Seeking Help from the God

Gao Feng, the outer disciple of the Wuji Sword Sect, instinctively thought, "Could it be the pack of demonic beasts driven into a frenzy after the Brutal Wolf King's death?"

"Ugh...""Ugh... ugh..."

In the time it took Gao Feng to glance toward the dust-covered thicket, he saw ten massive bronze wolves leap out, along with several other unknown venomous serpents and wild beasts.

At that moment, Ye Qiang noticed the expressions of the three Wuji Sword Sect disciples. They were clearly becoming tense.

Looking around quickly, Ye Qiang realized he had unwittingly walked into a dead-end surrounded by demonic beasts—a mistake he hadn't anticipated.

In front of him, the thicket, filled with tens of thousands of beasts, blocked his path.Behind him was a giant rock, with a huge gap leading into the Black Giant Mountain.

Ye Qiang had considered using the chaos between the Wuji Sword Sect disciples and the demonic beasts as an opportunity to sneak away through the thicket, but as he observed the situation, he realized this plan was overly simplistic.

The thicket beside him was filled with all manner of demonic beasts, most of which were at the first to second stages of the bronze level.

Charging through would likely result in being torn to pieces.

Another option was to enter the mysterious Black Giant Mountain, but Ye Qiang wasn't delusional enough to believe he could defeat the high-level demonic beasts at the silver level inside.

For now, the best he could do was wait.

Meanwhile, Gao Feng and the others were already within five steps of the bronze wolves and had entered combat.

"Senior brother!""What should we do now? We're surrounded by these damned beasts!" Meng'er, the girl, said anxiously.

"It's all because of that damned Blood Sword Sect bastard!""I'm going to kill him now!" Gao Feng, filled with murderous intent, said irritably.

Before Gao Feng could turn around, the scar-faced youth stopped him, saying, "Senior brother Gao, let's first think about how to deal with these beasts before we go after that brat, alright?""I don't want to end up as lunch for these monsters!"

Gao Feng paused, looking at the fierce beasts before them, and reluctantly agreed—it wasn't the right time to go after Ye Qiang.

He knew he could kill Ye Qiang in ten moves, but he couldn't guarantee the beasts would let him have the time to do so without attacking him first.

"So what do we do now?" Gao Feng asked the scar-faced youth.

"Forget about that Blood Sword Sect bastard!""We form a circle and fight our way out. Whether we make it out or not depends on our luck." The scar-faced youth, after calming his nerves, said seriously to the others.

Just as the three Wuji Sword Sect disciples finished their strategy, the beasts around them could no longer wait and began launching attacks.

First, a pack of bronze wolves, around ten of them, howled as they charged toward the scar-faced youth and the others.

Ye Qiang noticed how the wolves moved with surprising coordination, attempting to strike at the scar-faced youth from all angles. But each time, the scar-faced youth managed to fend them off with a powerful sword swing, sending them retreating.

The three disciples of Wuji Sword Sect formed a tight back-to-back circle, slowly inching forward.

It was a clever tactic. As they moved, any beast that charged at them was immediately pierced by their swords.

However, the beasts, taking advantage of their numbers, relentlessly wore down the disciples' stamina. Eventually, when the disciples could no longer hold on, they would fall, and that would be their end.

At this rate, things were looking dire for Ye Qiang.

He watched as the Wuji Sword Sect disciples moved farther away while the beasts closed in on him.

Ye Qiang knew he couldn't stay there any longer.

After killing one of the beasts charging at him, he looked around and realized he was completely surrounded.

The three Wuji Sword Sect disciples, however, were in a much better position. They had managed to fend off the beasts and were about to enter the dense thicket.

Meanwhile, Ye Qiang remained trapped, wishing he could rush over and deal with them—kill the men and take the woman.

What should I do now? Ye Qiang thought. God, help me!

"Mandla, senior, please wake up..."

In his despair, Ye Qiang suddenly remembered that he possessed an extraordinary ability.

It was the strange red light that had erupted the last time his soul had entered the body of its true owner, Mo Xian. That light had scorched everything within a ten-mile radius, turning it to ash. If he could use it now, the results were easy to imagine.

With that thought, Ye Qiang called out in his mind to the great Mandla, who was trapped in the Extreme Fire Seal.

He tried to summon that sensation of standing in the crimson flames again.

"What is it, summoning this great god?" A solemn, majestic voice rang out in Ye Qiang's mind.

"Senior, please help me!" Ye Qiang pleaded. "Please look—"

"I am in grave danger…"

"If you do not act soon…"

"I will die here, at the hands of these demonic beasts!"

"Hmph, you can't even deal with a pack of demonic beasts as weak as ants?"

"You're still fantasizing about ruling the heavens with three thousand beauties…"

"This is a small matter—solve it yourself!" After that, the voice of Mandla fell silent, not responding again.

Is this really just a small matter? Ye Qiang grumbled in his mind, furious. Easy for you to say! You're the one who's been standing around, speaking big words! Try being in my shoes—someone in the second stage of the bronze level, facing a horde of beasts that outnumber me a hundred to a thousand times at the same level!

After the three disciples from Wuji Sword Sect successfully retreated into the dense thicket, the open space between the Black Giant Mountain and the thicket was left with only Ye Qiang, a lone human cultivator, surrounded by a crazed horde of demonic beasts.

After narrowly dodging one of the beasts' attacks, Ye Qiang killed a massive bronze wolf with a series of strikes. But soon, he was pushed back to a corner by a large rock, unable to retreat any further.

Still, Ye Qiang fought on, resisting the relentless attacks from the beasts. In this tight corner, he used every ounce of his strength to strike again and again.

Each time a fierce beast leaped toward him, he would manage to land a blow to its vital points, causing it to collapse to the ground, slowly losing its life.