I, the military god of the Tang Dynasty, have risen since I destroyed the Turks

Chapter 792 Wolf Attack
Just as Guo Jing's palm strike was about to hit the puppet's core, the entire ancient tomb trembled violently once more, more violently than ever before. Stones fell from the top, the ground cracked, and the spring water suddenly gushed out, instantly submerging ankle-deep.

Most terrifyingly, the crack in the western wall widened further, and a massive bear paw reached in, frantically clawing at the stone wall. The roars of more wild beasts could be clearly heard; they were accelerating the destruction of the ancient tomb's structure!
The puppet lost its balance in the shock, and Guo Jing's palm strike missed its mark by a third, only shattering its left shoulder. The puppet's eyes blazed red, and it lunged at Yang Guo recklessly.

"Guo'er!" Xiaolongnu exclaimed, rushing forward without regard for her own safety.

Guo Jing's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and the internal energy of the Nine Yin Manual circulated within his body at an unprecedented speed. At this moment, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he skillfully combined the fierce power of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms with the gentleness of the Nine Yin Manual, drawing a perfect Tai Chi with his palms, guiding the puppet's forward momentum, and striking it with a smooth motion.

This seemingly gentle strike contained unparalleled internal force, precisely hitting the crystal on the puppet's chest. The crystal shattered upon impact, and the puppet immediately collapsed to the ground, becoming a pile of scrap metal.

But at that moment, the west wall collapsed with a deafening roar, sending rubble flying everywhere. In the dust and smoke, dozens of crimson eyes lit up, and a frenzied horde of beasts surged forward like a tidal wave! Even more terrifying was that the leader was none other than the Black Wolf King, its white fur on its forehead particularly conspicuous in the light of the luminous pearl, its eyes gleaming with an almost human cunning and cruelty.

With the wolf king leading a pack of beasts in front and the ever-widening rift behind, the three were trapped in a desperate situation.

Guo Jing stepped forward without hesitation: "Miss Long, take Guo'er and retreat deeper into the tomb! I know a place where we can take refuge temporarily!"

Xiaolongnu helped Yang Guo up, then glanced at Guo Jing with concern: "Let's go together!"

"I'll cover the rear, retreat quickly!" Guo Jing said resolutely, thrusting out with both palms again, the wind from his palms like a wall, temporarily halting the beast horde's charge.

Little Dragon Girl gritted her teeth, carried Yang Guo on her back, and retreated rapidly into the depths of the tomb. Guo Jing fought and retreated simultaneously, unleashing the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms to their fullest extent, each strike killing a wild beast. But the Black Wolf King was extremely cunning, always dodging the palm strikes at the last moment and directing the beasts to flank him from the side.

Retreating to a fork in the road, Guo Jing suddenly changed his move, striking a protruding rock above his head with his palm. With a loud crash, a stone gate swiftly slammed down, shutting out most of the wild beasts.

However, several wild beasts managed to slip in, including the black wolf king. After the stone door closed, only Guo Jing, the wolf king, and the three vicious wolves remained in the passage.

Inside the confined space, man and wolf faced off. The wolf king growled low, pressing closer with each step. Guo Jing took a deep breath, suddenly abandoning the starting stance of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and switching to the Frost-Treading Ice-Breaking Palm Technique of the Quanzhen Sect. This palm technique was better suited for dealing with multiple attacks in confined spaces.

The wolves pounced simultaneously. Guo Jing moved like the wind, dodging and weaving in the confined space, narrowly avoiding their claws and fangs each time. His palm techniques became soft and gentle, often using a light press and push to send the wolves off balance and crashing into the wall.

But the Black Wolf King remained on the periphery, searching for the best opportunity to attack. Finally, just as Guo Jing killed the last ordinary wolf, it moved! Its speed was so fast that it left an afterimage in its wake.

Guo Jing couldn't turn around in time and could only manage to sidestep. The wolf's claws slashed across his chest, leaving five deep wounds that exposed bone. Despite the excruciating pain, Guo Jing unleashed his full potential, naturally activating the "Flying Willow Force" from the Nine Yin Manual. Using the momentum, he retreated while simultaneously striking out with a palm.

The palm struck the wolf king squarely in the side, causing it to whimper and stagger back several steps. Surprisingly, it quickly regained its footing, its red eyes glowing even brighter, as if it had not suffered any serious injury.

Guo Jing was horrified. This palm strike was enough to kill a tiger, yet it only slightly injured the wolf king. This beast had clearly undergone a transformation under the influence of the blood moon.

The wolf king pounced again, this time with even greater speed. Guo Jing focused intently, but noticed that while the wolf king's attacks were fierce, it consistently avoided his right side. After a moment's thought, it dawned on him—the wolf king had been injured by Yang Guo earlier, and its right-side vision might be impaired!

With a lightning-fast thought, Guo Jing deliberately feigned an opening, revealing a gap on his left side. The wolf king, as expected, fell for the trap and pounced. But at the last moment, Guo Jing slid to the right, channeling all his inner strength into his right palm, striking the wolf king's right neck. With a muffled thud, the wolf king was sent flying, crashing into the stone wall, blood gushing from its mouth and nose. But its ferocity was unleashed, and ignoring its injuries, it pounced again.

Just then, Xiaolongnu's voice came from deep within the passage: "Master Guo, lure it over! There's a trap here!"

Upon hearing the sound, Guo Jing fought and retreated, moving deeper into the passage. The wolf king pursued relentlessly, its eyes fixed only on the enemy who had severely wounded it.

After turning a corner, the view suddenly opened up. It was a circular stone chamber with a high platform in the center, where Xiaolongnu was standing. Yang Guo was placed in a corner, seemingly having regained some strength, and was watching the battle intently.

"Lead it to the center!" Little Dragon Girl shouted.

Guo Jing understood, feinted an attack, and leaped to the center of the room. The Wolf King pounced from mid-air, unstoppable. Just then, Xiaolongnu stepped on a mechanism, and the central floor suddenly opened, revealing a deep pit. The Wolf King couldn't stop in time and plummeted into it.

However, just as he was falling, the wolf king suddenly lashed out with its tail, which whipped towards Guo Jing like an iron whip. Caught off guard, Guo Jing staggered a few steps and also fell into the pit!
"Uncle Guo!" Yang Guo exclaimed.

The Little Dragon Girl's golden bell rope shot out swiftly, wrapping around Guo Jing's wrist. However, the force of the fall was immense, causing her to slide towards the edge of the pit as well.

At the critical moment, Yang Guo, having regained some strength, rushed forward, grabbed Xiaolongnu's waist, and pulled her back with all his might. The three of them combined their strength and finally stopped their fall. Guo Jing used the momentum to leap back to the ground, looking at the bottomless pit with lingering fear.

The faint sound of the wolf king falling to the ground could be heard from the pit, followed by a painful howl, but it quickly faded into the distance, as if it had fallen into deeper underground waters.

With the crisis temporarily averted, the three collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted. Guo Jing's chest wound was bleeding profusely, and Xiaolongnu hurriedly bandaged it for him.

"There's such a deep pit at the bottom of this ancient tomb?" Guo Jing asked, panting.

Xiaolongnu's expression was solemn: "According to the records, the ancient tomb was originally the imperial mausoleum of the previous dynasty, with multiple layers. However, our faction only occupied the upper layer, and the lower layer was sealed off for many years because it was too dangerous."

Yang Guo suddenly pointed to the edge of the pit: "What's that?"

On the stone walls at the edge of the pit, there appeared to be some patterns carved into them. Little Dragon Girl approached for a closer look, her expression changing slightly: "This is... a warning left by the Ancestor. It says that some ancient evil spirit is suppressed in the lowest level of the tomb, and the seal will weaken during the Blood Moon."

Before the words were even finished, the entire ancient tomb trembled once more. But this tremor was different from the previous one; it seemed to come from deep underground, carrying a kind of unsettling rhythm, as if some enormous creature was awakening.

From the bottom of the pit, the faint sound of dragging chains could be heard, along with a low, almost imperceptible, yet chilling roar.
Guo Jing struggled to his feet, his face more solemn than ever before: "It seems our troubles have only just begun."

In the darkness, the three looked at each other in silence, knowing that the real terror of this blood moon night was yet to come.

(End of this chapter)