "crack," the baboon's chest caved in, its body stiffening instantly before collapsing to the ground. Wu Xuan intended to finish the baboon off with another punch, but hesitated as his fist reached it.
He couldn't kill it now; this baboon might be useful in testing Wang Qiu'er's mental state. This was crucial to his future attitude towards her.
Wu Xuan stepped forward, grabbed the baboon by the neck, and dragged it back.
The battle was over, and a large number of corpses lay scattered on the ground. Seeing Wu Xuan recapture the fleeing Crimson Baboon, Zhang Lexuan stepped forward and nodded slightly, then looked at the group and said, "This Crimson Baboon's cultivation level is approximately 46,000 years. Does anyone need its spirit ring? Its Bloodlust spirit skill is quite useful for melee spirit masters. Its Group Frenzy is also good. Moreover, absorbing it as a spirit ring will greatly benefit your physical attributes. Strength, resilience, and defense will all increase significantly."
Seeing Mo Xuan shake his head, Wu Xuan's gaze involuntarily turned to Wang Qiu'er, "Are you interested in this spirit ring?"
Wang Qiu'er looked at Wu Xuan, her voice still cold and clear: "If it were you, would you be interested?"
"Me? I don't need a spirit ring from such a low-level spirit beast." Wu Xuan blurted out without thinking.
"My Golden Dragon bloodline wouldn't even look at this trash!" Wang Qiu'er's words were condescending, her eyes filled with disdain for the Crimson Baboon.
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