Chapter 612 Astonishing Strength

Not long after, a subordinate was directly swallowed by a giant wolf, while Yang Qianrou was in a panic, having to deal with the attacking giant wolf while also supporting those around her.

Aside from Ning Beichen, the strongest in the group were Yang Qianrou and Cao Shuo. However, with just the two of them, they were unable to withstand the wolves' siege.

Soon, even Yang Qianrou and Cao Shuo were injured. Cao Shuo, in particular, was almost crippled by a giant wolf's bite.

"Fall back, everyone."

Ning Beichen shouted at them as he saw their predicament.

Yang Qianrou and the others immediately obeyed and retreated. However, the giant wolves then lunged at Yang Qianrou, who was covering their retreat.

Yang Qianrou was startled and quickly swung her whip, coiling it around the giant wolf's body.

*Crack!*

The whip wrapped around the giant wolf, but before Yang Qianrou could feel any joy, she was lifted into the air by the wolf. Her strength was no match for the beast.

*Clang!*

Yang Qianrou slammed into the giant wolf, groaning in pain as if her bones were broken. She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At that moment, the giant wolf bared its sharp teeth and lunged at Yang Qianrou's neck. If it had bitten her, not only her neck, but Yang Qianrou's head would likely have been gone.

"It's over!"

Yang Qianrou looked at the wolf's fangs, inches away, and the foul stench emanating from its mouth. Despair washed over her.

The few members who had previously belonged to the Mad Hunting Group saw their former leader about to be eaten by a giant wolf. Without hesitation, they turned back, ready to save her.

Even though Yang Qianrou was no longer their leader, their bond was not so easily broken. After all, they had shared hardships together.

However, they were too far from the giant wolf. Even with all their might, they couldn't rescue her from the wolf's jaws before it attacked.

Just as Yang Qianrou was about to meet her end, a bronze ancient sword descended from the sky and, with a loud boom, pierced the wolf's head.

The immense power of the attack sent Yang Qianrou flying, and the giant wolf's blood splattered all over her face.

"It's the leader! The leader has slain the giant wolf!"

Those who had tried to save Yang Qianrou but couldn't reach her in time cried out in excitement.

"Oh no, the leader's weapon is gone!"

After their initial excitement, they noticed that Ning Beichen no longer held a weapon. In front of him, three giant wolves charged. Their hearts sank.

Ning Beichen had already become their totem and their faith. Without him, they would not have been able to enter the ancestral land.

"Leader!"

Everyone immediately rushed towards Ning Beichen.

But Ning Beichen’s palm vibrated, and a powerful force pushed them all back. He then looked coldly at the charging wolves, snorting through his nostrils.

He clenched his fist, and with a crack, he unleashed three punches at the three giant wolves.

*Rumble, rumble.*

The onlookers couldn't even see Ning Beichen's attack. They only saw the three giant wolves that had charged at Ning Beichen recoil as if struck by some mysterious force, whimpering. Blood gushed from their bodies in a bizarre fashion.

A few seconds later, these two giant wolves lay dead on the ground, lifeless.

Weird.

The atmosphere in the scene became incredibly eerie.

Yang Qianrou and the others rubbed their eyes as they looked at the two fallen wolves.

Everyone present was a master, yet no one saw what had happened to the giant wolves.

How had they become like this?

And who had attacked them?

At this moment, the bronze ancient sword returned to Ning Beichen's hand. He took a step forward, his arm muscles bulging, and an imposing aura erupted from him, like a level twenty typhoon, blowing Yang Qianrou and the others over ten meters away.

"Kill!"

Ning Beichen roared, and the bronze ancient sword cleaved through the void.

*Crack!*

A massive sword energy appeared from the void, accompanied by an even more potent pressure, turning the previously dark sky white.

Although the sword energy was not directed at Yang Qianrou and the others, they were pinned down by the overwhelming pressure, their faces filled with terror as they watched the sword energy descend upon the ground.

Followed by a deafening sound that rendered the world colorless, the desert within a three-hundred-meter radius was gouged out by the sword energy, shaving off a significant portion of the sand.

Some of the giant wolves that were close to Ning Beichen were mercilessly slain by the falling sword energy, unable to even resist. Those slightly further away were also bathed in blood by the sword light and desperately fled outwards.

One heavily wounded giant wolf leaped into the air to escape, but mid-flight, it was cleaved in two by the residual power of the sword energy.

The half with the head continued to flee, but the other half was gone, trailing a long string of intestines.

By the time the giant wolf realized what had happened, its life had ended, and it collapsed in a pool of blood. Its mouth opened and closed a few times before it finally closed forever.

Hundreds of giant wolf corpses littered the desert. Some were dead, some were still breathing their last, and some had escaped. However, it was estimated they would never dare to return, considering this place their forbidden territory.

"Le... Leader."

Yang Qianrou and the others looked at Ning Beichen with fear in their eyes, trembling.

"It's alright. Rest for a while. This wolf meat should be edible. Don't waste it."

Ning Beichen sheathed the bronze ancient sword, not saying much. That last move had consumed over half of his inner energy, but the effect was undeniable.

However, Ning Beichen felt a surge of excitement within him.

He realized that the 'Crossing the Sea of Suffering to the Other Shore' cultivation technique he practiced was far more profound than he had imagined, even belonging to a crushing level in this world.

Unfortunately, at this moment, there was no one to share this good mood with him.

"Alas! If only Liu Yilin were here."

Ning Beichen found himself thinking of her every day since he left.

Previously, when he went on adventures, even if he was away for months, he hadn't missed her this much. Perhaps it was because they were all in the same world, and he knew he would eventually return.

But now, he was in another world, and whether he could return was unknown. Therefore, Ning Beichen's state of mind was naturally different.

However, one thing still troubled Ning Beichen. His world had a passage to the Mundane Realm and a passage to this world. Did that mean there were more passages to other worlds?