Chapter 72: The Strange Flute Sound

  Ahh——

  The Wolf King finally burst out with the strongest power under the threat of death, opening his mouth wide, and a white light was brewing inside, constantly expanding. Lu Qing and others clearly saw that around the Wolf King, the ice and snow were continuously melting, as if tiny white sparks were flying out from the melting ice and snow, being swallowed into the wolf's mouth.

  Almost immediately after counting his breath, a white ice ball the size of a bowl formed in the wolf king's mouth. The piercing chill spread around the wolf king, shrouding him in a layer of white mist. His eyes glared at Luoxing Yu, and the white fur on his body flashed towards his mouth, converging into the ice ball, which grew another circle in an instant.

  It's going all out now. Seeing the Wolf King's movement, Lu Qing and others knew that it was concentrating its entire body strength to make a final blow.

  Roar!

  As the Wolf King's thunderous roar echoed throughout the village, the ice ball whizzed towards Luoxing Yu, leaving behind a trail of condensed air that crystallized into tiny ice crystals surrounding the ice ball, like a full moon surrounded by stars on a night sky, except this ice ball was now filled with the will to freeze everything.

  A look of disdain flashed across his face, and Luoxin Yu's eyes glared, the purple-gold light in his eyes bursting forth. Instantly, the sword wheel spinning in his hand was also radiant with a brilliant glow. Around the sword wheel, a ring of pale golden flames suddenly appeared out of thin air, as if it were a rising purple sun, entwining the true fire of the Taiyang.

  Whoosh——

  Whoosh——

  Whoosh——

  Facing the wolf king's powerful ice ball, countless purple sun sword auras suddenly shot out from the wheel of Luoxin Feather Sword, tearing through the air with a sharp sound, and covering the sky to envelop the wolf king.

  Bang!

  A sword aura slammed into the ice ball and dispersed, but the ice ball also shrank greatly in response. The subsequent sword auras continuously bombarded it, and in an instant, the ice ball was shattered before it could even approach Luoxin Yu within three feet. However, Luoxin Yu's movements didn't slow down; his hands left behind afterimages as purple sun sword auras shot out from his sword wheel towards the Wolf King.

  Ahhh-ooooh!

  Seeing the ice ball being blown apart, the wolf king who had already lost his strength almost couldn't stand still. Facing the sword energy that was rushing towards him, he let out a mournful howl to the sky. The pack of wolves also seemed to have sensed their king's situation and one by one they let out sorrowful wails to the sky, but none of them came forward to stop it. In both the world of beasts and spiritual beasts, battles were something that would never be stopped, as it was an insult to a strong warrior.

  Boom!

  Without any resistance, the Wolf King was overwhelmed by the surging sword energy and sank down. The ground emitted a violent shattering sound, countless rocks and snowflakes flew about, and the snow dust filled the air, covering an area of several dozen feet around the Wolf King.

  The dust settled, and what appeared before everyone's eyes was a huge pit, about three zhang wide and several feet deep. It seemed to have been burned by fierce flames, with a dark black color and swirling black smoke. The wolf king's corpse lay inside, its originally snow-white fur now charred and blackened, completely unrecognizable from its former majestic appearance. A strong stench of burnt flesh wafted out, proof that it was truly dead.

  The wolf pack let out a mournful howl again, they looked at their king's death with no fur left, the eyes looking at Luoxing Yu all emitted a bloodthirsty aura, but was restrained by Luoxing Yu's strength, and could only use sharp claws to scrape the snowy ground, not daring to take the lead.

  Onlookers, whether it was Lu Qing or others, all had solemn expressions at this moment, because no one was confident that they could escape the devastating blow of this sword. Even Nie Qingtian furrowed his brow, losing his usual carefree calmness.

  It seems that he still has a long way to go, and Lu Qing's heart suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, which also made him clearly recognize his position. To be honest, his recent progress in strength and achievements had even made himself feel very satisfied, and unconsciously, his gaze and momentum had become somewhat arrogant, with a hint of pride in his heart. After all, at his age, he was able to achieve such a high level of cultivation, which was rare in the Zixia Sect's region over the past thousand years.

  But today, through the battle with Luoshen Yu and Lang Wang, Luoshen Yu's revealed strength, which is only a small part of his true power, made Lu Qing clearly recognize his position. At present, he doesn't have the qualifications to be arrogant, let alone being a genius, one must achieve outstanding results to stand out. Moreover, Lu Qing is very clear that he himself is not what people call a genius, his current strength is all due to the many encounters and opportunities he has had, relying solely on his hard work would not have led to such progress.

  Looking at the scene again, Luoxin Yu stood up with his sword in hand and looked towards the other side. Lie Feng was still entangled by the light curtain of the two Wolf Guards and couldn't achieve anything, and he couldn't help but frown. His right hand formed a sword shape and pointed downwards several times, and suddenly two powerful purple sun sword auras pierced through the air, instantly reaching in front of the two Wolf Guards.

  Pfft——

  The light screen that was originally helpless in Lie Feng's hands suddenly shattered under the purple Yang sword energy of Luo Xin Yu, and before they could react, the two wolf guards only felt a pain in their eyebrows, and the world in front of them became blurred. Lie Feng saw this and with a horizontal slash of his Huo Yun sword, the two large wolf heads flew out instantly and fell into the midst of the wolf pack.

  Yu and Hua were taken aback at first, but soon fell silent again. Lu Qing watched this scene with a slightly furrowed brow, but quickly regained control of his emotions. However, as for Luo Xin Yu, the good impression he had initially didn't exist was now even lower than before.

  At this moment, seeing the two wolf guards die again, the wolf pack finally triggered its ferocity. Nearly 200 long-toothed wolves howled and charged towards Lu Xingyu and Lie Feng. The people behind Lu Qing gripped their swords tightly. Now that the leading spiritual beast had been killed, these ordinary wild beasts were no match for Lu Qing's group. What followed would be a one-sided slaughter. However, Lu Qing and his companions wouldn't feel cruel about it. So many innocent villagers' lives needed to be repaid with the wolves' own lives.

  Just as Lu Qing and the others were about to take action, the wolf pack's footsteps suddenly stopped, and a chorus of howls rose up. Then, under everyone's astonished gaze, this originally ferocious and fearless pack of wolves suddenly turned around and rushed towards Wolf Tooth Mountain.

  "Wait, you guys listen——" Lu Qing's soul-refining technique was operating, and his exceptionally clear mind detected that from the direction of Wolf Tooth Mountain, a faintly sorrowful flute sound was coming over, no mistake, it was sorrowful. The flute sound revealed a kind of sorrow that could bring tears to one's eyes, making Lu Qing's heart feel some slight palpitations.

  Others also turned their heads to listen, and after a moment, Yi Ruoyu's eyebrows furrowed, her expression gradually becoming serious: "Listening to the flute sound, it seems to be coming from the direction of Wolf Tooth Mountain. Could it be that someone is summoning these long-toothed wolves to retreat?"

  Yu Jihua's eyes lit up as he heard the words, and he turned to wave at the middle-aged swordsman who was standing in front of the village gate, taking a deep breath. As soon as the middle-aged swordsman saw Yu Jihua waving at him, he became somewhat flustered and hastily took several steps forward to stand beside Yu Jihua: "Sir, do you have any orders?" His tone was extremely respectful, because according to the customs of Zixia Peak, a pre-heavenly sword guest's status was equivalent to that of half a town governor, which was far beyond what a small city guard like him could compare to.

  Not to mention the group of people in front of him were so young, and among them was even the son of the sect master, Zixia Sword's Luofeng Ranking first place, Lingyun Heart Feather's existence, which made his heart palpitate with anxiety, fearing that he would inadvertently offend Lu Qing and his party.

  "How often does this pack of wolves attack the village?"

  Facing Yu's inquiry, the middle-aged swordsman was stunned for a moment before answering: "This is the first time in three years. Since we were ordered to come and guard here three years ago, we repelled an attack by a wolf pack on the village and ambushed and killed the only first-class wolf king among them. There hasn't been a single wolf appearing in the village since then, and the wolf calamity that had lasted for two years also ended there. But I didn't expect this wolf pack to come back today."

  "As expected," Yu Ji's expression turned solemn, and he exchanged a glance with everyone else.

  Lu Qing's heart skipped a beat, but Yi Ruoyu was the first to speak: "This wolf pack is actually being manipulated by someone, and the timing coincidentally chose to occur during the Beast Graveyard riot three years later. It seems that there might be some connection between these two events."

  One of the approaching Luoxin Yu was also stunned, and after thinking for a moment, his face turned heavy: "That's right, I once heard my father say that this beast tomb riot started only 100 years ago. As for the reason, many predecessors have entered the beast tomb to investigate over the past century, but there has been no result. Because in normal times, all spiritual beasts are very normal, and only during the riots that occur every five years do they become like they've lost their selves, crazily attacking the borders of Luorong City. It seems that today's events may be a bit suspicious."

  "Fortunately, there are still seven days before the riot officially begins. At this time, someone is actually using flute sounds to drive away wolves. If it weren't for our profound cultivation, at such a far distance, with the cultivation of the swordsmen guarding this small village on the edge, it would be absolutely impossible to hear. It's as if they're deliberately playing for the pack of wolves." Yu Ji's gaze turned towards the direction of Wolf Tooth Mountain, his tone heavy and solemn.

  Lian Xin's sword tightened in his hand, and Lu Qing also said in a low voice: "We may have discovered a century-old conspiracy."

  "Chase!" With a low shout, several figures transformed into multiple streams of light and chased in the direction where the wolf pack had just fled.