Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

"Tch, what's so interesting about Wangzai Little Buns!" Wu Feilong scoffed, then turned away with a flourish and skillfully began grilling the fish. At that moment, the sun was setting, its blood-red rays gradually disappearing below the horizon, while a bright, clear moon hung high in the night sky. As night fell, the nocturnal animals became active, venturing out to search for food.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Mu Yao let out another sharp scream that pierced the night sky.

"Young Miss, what's wrong with you again?" Wu Feilong asked helplessly.

"There are...there are bugs!" Mu Yao's voice was filled with obvious fear and trembling.

"Don't be afraid, come over here quickly. There won't be so many bugs near the fire. You can also eat something while you're at it," Wu Feilong said, beckoning to Mu Yao.

Mu Yao hesitated for a moment, but finally walked cautiously toward Wu Feilong, muttering, "Then this young lady will reluctantly eat a little."

Despite the deafening roar of the waterfall, Mu Yao's piercing screams had successfully attracted a ferocious demonic wolf. The wolf stealthily approached the pool, cautiously sniffing around before following the scent all the way to the base of the waterfall. It looked up at the towering cave, then with a powerful leap, its agile body soared into the air, landing steadily on top of the cave.

After the wolf stopped, it bared its teeth and glared at Wu Feilong and Mu Yao, drool dripping from its mouth and even onto the ground. Faced with such a ferocious wolf, Wu Feilong didn't hesitate to shield Mu Yao tightly behind him, while simultaneously taking out his siege crossbow and aiming it at the wolf.

With a whoosh, a crossbow bolt as thick as an arm shot out like lightning, striking the demon wolf squarely in the abdomen. The severely wounded wolf howled in pain, its body flying backward and crashing heavily into the icy, frigid pool.

"Awooo—" The wolf, having fallen into the water, struggled desperately, splashing up large sprays of water. As it thrashed about in the water, it let out low, angry howls, seemingly trying to send a distress signal to its companions. Soon, the once crystal-clear river water was stained crimson by the wolf's blood, like a blood-red ribbon slowly flowing under the moonlight.

"Let's go inside," Wu Feilong said, pulling Mu Yao into the cave. He believed the demonic wolves would arrive soon.

Wu Feilong carried her at breakneck speed, but his calls seemed like a curse, drawing wolves from all directions, who were hunting for food, rushing toward the pool. Wu Feilong held her hand tightly, not daring to loosen his grip for a moment, and continued walking deeper into the pool.

Not long after, a rustling sound was heard. It turned out that the demon wolves had followed the scent to the cave entrance. They sniffed warily at first, and then leaped into the cave without hesitation.

Seeing this, Wu Feilong inwardly cried out in alarm. As the beads, shimmering with an eerie light, drew ever closer, he knew they were the eyes of the demon wolves—they had indeed caught up! In a flash, he ignited several explosive charges he had prepared beforehand and threw them with all his might.

In an instant, a deafening roar resounded, shaking the entire cave. Amidst billowing dust and the sound of falling rocks, the narrow passage instantly descended into chaos. Yet, even so, the demonic wolves did not relinquish their pursuit of their prey. Howling and howling, they charged relentlessly towards Wu Feilong and her location.

Just then, a huge boulder fell from the sky, landing right at the cave entrance and completely blocking it. Even so, the demonic wolves refused to give up; they frantically rammed the boulder, trying to break through the barrier.

Wu Feilong and she tried to continue their escape, but were surprised to find a tightly closed bronze door blocking their path. At the same time, three enormous demonic wolves were staring at them menacingly, growling incessantly, seemingly ready to pounce at any moment.

Wu Feilong was extremely anxious. He used all his strength to push the heavy bronze door, but no matter how hard he tried, the bronze door remained unmoved. He realized that using explosives was obviously not an option at this point. If he forced a blast, the entire cave would probably collapse, and he would not only be unable to escape, but he would also be buried deep inside.

Standing behind him, Mu Yao was utterly terrified, her body trembling uncontrollably. She murmured desperately, "It's over... I'm really going to die here this time..."

Hearing Mu Yao's words, Wu Feilong turned around, looked at her with a firm gaze, and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't let anything happen to you!"

Wu Feilong's eyes were sharp. With a thought, two shotguns flew out of the Simuwu Ding and landed squarely in his hands. The two shotguns gleamed with a cold light, as if they contained boundless power.

At the same time, not far away, three demonic wolves were slowly approaching Wu Feilong and his companions in a single file. Their ferocious faces, sharp fangs, and bodies exuding an evil aura were terrifying.

Facing the menacing wolves, Wu Feilong showed no fear. He gripped his shotgun tightly with both hands, steadily aiming at the wolves positioned to his left and right. Just as the wolves drew closer, Wu Feilong pulled the trigger without hesitation. In an instant, accompanied by a deafening roar, a torrent of steel pellets rained down, striking the two wolves hard.

"Awooo—" The attacked wolves let out a pained howl that echoed throughout the cave. However, this did not make them retreat; instead, it aroused their even stronger ferocity.

Just then, the most cunning and ferocious wolf in the middle seized the opportunity, leaping up suddenly and raising its sharp claws to swat fiercely at Wu Feilong's head with the force of a whirlwind. In the nick of time, Wu Feilong made a decisive move, throwing away the shotgun he had already fired a round of shots from, and at the same time quickly pressing the hidden button on his chest.

With a series of sharp whooshing sounds, countless invisible needles, as thin as cow's hair, shot out like a dense rain of arrows, instantly piercing into the demon wolf's body. Although these invisible needles caused considerable damage to the demon wolf, its offensive did not diminish in the slightest.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Feilong dodged the wolf's fatal blow. Unfortunately, the wolf's sharp claws still grazed his arm, leaving several deep bloody gashes. Blood gushed from the wounds, dripping onto the ground and staining the earth red.

The wolf, pierced by the invisible needle, began to tremble uncontrollably, its once steady and powerful limbs becoming unsteady. Clearly, the potent poison coated on the needle was rapidly taking effect within its body, violently eroding its bodily functions. Before long, the wolf foamed at the mouth and collapsed to the ground, completely unable to move.