Wild Dogs

But when the giant axe was only a few inches away from Xue Ming, the man's expression suddenly changed.

There was no other reason than Xue Ming's spear was faster than he had expected.

In desperation, the man could only hold the giant axe in front of him and desperately try to block it.

Clang.

Although Xue Ming's spear did not pierce through the giant axe, it forced him to retreat.

"Forget about that kid who ran away, this guy is more dangerous, hurry up and take him down."

The man shouted urgently.

Upon hearing this, the others did not hesitate any longer and immediately pounced over, fiercely attacking Xue Ming.

For a time, the two sides fought fiercely and were evenly matched. The other two also noticed Xue Ming's formidable strength and immediately pounced on him, beginning to surround and attack him.

"I don't believe you can take on the three of us by yourself."

All three of them are at the mid-stage of Core Formation. If they were to clash head-on, Xue Ming would indeed be no match for him.

However, Xue Ming had made preparations before he arrived, and he had created more than one puppet on his body.

He released all his puppets. Although most of these puppets were only at the Foundation Establishment and Pseudo-Core Formation stages and were no match for Core Formation, their sheer number made up for it.

With these numbers, the puppets managed to hold off two of them.

After holding off the other two, Xue Ming pounced on one of them, thus gaining a complete advantage in combat power.

With a clang, after a few rounds, Xue Ming's spear cleaved the giant axe in two.

This man's giant axe was merely a top-grade spiritual weapon, and of course it was no match for the magic weapon-level spear in Xue Ming's hands.

In an instant, Xue Ming pierced through the giant axe, then thrust his spear directly through the man's body and heart. With a powerful chop, he cleaved the man in two.

After dealing with this one, Xue Ming roared and turned to pounce on the other two.

"Damn, this guy's weird, let's retreat."

The two were quick-witted; realizing the situation was not good, they turned and ran.

"Withdraw? Do you think you can even withdraw?"

At this moment, Xue Ming was filled with rage. He lunged at the two of them in extreme anger and fired a shot at them, aiming straight for their vitals.

Although Xue Ming is powerful, these two are clearly not ordinary people either.

Seeing that they couldn't escape, the two steeled themselves, turned around, and continued fighting.

"We were going to run away, but you stopped us."

"Since you won't let us escape, then let's fight to the death here."

The two men gritted their teeth and angrily lunged at Xue Ming, and for a moment the two sides fought fiercely and evenly.

While the two sides were fighting desperately, Yang Fan was running deeper into the area under the protection of two puppets.

As he moved forward, he cautiously looked around.

At that moment, wisps of spirits kept drifting past him.

Fortunately, the spirits here didn't harm him, which made Yang Fan breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Although these spirits looked strange, they were much more reliable than Xue Ming and his ilk, and they harbored no ill will towards him.

However, after running forward for a while, Yang Fan slowed down.

He could feel the air around him getting a bit chilly.

"What happened?"

Yang Fan's expression changed slightly.

"How could this perfectly good place have changed?"

Yang Fan immediately looked around, but all he could see were souls drifting by.

After a moment, Yang Fan stopped.

He dared not go any further. Since he was unaware of the dangers ahead, rushing forward now would only be courting death.

Yang Fan stopped in place and looked around.

One after another, wandering spirits passed by him.

By this time, he had already penetrated deep into the horde of ghosts.

One after another, ghostly figures passed by him, their numbers increasing.

Yang Fan could only curl up as much as possible and be as careful as possible.

Although the two puppets could not issue commands, they obediently stood guard beside Yang Fan, protecting him.

At this point, the contingency plan left behind by Xue Ming actually became his safety guarantee.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Fan couldn't help but hesitate.

Am I just being paranoid?

There was a slight chill in the air about this place.

Shaking his head, Yang Fan thought for a moment, then slowly started walking forward again.

Unexpectedly, after taking only a few steps, a low wolf howl came from the side.

Yang Fan quickly turned around, and then he saw a huge black wolf dart out from the side.

The black wolf stared intently at Yang Fan, approaching step by step, its mouth spewing out icy breaths.

Upon seeing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but stumble.

"This thing... it seems to be the source of the chill in this area."

Yang Fan hurriedly took a few steps back, trying to avoid the thing.

"How did a wolf suddenly appear in this place filled with ghosts?"

Yang Fan pondered for a moment, then hurriedly took out several spirit swords from his storage bag.

He has now reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Although he can no longer activate magic weapons, the power that top-grade spiritual artifacts can exert in his hands is getting greater and greater. Therefore, he is confident in dealing with this ordinary spiritual beast.

A moment later, the spirit beast pushed off the spot and pounced towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan swiftly dodged the attack with his movement technique, and then swung his sword down fiercely in a backhand strike.

He thought that as long as this sword strike landed, he could kill his opponent instantly.

Unexpectedly, his sword strike missed its mark entirely.

The black wolf's body split in two, then turned into two wisps of black smoke, which pounced directly at Yang Fan.

"hiss."

Yang Fan gasped.

The moment the two clouds of black energy rushed over, Yang Fan felt a sharp pain in his mind.

"What's going on?"

Yang Fan clutched his head in pain, gripping his sword as he rolled backward.

Immediately afterwards, two puppets blocked his way.

After passing through Yang Fan in mid-air, the two wisps of black energy reformed into a black wolf, which continued to stare menacingly at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan clutched his throbbing head, staring intently ahead.

"This black wolf is definitely not a physical entity."

Yang Fan stared at the black wolf in disbelief.

A moment later, he gritted his teeth and summoned the Human King Banner.

"Zhou Peng, what's going on?"

Yang Fan asked hurriedly.

"What's wrong, Master?"

As Zhou Peng spoke, he admitted he didn't know what was going on.

Yang Fan quickly explained the situation in a few words and then pointed to the black wolf in front of him.

"I just slashed at this thing with my sword, but instead of hitting it, it just passed right by me. My head is throbbing now."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Peng also exclaimed in surprise.

"Master, this wolf is not real; it is a spirit beast transformed from the wronged souls of the surrounding area."

"Soul Beast? What's that?"

Yang Fan's expression was extremely surprised.

"How come I've never heard of this before?"

"Of course, Master doesn't know that soul beasts are extremely rare."