Even before obtaining the Chaos Divine Body, Shen Lang had no longer feared the Netherworld Wolf King.
After acquiring the Chaos Divine Body, he was confident he could kill the Netherworld Wolf King with his bare fists!
The problem was, this Netherworld Wolf King was not that Netherworld Wolf King...
The soul inside the Netherworld Wolf King’s body was no longer the sa one Shen Lang had fought twice before.
It was the Howling Moon Celestial Wolf Soul that had escaped from the altar!
A Wolf Soul capable of severely injuring Yuwen Huaji while still inside a sealed altar was an extrely powerful existence, even if it was much weaker now.
The current Shen Lang had no confidence in facing it.
But the will of a War Emperor demanded a fight, even without certainty of victory!
Just then, a furtive Divine Thought made contact with Shen Lang. A barely audible voice echoed in his mind, "Kid, you don’t really want to fight , do you? This god isn’t afraid of you, but I’d rather not waste too much Primordial Qi fighting you. How about we make a deal?"
This was, in fact, the voice of the Wolf Soul that had been sealed in the altar on the Tala Prairie!
"I’m listening."
Shen Lang seed to have expected this. His gaze remained unchanged as he continued to stroke the body of the Celestial Water Blade.
The Wolf Soul’s Divine Thought continued, "The irrepressible killing intent in your eyes tells you want to kill Xu Daolin. But Yuwen Huaji is in the City Lord’s Mansion right now. If you really kill Xu Daolin, you’ll die for sure."
"Hmph," Shen Lang snorted, transmitting his thought back. "Don’t tell you want to team up with you against Yuwen Huaji. If so, you’ve got the wrong guy. My Cultivation is enough to kill Xu Daolin, but against Yuwen Huaji, I have no choice but to run."
The Wolf Soul chuckled coldly. "Kid, why bother hiding things from ? I saw you escape from Yuwen Huaji’s grasp with my own eyes. Even I’m afraid of the power you’re hiding."
’I’m not hiding it, it’s called knowing my own limits... Tell your plan.’ Shen Lang had long anticipated the Wolf Soul’s plan but feigned ignorance.
Ever since the Wolf Soul had intentionally revealed a flaw for him to see back in Halan Valley, he had predicted many things.
This Wolf Soul clearly had a chance to flee, yet it hid inside the Netherworld Wolf King’s body, spending its days and nights with Yuwen Huaji and his group.
Obviously, it was bent on revenge.
Wolves are inherently vengeful and patient creatures, to say nothing of a Wolf Soul that referred to itself as "this god" with every other breath.
This Wolf Soul was said to be the Howling Moon Sky Wolf King from several thousand years ago. It was later sealed in the altar on the Tala Prairie by the Imperial Dragon Sect, only for Yuwen Huaji to use its power to suppress and collect the Beast Souls of the prairie.
Enraged, the Wolf Soul feigned weakness, then seized the opportunity to severely injure Yuwen Huaji.
Afterward, because Shen Lang appeared and severed several of the sealing Locking Chains, the Wolf Soul finally found its chance. Once Long Fong and the others were lured away by Shen Lang, it risked everything to escape and concealed itself within the Netherworld Wolf King’s body.
With Yuwen Huaji himself also heavily injured, the Wolf Soul made no move. This was clearly because it had suffered even greater damage during its escape from the Seal and was now likely too weak to deal with Yuwen Huaji on its own.
That was why it wanted to cooperate with Shen Lang.
But Shen Lang knew his own situation best. Against an opponent of equal power, he was confident he could slay them, even if their Cultivation was far higher than his.
However, the gap between him and Yuwen Huaji was simply far, far too wide.
In a world with such a strict hierarchy of power, a Half-Step King Martial Realm expert like Yuwen Huaji could annihilate hundreds of Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artists with a turn of his hand.
The only reason Shen Lang had managed to escape with his life was that he’d exploited an opening created by Yuwen Huaji being injured and simultaneously restrained by the Wolf Soul.
Even when he had broken Yuwen Huaji’s palm strike, he had only managed it by relying on the War Emperor’s mories and understanding of the Trend of Heaven and Earth.
In a true head-on confrontation, even now that he had awakened the Chaos Divine Body, it would be impossible to even injure Yuwen Huaji.
If they truly fought, he might not even have a chance to escape.
He could certainly help this Wolf Soul with a plan, and killing Xu Daolin was also on the table, but for the current Shen Lang to take on a Half-Step King Martial Realm expert like Yuwen Huaji? Wasn’t that just suicide?
How could he possibly be such a sucker?
Strictly speaking, with Shen Lang’s current Cultivation, he might be able to kill Drunken Thousand Cups, who was already at the Xuanwu Realm Second Heaven, if he fought a bloody battle.
Even if he couldn’t kill him, he could at least use the Ghost King’s speed to escape.
Once the Ghost King went all out, it was fast enough to shake off the pursuit of a Xuanwu Realm Fifth Heaven expert.
But against Yuwen Huaji, who was at the Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven, Shen Lang wouldn’t even have a chance to flee.
Besides hiding in the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron or having Zuo Wentian take action, he had almost no other options.
The problem was that Ancestor Level figures from Major Sects like the Imperial Dragon Sect and Li Hen Sect were present in Celestial Phoenix City!
He dared not rashly use either the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron or Zuo Wentian.
However, Shen Lang had no intention of telling the Wolf Soul that powerful experts from all corners had gathered in Celestial Phoenix City. If this beast learned that an Elder Ancestor from the Imperial Dragon Sect was here, it would probably tuck its tail and run imdiately.
The Wolf Soul wanted Shen Lang’s help against Yuwen Huaji, but didn’t Shen Lang also want its help against Yuwen Huaji?
Because once Xu Daolin was killed, all of Yuwen Huaji’s preparations would co to nothing. Combined with the fact that Shen Lang had already outplayed him once before, if Xu Daolin died now, that old fiend would certainly fly into a rage and co after Shen Lang.
More importantly, Shen Lang had discovered that the three from Evil Wind Valley were all at the Xuanwu Realm Fifth Heaven. Just like Ling Chen, they were a whole world apart from Yuwen Huaji!
When the ti ca, even if these people wanted to help Shen Lang, they wouldn’t be able to stop Yuwen Huaji!
It seed the people from Evil Wind Valley didn’t yet see the situation as too serious. They were unaware of the terrible relationship between Shen Lang and Yuwen Huaji, and they certainly didn’t want to offend Yuwen Huaji to the death.
’Looks like there really is no other way. If this Wolf Soul is willing to fight Yuwen Huaji to the death, I can watch for a chance to land the finishing blow... Opportunity and risk always go hand in hand. I guess I’ll be the bait this ti!’
This was Shen Lang’s plan.
The Wolf Soul hesitated for a mont before replying, "With your strength, you naturally can’t confront Yuwen Huaji head-on. My asking for your cooperation is rely to have you help with the finishing blow. While I have him trapped, your Sword Skill and Thunder Elent Technique can lend a hand!"
"It seems your deliberate reveal and departure back in Halan Valley, doing a favor, was all for today," Shen Lang said with a smirk.
The Wolf Soul snorted coldly. "Apart from you, no one is qualified to cooperate with this god. Besides, you have no choice right now! You want to kill Xu Daolin, but after you do, Yuwen Huaji will definitely make a move! This man isn’t just his apprentice; he’s also involved in many of that old bastard Yuwen Huaji’s sches!"
"If it’s just the finishing blow, I agree. But let be clear: dealing with Yuwen Huaji will primarily rely on your strength. I’ll run when I have to."
"It’s a deal then. Next, let’s put on a show, and we’d better make it convincing... Just treat as the Netherworld Wolf King from the Tala Prairie."
The Divine Thought exchange between the man and the wolf was incredibly fast, taking only a few breaths’ ti.
In that short ti, Xu Daolin had finally raised his montum to its peak.
"Hehehe, haven’t you always wanted a fight with ? Now, I’ll grant you your wish!"
Tilting his head slightly, Xu Daolin’s body trembled, and a series of sharp cracks echoed from his bones.
He gripped the Fla Demon Spear in his right hand and extended his left, palm open. His hand was unusually large, and his fingers slowly curled, resembling a sharp claw.
With a WHOOSH, a black mist rose from his palm, slowly solidifying into a long spear!
"A Gun Martial Soul! Xu Daolin actually has a Gun Martial Soul!"
"That bastard always used a sword before, I can’t believe he has a Gun Martial Soul... How despicable!"
"He’s so good at hiding it. No one in Celestial Phoenix City knew for all these years... Shen Lang is in trouble. Once that Gun Martial Soul fuses with the long spear, the power of that already formidable spear will skyrocket!"
"I rember... I don’t think Shen Lang even has a Martial Soul! This is bad..."
Amid the crowd’s gasps, Xu Daolin gripped the long spear condensed from his Martial Soul and abruptly rged it with the Fla Demon Spear!
Faintly, several blasts of invisible energy shot down, striking the ground and sending stone chips flying.
Instantly, the raging flas on the Fla Demon Spear erupted as if doused in oil, flaring up with astonishing power!
Shen Lang stood still, not building montum. His every move was naturally domineering and soul-stirring!
In contrast, Xu Daolin was wreathed in wild, swirling flas, his montum climbing higher and higher!
"Shen Lang, die!"
With all his preparations complete, Xu Daolin was no longer willing to wait. With a sudden roar, he thrust his spear!
The spear’s shaft vibrated violently, suddenly resembling dozens of giant pythons slithering from their lairs. They darted back and forth, their fangs striking like lightning, enveloping Shen Lang in a dense forest of spears.
A monstrous sea of fire erupted from the Fla Demon Spear. And within that terrifying inferno, an incomparably sharp spear light surged forth, locking onto Shen Lang!
Previously, Xu Daolin’s movents and techniques had been ninety percent similar to Ye Juexin’s, leading everyone to believe he also cultivated a Shadow-type Technique.
No one had expected him to possess a Gun Martial Soul, nor for his true strength and aura to be so fierce, domineering, and relentless!
"AWOO!"
The Netherworld Wolf King let out a ferocious howl and circled behind Shen Lang like a bolt of lightning. Its speed was so extre that it left only a trail of afterimages, making its true body impossible to discern!
At that very mont, the Celestial Water Blade flipped slightly, and Shen Lang’s peerless sharpness finally burst forth!
His Sword Montum surged, instantly electrifying the entire field. Sword Qi blotted out the sky, as if a Sword Monarch had descended upon the world!
Feeling the powerful Spiritual Power coursing through him like a rushing river, Shen Lang let out a long breath. With a shake of his arm, the world fell as silent as ice. Suddenly, a murderous Sword Qi enveloped everything!
"Let’s fight!"
A low shout echoed across the field. A faint rumble of thunder imdiately emanated from within Shen Lang’s body. His figure suddenly blurred as he charged forward with a ferocious, unstoppable montum, shooting toward Xu Daolin under the countless blazing gazes of the crowd!
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