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She was very worried for the others, but Mo Beichen was powerless to help her at the moment.

"It's been over half a year. I'm afraid everyone thinks I'm dead, right? Elder Chen, when you forced me to such a miserable state, sooner or later, I will make you pay the price! As for the others, I will pay them back one by one. "

His eyes hurriedly flashed with coldness. No one could have predicted that when Mo Beichen returned to the Lihuo City, he would set off a terrifying storm of blood, causing everyone to tremble in fear …

Unlike when he came, the road back was full of danger. Groups of berserk beasts could be seen everywhere. If one was not careful, they would fall into the encirclement.

Since he couldn't confirm which direction was the right one, Mo Beichen could only choose one based on his senses.

Time passed. In the midst of blood and sweat, he cut through thistles and thorns, causing corpses to appear everywhere he passed, causing many Demonic Beast to tremble in fear.

"Scram!"

A Spirit Wolf with a fierce look in its eyes and a grin on its face, shuddered from head to toe under Mo Beichen's roar. Before it could even understand what happened, its head was kicked off by the bone lance, and fresh blood slowly dripped down the bone lance.

The spirit wolf had jet-black fur and dark green eyes. It shone with a bewitching light in the darkness.

They came and went like the wind, their steps light and graceful, rarely leaving any traces of themselves behind. They moved like ghosts, hard to detect. Usually, when the prey was already bitten, the other party would not even realize that the enemy was approaching them at the right time.

Many Demonic Beast that were one rank higher than them, and could even be two ranks higher, could be ambushed by a ghost wolf and then killed by a group if they were not careful.

In short, this was a very dangerous and difficult to deal with Demonic Beast.

Mo Beichen's battle intent rose, facing close to a hundred enemies, he was not timid at all.

He took a step forward, and the bone lance in his hand thrust out like a poisonous snake or a dragon emerging from the sea. With a light flick of his wrist, a sharp, metallic aura shot out, and transformed into a death god's talisman.

"I'm sick of wolf meat. I even feel like vomiting when I see it. If you don't want your species to be exterminated, then get out of my way!"

Holding onto his dripping blood spear, Mo Beichen said coldly with a face as cold as ice.

Whether or not the wolves understood him, he really didn't want to fight anymore.

He was one of the most numerous Demonic Beast that Mo Beichen had ever encountered, and at the same time, the food that he had eaten the most.

Right now, within his Storage Ring s, there was still quite a bit of dried and cooked wolf meat.

As for the other pieces of meat from the Demonic Beast, it was not edible at all. If it wasn't poisonous, it would be a sour and rancid stench, which Mo Beichen was fooled by.

Mo Beichen, who had felt that he would never want to eat wolf meat again in his entire life, felt annoyed upon seeing the Spirit Wolf.

Moreover, there were quite a few of them, at least a hundred or so. It would take quite a bit of effort to kill them all. If they heard the howls along the way and attracted even more ghost wolves, they would fall into a bitter battle. In the worst case scenario, they would have to run away.

Mo Beichen had encountered this kind of situation twice before. She had thought that after a bloody battle, she would be able to kill the opponent no matter what.

But when he saw that he was no match for the wolf, the head wolf started to call out to his friends and howl towards the sky.

Very quickly, a steady stream of their kind gathered from all directions like floodwaters, surrounding Mo Beichen. The more they killed, the more they killed, and the more annoying it became.

There seemed to be no end to it. There were several times when he was almost pushed to the ground by the enemies, leaving behind a pile of bones.

In the end, the War Qi was exhausted and had no choice but to retreat and flee in a sorry state.

From then on, Mo Beichen had learned his lesson. As long as he encountered a pack of wolves, he would immediately turn around and kill all his enemies, using his fastest speed so that they wouldn't cry out for him and submerge into the army of wolves.

He should choose to avoid it and not clash with the other party.

It was just that his luck was not good this time, and when he encountered a group of blind ghost wolves that wanted to eat Mo Beichen whole, he had no choice but to take action.

In just a single exchange, Mo Beichen had already taken his opponent by surprise with the speed of lightning.

Perhaps because they felt that the enemies in front of them were terrifying, the remaining ghost wolves growled softly, and in the end, under the lead of the lead of the head wolf, they slowly turned around and chose to leave.

He had originally thought that he would fall into a bitter battle if he encountered this group of ghost wolves. He hadn't expected that after killing a dozen of them first, the rest would actually retreat without a fight.

"Humph, at least you guys are sensible!"

Mo Beichen did not take advantage of the situation to chase after them. Originally, both sides were evenly matched, but if they were ambushed while chasing after them, then things would not be good.

This was not the first time he had met a ghost wolf. The few waves he had encountered earlier, had all been cleanly killed by Mo Beichen.

Perhaps, it was because they smelled the thick stench of blood on Mo Beichen's body that they were scared off.

The high levelled Demonic Beast had high IQ and was not an ordinary beast that only knew how to fight to the death. It knew fear, knew tactics, and was as smart as a human.

Only the heavens knew how many Demonic Beast existed in the Crying Demon Abyss. Along the way, Mo Beichen simply couldn't remember how many died at his hands.

One thing he was sure of was that the figure was in the four digits.

Initially, Mo Beichen still wanted to count, but after killing more, he was too lazy to count more.

There were many times when he met groups and groups of Demonic Beast and killed tens or hundreds of them. Every time, it would be with fewer victors and there would also be no lack of examples of the strong winning over the weak.

No matter how strong he was, he was only a single person, and there would always be times when he would run out of strength and War Qi s.

Every time this happened, it would be a great test of a martial artist's true level.

Along the way, not only did Mo Beichen not intentionally avoid Demonic Beast, he even took the initiative to find trouble with them, to fight them and train himself.

If they met an opponent they couldn't defeat, they would first fight to the bitter end until they were riddled with scars. Only then would they unwillingly take a detour.

"Awesome!"

Mo Beichen stood at the peak of the mountain with Demonic Beast's corpses all around him. He opened his arms and let out a long whistle.

"Indeed, adversity makes it easier for people to grow up. This kind of iron-blooded life is what a true man should experience."

After a long time, Mo Beichen suddenly realized that not only did he have to spend his days with the fresh blood, it also seemed to like this kind of lifestyle.

The feeling of being able to control the life and death of others and having everything under control was very tempting.

"Only the strong can control their own destiny and not be controlled by others!"

His eyes were bright and full of life. They were as calm as the Black Sea and as bright as the stars in the sky when they flowed.

He was like an unsheathed sword, sharp and unstoppable.

When the surrounding Demonic Beast, who were attracted by his loud roar, felt this killing intent, their eyes immediately revealed a trace of fear, and they all retreated.

Pulling out a bone lance from a Demonic Beast's body, he threw it into the Storage Ring. Mo Beichen touched the bone blade hanging on his waist, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

Although he could still place the bone blade on the Storage Ring, Mo Beichen still liked the feeling of it being on him.

Furthermore, if they suddenly encountered an extremely powerful Demonic Beast, they could also react immediately and pick it up as an enemy.

"Unfortunately, all I know are some fist and palm skills and I don't have any spear arts or blade skills. Otherwise, I would have been able to increase my fighting strength by quite a lot."

Mo Beichen was a little emotional. Even though he had sharp weapons on him, the things he used were all very shallow and crude applications. More often than not, he just used them as tools to break through his defenses.

In terms of ease, it was not even comparable to the Spirit Weapons he had formed with the War Qi.

"In any case, I have so many battle techniques to use, so I'm not in a hurry. Let's talk about it when I have the chance in the future!"

Mo Beichen seemed to understand now. There were many times when the more he sought after things, the more time and effort he expended, to the point where he was unable to obtain anything in the end.

He would often let nature take its course and receive an unexpected surprise instead.