Xiaoxiao.

In that instant, a huge, round, and adorable iron-eating beast slowly emerged from the depths of the forest.

Its every step seemed somewhat clumsy, yet it carried a unique kind of majesty.

With its appearance, the mysterious Vermilion Fruit that the three had been searching for for three whole days was finally unveiled.

From a distance, the vermilion fruit looked like a blazing fireball, floating quietly in mid-air about two meters above the ground.

It is fiery red all over, so vivid that it seems to drip blood, and its color is as rich as the finest ruby, dazzling and mesmerizing.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover that the fiery red color is not static, but rather exhibits a wondrous flowing state, just like a real flame leaping joyfully, full of vitality and dynamism.

Looking at the surface of the Zhu Fruit, there are five slender, tentacle-like protrusions, each about five centimeters long.

These tentacles are delicate and soft, and when a gentle breeze blows, they sway gracefully, like the flexible whiskers of an animal, giving people a wonderful visual experience.

The entire fruit was about the size of a standard soccer ball, round and smooth, without a single flaw.

At this moment, an extremely strong and subtle fragrance was continuously emanating from the Vermilion Fruit.

That was the unique fragrance of the Zhu fruit, fresh and elegant yet rich and fragrant. Just taking a small sip, one could feel a refreshing coolness instantly coursing through the body, invigorating the spirit and making one feel refreshed.

That unique fragrance seems to possess a certain magic; once you smell it, you can't help but want to take a few more sniffs, becoming completely intoxicated by it.

After a long period of more than five years, the legendary Vermilion Fruit was finally revealed to the three of them.

Gazing at the treasure they had longed for, their eyes burst with uncontrollable ecstasy, their excitement overflowing.

As the rumors say, when this mysterious being sensed the spiritual energy emanating from the three of them, the flames that were originally burning fiercely around it seemed to be given life and began to throb wildly, as if expressing an overwhelming excitement.

However, contrary to the legend that it would approach on its own initiative, the moment it appeared, the Fine-scaled Wolf and the Iron-eating Beast simultaneously launched a fierce attack on the three of them.

Meanwhile, the vermilion fruit continued to burn and leap quietly to the side, seemingly unaffected by the fierce battle around it.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, the three had no time to think further. They reacted quickly and immediately set up a defensive formation, ready for battle.

In an instant, a deafening roar rang out, and more than a hundred agile slender-scaled wolves surged towards them from all directions like a tidal wave.

Each of these fine-scaled wolves was enormous, covered in fine, hard scales that shimmered with a chilling silver light under the sunlight.

Their limbs are covered with extremely sharp claws, which are now raised high, gleaming with a cold light, like deadly blades.

These wolves ran incredibly fast, like lightning streaking across the night sky. In the blink of an eye, they were upon the three of them, their gaping maws snapping open as they lunged to bite them.

In the blink of an eye, Kuang Zheng saw a fine-scaled wolf baring its teeth and claws as it pounced on him. He remained calm in the face of danger, and with a nimble sidestep, he narrowly avoided the deadly gaping maw.

He thought he had escaped this calamity, but to his surprise, this beast was so clever and cunning!

At the same moment that Kuang Zheng dodged to the side, the fine-scaled wolf also turned around quickly, and then its thick and powerful front paws suddenly shot out, grabbing at Kuang Zheng's head like a storm.

Its sharp forepaws, gleaming with a cold light, streaked through the air like lightning, leaving a chilling afterimage.

In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to be torn apart, turning into nothingness, as if even time and space were distorted.

Its speed and power are so great that it is even slightly stronger than the leaders of the ten most famous sects in the martial arts world!

Just then, Kuang Zheng regained his footing and before he could react further, the fine-scaled wolf's front paws came hurtling towards his head like a storm. The sight before him made one gasp in shock; who could have imagined that this seemingly ordinary beast possessed such astonishing explosive power and attack skills?

However, in reality, the wolf's previous attack was merely a test.

When it keenly senses that its prey is making a move and reacting accordingly, it immediately unleashes its true trump card without hesitation. This fatal blow is not only extremely fast, but its precise timing is also incredibly accurate, leaving even the well-informed Kuang Zheng in awe.

If an ordinary person were to face such a sudden and fierce attack, they would likely suffer a great loss.

But Kuang Zheng is no ordinary person. Over the years, he has experienced countless battles, both big and small, and has long since honed himself into a top-notch master with extensive experience.

His years of accumulated memories of terrifying battles enabled him to make the most correct response strategy in critical moments.

Almost a second before the Scaled Wolf extended its front paw, Kuang Zheng had already discerned its intention and, with lightning speed, kicked the beast hard in the chest.

This kick, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, roared out like a cannonball, heading straight for the vital parts of the Fine-Scaled Wolf.

As its incredibly sharp, gleaming forepaws pounced on its prey with lightning speed, almost within reach, surprisingly, the prey, which should have panicked and fled or fought desperately, did not react at all. It stood there motionless, as if it had been paralyzed with fear.

Just then, the corners of the Scaled Wolf's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile full of bloodlust and cruelty.

This scene was all too familiar to it, for countless prey had already fallen victim to its sudden and swift attacks. Like the creature before it, they had all been overwhelmed by its terrifying speed and power, completely unable to cope, and could only watch helplessly as death descended.

The fine-scaled wolf seemed to already see what was about to happen: its claws would easily tear open the prey's skull, and then it would enjoy the warm, delicious brain matter.

However, just as it was immersed in this beautiful fantasy, a piercing pain suddenly came from its chest!

The excruciating pain came so quickly and intensely that the Fine-Scaled Wolf had no time to react.

Its eyes widened as it stared ahead in disbelief, trying to figure out what was happening.

But in just a moment, its consciousness began to gradually fade.

As the pain intensified, the Scaled Wolf's body trembled uncontrollably, and its limbs began to twitch involuntarily.

It tried its best to stay awake, but ultimately could not withstand the surging darkness and fell into a coma.

Until its last breath, this once arrogant scaly wolf could never understand why its prey, which it had so easily captured, had suddenly transformed into a ruthless hunter and delivered the fatal blow...

All of these changes happened so fast, as fleeting as lightning across the night sky.

Just as Kuang Zheng swiftly and decisively defeated the first Fine-Scaled Wolf, Ying Yue and Wu Ren also reported good news, having successfully dealt with their respective troublesome enemies.

However, this was only the beginning of this fierce battle...

In the blink of an eye, an even larger number of fine-scaled wolves surged in like a tidal wave and quickly joined the battle.

In an instant, the entire field of vision was filled with the agile and ferocious figures of the fine-scaled wolves, as if the land had been completely occupied by them. These fine-scaled wolves displayed an astonishing fearlessness, showing no concern whatsoever for the fallen companions, and feeling no fear whatsoever.

On the contrary, their cooperation with each other has become increasingly close, and their offensive methods have become increasingly frenzied and fierce.

Nevertheless, Kuang Zheng, Ying Yue, and Wu Ren were not in dire straits. With their unfathomable cultivation power, they were able to handle the onslaught of attacks with relative ease.

However, the relentless and cunning attacks coming from all directions left them feeling overwhelmed and irritated.

The atmosphere on the battlefield at this moment was extremely tense.

The dying whimpers and agonizing howls of the fine-scaled wolf echoed through the sky, rising and falling, weaving together a symphony filled with bloodshed and death.

Amidst the chaos and clamor, Kuang Zheng and his two companions moved with lightning speed, like ghosts, making it difficult to discern their true forms; all that could be seen were their blurry, indistinct silhouettes.

Time passed second by second, and the battle intensified.

Finally, when the last Scaled Wolf was firmly gripped by Kuang Zheng's iron-like hands, and his spine was snapped, everything returned to calm.

The once majestic fine-scaled wolf has now lost its vitality, and its terrifying wolf fur has completely disappeared, leaving no trace.

Thus, this thrilling battle between humans and werewolves finally came to an end.

Surprisingly, throughout this fierce confrontation, the Iron-Eating Beasts, who should have been allies of the Fine-Scaled Wolves, remained unusually indifferent, simply standing by and watching.

Not only did they show absolutely no sign of wanting to help, they even appeared leisurely and indifferent.

These iron-eating beasts calmly chewed on the pure iron ore in their mouths, as if the life-or-death struggle unfolding before them had nothing to do with them.

They didn't seem like warriors who had come to fight; instead, they looked more like a group of onlookers who had come specifically to watch the spectacle.

However, just as the last Fine-Scaled Wolf finally collapsed, the Iron-Eating Beasts, who had been standing by and watching, suddenly changed their demeanor completely, their aura undergoing a 180-degree transformation!

What originally looked cute and docile has now transformed in the blink of an eye into ferocious beasts from ancient times.

That powerful and unparalleled aura surged forth like a tidal wave, sweeping over Kuang Zheng and the other two.

Faced with such terrifying pressure, Kuang Zheng and the other two couldn't help but show an unprecedented solemnity on their faces...