Traversing the path of life and death

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Battle of the Two Beasts

Seeing the Qinglie Wolves leave, Lin Yu, who was standing on the tree, took a deep breath and then jumped down. The sudden roar that had just rang out, and the wolf king's reaction when it heard the roar, made Lin Yu look thoughtfully in the direction the wolf king had left.

After pausing for a moment, Lin Yu tidied himself up and then quickly ran towards the direction from which the roar had come.

Lin Yu was full of curiosity and loved all kinds of adventures. The scene just now aroused his curiosity. After all, a big battle was about to break out, but it was interrupted by this roar.

Upon closer reflection, Lin Yu realized that he could also say he was incredibly lucky. "If it weren't for that small bottle of liquid, perhaps the great battle would have come sooner," Lin Yu thought to himself.

The liquid was something Lin Yu had taken from the alchemy room before arriving at the Wild Beast Forest. He had only intended to find some pills for external injuries, but unexpectedly, he found a bunch of small bottles in a corner. Lin Yu took a few pills for treating external injuries and then casually put the bunch of small bottles into his storage ring. Since they were just sitting there, he might as well use them.

Lin Yu returned to his hut and began to carefully examine the small bottles. The small bottle of liquid he had just used was called 'Bright Moon Liquid', which was formed from the condensation of the Heavenly Corpse Three Waters and was considered a nemesis of fire element.

For the Azure Wolf, as long as there is fire element around, the flames on its back will never go out. The liquid only temporarily isolates the Azure Wolf from the fire element, and the effect is that the flames on the Azure Wolf's back go out.

As Lin Yu ran towards the direction from which the roar came, the direction the Azure Fierce Wolves had left was the same as the direction Lin Yu was heading. As he ran, Lin Yu felt increasingly strange.

Lin Yu was fascinated by ancient books and knew a great deal about the habits of the Azure Wolves. Azure Wolves were pack animals, and when they ran together, their routes were usually straight and predictable. But today's pack of Azure Wolves seemed different. The tracks Lin Yu saw were obviously messy and the route was more winding. "What happened?" Lin Yu wondered, and he moved forward even faster.

After crossing a large river and a high mountain, Lin Yu finally spotted the Azure Fierce Wolf pack. Led by the snow-white giant wolf, the pack surged into the cave ahead, followed by a series of heart-wrenching howls that echoed from within.

Lin Yu, who was watching the cave intently from a distance, felt no fear upon hearing the roar. Instead, he felt sorrow. The roar had a tremendous impact on him, and tears welled up in his eyes. What could have made Lin Yu shed tears just from hearing the sound?

The roar echoed throughout the canyon, lingering for a long time, until the snow-white giant wolf was the first to leap out of the cave, put down the object in its mouth, and let out a series of mournful howls.

When Lin Yu carefully examined the object the snow-white giant wolf had laid down, he saw it was the carcass of a young Azure Fierce Wolf covered in blood. Then, numerous Azure Fierce Wolves surged out of the cave, almost every one carrying a blood-soaked young Azure Fierce Wolf carcass. This scene deeply moved Lin Yu, profoundly stimulating his heart. He thought, "Is this what they call 'survival of the fittest'?" At that moment, Lin Yu felt the fragility of life and secretly resolved to become stronger.

The Green Fierce Wolf pack buried all the dead cubs with soil, and their howls continued to spread. Just as Lin Yu was about to turn and leave, another howl, different from that of the Green Fierce Wolf pack, entered his ears, and the howls of the Green Fierce Wolf pack suddenly fell silent.

Lin Yu turned around and saw a group of tigers, or more precisely, a group of black tigers, opposite the pack of Azure Fierce Wolves.

The Xuanhu is a different species from the Qinglielang wolf pack, living in a group. They belong to the advanced level of the first tier, while the Tiger King has the peak level of the first tier, equivalent to the ninth level of a human's Body Solidification Realm.

Xuanhu was born with a disability. With its sharp teeth, immense strength, and large population, it often hunted wild beasts stronger than itself. It was also hostile to the Qinglie Wolf pack. Neither of them would allow the other to appear in their territory. It can be said that the Qinglie Wolf pack and Xuanhu were mortal enemies.

In Lin Yu's view, a battle between the two races seemed inevitable. The Azure Fierce Wolves, already in agony from the loss of so many cubs, suddenly saw their formidable foe. Every Black Tiger was covered in blood, and every Azure Fierce Wolf's eyes were bloodshot. Their hind legs were tense, and the flames on their backs burned even more intensely. A battle was imminent. Who says wild beasts have no feelings? Wild beasts also feel sorrow and pain. Accompanied by the roar of the snow-white Azure Giant Wolf, the Azure Fierce Wolves surged towards the Black Tiger like madmen. The great battle began…

With its massive size and immense strength, the Xuanhu charged at the Qinglie Wolves. The twenty-odd Qinglie Wolves were essentially two against one Xuanhu, but the Qinglie Wolves still didn't gain any advantage. As soon as a Qinglie Wolves had a chance to bite a Xuanhu, they would hold on tightly and not let go no matter how the Xuanhu slapped them. Only when the Qinglie Wolves tore off pieces of flesh from their jaws would they release their grip.

Relying on its advantages, the Xuanhu used its claws to tear apart the Qingliewolf's back and its sharp teeth to bite at the Qingliewolf's neck, giving the Xuanhu pack a slight advantage in the battle against the Qingliewolf pack.

Seeing that its pack was at a disadvantage, the snow-white giant wolf charged into the enemy tiger pack. Relying on its strength, which was about to break through to the peak of the first rank, it fought fiercely with its opponents. It bit off the neck of a black tiger in one bite, slammed its huge wolf claws down on the black tiger, and then slammed a second black tiger to its death.

The Tiger King charged at the Snow White Wolf King, who, caught off guard, was violently rammed into a distance. The clash between the leaders of the two groups had only just begun.

The Tiger King's strength at the peak of the first tier was slightly higher than that of the Snow White Wolf King, who was almost at the peak of the first tier. The Tiger King was stronger in all aspects, whether it was physical strength or the strength of his body. The Snow White Wolf King was slightly inferior to the Tiger King. However, the Snow White Wolf King's indomitable spirit and the power that had just lost its cub made the battle with the Tiger King extremely intense.

The battle between the kings of the two tribes intensified. As the king of his tribe, no other tribe was allowed to interfere in his fight; it was a battle for honor and for the tribe.

The two wild beasts fought back and forth, and the battle location was getting further and further away. Lin Yu was stunned because the two wild beasts were fighting very close to Lin Yu. Lin Yu jumped up into a tree, gripped a dagger tightly in his hand, and stared ahead, paying close attention to the movements of the two beasts.

The two wild beasts seemed to have only each other in their eyes, completely unaware of Lin Yu hiding twenty feet away. The Tiger King made a leaping motion, and the snow-white giant wolf was about to leap as well, but the Tiger King charged towards the snow-white giant wolf in the instant it leaped, slamming it aside and raising its sharp claws. Watching the battle, Lin Yu sighed inwardly, "That black tiger is truly..."

At this moment, the Snow White Wolf King was exhausted. It was already quite an achievement that he had managed to hold on until now. He was covered in wounds and panting heavily. Looking at the Tiger King, although he was also covered in wounds, he did not have any fatal injuries and still had the strength to fight.

The Tiger King looked at the battle in the distance. The last Black Tiger was being bitten on the neck by the Azure Wolf, while the Black Tiger's sharp claws pierced the Azure Wolf's abdomen. The Azure Wolf still held on tightly, and both were on the verge of death.

Witnessing the destruction of its clan, the tiger king, its eyes glowing red, raised its claws to strike the snow-white giant wolf. The snow-white giant wolf, as if knowing its fate, closed its eyes.

However, death did not come. Instead, a whooshing sound followed by the roar of the Tiger King.