Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1262 1173: Spitting Blood

"You brat, how dare you play tricks on me!" Venerable Zidan immediately roared at the Wang Yan in front of him.

Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing also started cursing Wang Yan.

However, to the surprise of the three Venerables, the Wang Yan standing before them neither moved nor showed any expression.

"Something's wrong, this is an illusion," Venerable Ghost Valley was the first to react, quickly raising his hand and waving it around him.

With this motion, four golden shields immediately floated around his body, protecting him on all sides.

Venerable Fuqing also realized instantly, shaking out his robe sleeves to guard himself.

Only Venerable Zidan remained oblivious, continuing to curse the Wang Yan in front of him.

At this moment, the Wang Yan before them indeed began to slowly dissolve into an illusion.

It was then that Venerable Zidan sensed something was off and stopped talking immediately.

However, at that very moment, he felt an icy sensation on his right back, followed by a "pfft" sound, and when he looked down, he saw a shiny spear tip emerging from his chest.

Venerable Zidan let out a cry of pain, his vision blurring as a mouthful of fresh blood spewed from his mouth.

Soon after, Venerable Zidan flipped his eyes and collapsed unconscious.

Meanwhile, Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing saw that it was none other than Wang Yan, who had somehow appeared behind Venerable Zidan, and who had stabbed him.

At this time, Wang Yan was holding a black long spear, the tip of which twitched, immediately creating a gory mess in Venerable Zidan's chest, killing him.

Upon seeing Wang Yan strike Venerable Zidan, Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing showed no remorse; instead, they had a glimmer of delight in their eyes.

Now understanding that Wang Yan was at Half-Venerable level, they naturally felt no fear, and with Venerable Zidan dead, they had one less competitor.

Thus, Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing simultaneously moved; one swung his long sleeves towards Wang Yan, while the other retracted the four gold shields and drew out a long blade, slashing toward Wang Yan.

Their attacks were thunderous and unstoppable, and these magical treasures were no ordinary items.

Though Wang Yan had slain Venerable Zidan with a single strike, he was no match for the other two Demon Venerables.

Hence, Wang Yan quickly retreated, his body moving swiftly backward.

The lifeless body of Venerable Zidan fell to the ground with a thud.

Despite Wang Yan's speedy retreat, Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing anticipated his move.

Thus, the long knife of Venerable Ghost Valley fluctuated continuously, transforming into thousands of blades, instantly sealing off all of Wang Yan's escape routes.

Meanwhile, Venerable Fuqing's long sleeve, seemingly with eyes of its own, weaved through the myriad of blades like a snake, aiming for Wang Yan's neck.

In an instant, Wang Yan found himself surrounded, his paths thoroughly blocked by these two magical treasures.

Wang Yan sighed inwardly, realizing the disparity in power between him and the Demon Venerables; his earlier kill was merely a clever ploy.

When truly facing the Demon Venerables, the gap was immediately evident.

And confronting the attack from the two Demon Venerables, Wang Yan found no means of escape.

At that moment, thousands of blades fell upon him, and the long sleeve wrapped around his neck.

Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing simultaneously grinned, a trace of contempt flashing in their eyes.

Yet, when the thousands of blades descended, not a single drop of blood appeared, only continuous clanging sounds, sparks flying everywhere.

Though Venerable Fuqing felt his sleeve wrap around Wang Yan, when attempting to pull it back, it felt as hefty as moving a mountain.

Startled, Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing fixed their gazes on Wang Yan.

Wang Yan was nowhere to be seen. Standing in his previous position was a large golden bell.

The thousands of blades had landed on this bell, sparking the explosion of fire.

And the sleeve of Venerable Fuqing was tangled with the bell, rendering him unable to pull it free.

Upon seeing the bell, both Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing widened their eyes in excitement, exclaiming, "Wilderness Treasure!"

This bell was none other than Wang Yan's Chaos Bell.

Currently, this Chaos Bell was one of Wang Yan's mightiest magical treasures, thus it repelled the assault of the two Demon Venerables.

With the appearance of the Chaos Bell, Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing's eyes glimmered with greed, immediately entertaining thoughts of seizing the treasure.

Venerable Fuqing let out a fierce yell, pulling back his sleeve.

The sleeve suddenly stretched taut, seemingly intending to retrieve the Chaos Bell.

Venerable Ghost Valley passed the long knife to his left hand, his right hand formed a claw, lunging to grasp the Chaos Bell.

Venerable Ghost Valley's right hand transformed into a giant hand, clutching the Chaos Bell.

The sleeve and giant hand simultaneously reached for the Chaos Bell, yet the bell remained unmoved.

At this moment, a figure suddenly leaped onto the scene, landing atop the Chaos Bell, grasping its upper edge, and lifting it upwards.

Upon witnessing this, Venerable Ghost Valley and Venerable Fuqing were taken aback, exclaiming, "Venerable Zidan, you're not dead?"

It turns out, atop the Chaos Bell stood Venerable Zidan.

Currently, Venerable Zidan appeared utterly unharmed, without a single wound.

Venerable Zidan laughed heartily, "Hahaha, I lost a substitute puppet, but exchanging it for such a grand bell was worth it."

Hearing this, Venerable Ghost Valley suddenly recalled hearing that Venerable Zidan supposedly had a substitute puppet, capable of taking a hit for him once.

Initially, Venerable Ghost Valley dismissed it as a rumor, but now he realized it was true.

He didn't expect the world to have such marvelous treasures like a substitute puppet.

As the three competed for the Chaos Bell, which previously stood immobile, it finally began to shake.

Fortunately, their efforts partially counterbalanced each other; otherwise, the Chaos Bell might indeed have been lifted.

Suddenly, the Chaos Bell quivered slightly, emitting a deep humming sound.

"Buzz——"

With this hum, invisible ripples radiated out, spreading in all directions.

Venerable Zidan, standing atop the Chaos Bell, was the first to be struck, feeling as if his insides were being shuffled.

At once, he could no longer hold onto the Chaos Bell, his body flung backward.

Venerable Ghost Valley's giant hand, upon being struck by the ripples, shattered instantly, dispersing as points of Demon Pattern Power, faded away.

Venerable Fuqing also felt like his sleeve was about to be severed by the bell's force, hastily retracting it with a shake.

As their attacks withdrew, the Chaos Bell suddenly soared up, transforming to palm-size, and fell.

Beneath the Chaos Bell emerged Wang Yan, the bell landing perfectly in his palm.

The three Demon Venerables, repelled by the Chaos Bell, watched Wang Yan with shock and fear.

However, at that moment, Wang Yan's face turned pale, suddenly coughing up blood, his energy instantly declining, becoming incredibly feeble.