Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1293 1204: Just What I Wanted

As Meng Wu was fuming with anger over the Fire-Eating Ants devouring his Black Tortoise Shell, he suddenly heard Wang Yan's words. It was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, instantly extinguishing his fury and causing a shiver throughout his body.

It was only then that he remembered the agreement he had with Wang Yan for three exchanges each.

Back then, even though Meng Wu had agreed to the exchange of three moves each with Wang Yan, he never believed that Wang Yan could withstand his three strikes, so he hadn't considered how he should respond to Wang Yan's remaining three moves.

Now, thinking it would soon be his turn to receive three moves, Meng Wu became a bit apprehensive.

From those earlier three moves, Meng Wu realized Wang Yan was no ordinary person.

Now, to take on Wang Yan's three attacks himself, he truly lacked confidence.

Wang Yan stood in front of Meng Wu and asked casually, "Are you ready?"

Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, Meng Wu looked up and saw the sympathetic gazes of those around him.

Clenching his teeth, Meng Wu suddenly remembered his status.

He was the dignified leader of the Meng Family; how could he display cowardice in front of a large audience?

Moreover, with his own cultivation, it wasn't necessarily impossible to withstand the Demon Wolf King's three moves.

Thinking of this, Meng Wu felt a bit of courage. He laughed loudly and said, "Why prepare? Demon Wolf King, be careful; if you use some Magical Treasure, it might get destroyed by me."

As he uttered these words, Meng Wu clenched his jaws, remembering the pain of losing the Black Tortoise Shell, wishing nothing more than to destroy all of Wang Yan's treasures to relieve his own anger.

However, Wang Yan simply shook his head and said, "To defeat you, I don't need Magical Treasures."

"If you're scared, do whatever you want. Use a Soul Skill or a Lifebound Skill; choose as you please." Meng Wu immediately wore a mocking expression.

Yet Wang Yan still shook his head and said, "There's no need for Soul Skills or Lifebound Skills; I only need one punch to handle you."

At this, Meng Wu couldn't help but glare, showing anger, and said, "Arrogant! If you can really solve me with one punch, I'll kneel before you and confess my fault."

"Don't speak too hastily," Wang Yan said softly. Then his shoulders shook slightly, and a beam of blue light flew out from behind him, with a blue Gray Wolf hovering above his head.

Seeing this, Meng Wu shook his head, saying, "I wondered what it was; you're relying on the power of Demon Patterns. Do you think you're the only one with Demon Patterns?"

After saying this, Meng Wu also shook his body, and the Dark Cloud on him appeared at the same time.

Almost simultaneously, the five Soul Stars of the Wolf Demon Pattern and Dark Cloud Demon Pattern appeared one by one.

The first two Soul Stars of the Wolf Demon Pattern and the Dark Cloud Demon Pattern were identical.

Orange, yellow...

Meng Wu's face showed an increasingly disdainful look as he shook his head, saying, "What you have, I also have; why do you think you can win against me?"

But at this moment, the third Soul Star appeared simultaneously.

The Dark Cloud Demon Pattern was a green Emperor Tier Soul Star, but the Wolf Demon Pattern was a cyan Saint Tier Soul Star.

Meng Wu couldn't help but frown, but then he relieved himself, thinking that only his third Soul Star was a bit weaker, the difference wasn't too significant.

Then, the fourth Soul Star appeared.

The Dark Cloud Demon Pattern was cyan of the Saint Tier, but the Wolf Demon was a pale blue of the Half-Venerable Tier.

Meng Wu's heart couldn't help but shudder, lamenting internally: The fourth Soul Star is actually Half-Venerable Tier. I really wonder how he obtained a Half-Venerable Tier Soul Star when at the Saint Tier.

Meng Wu quickly calculated in his mind: Though I am a bit inferior on the fourth Soul Star, the fifth Soul Star should be Venerable Tier for both of us, making the difference not too great.

Just then, the fifth Soul Star of the Dark Cloud Demon Pattern appeared, a blue Venerable Tier Soul Star.

Meng Wu looked up, staring at the Wolf Pattern above Wang Yan's head, waiting for the fifth Venerable Tier Soul Star of the Wolf Pattern to appear.

But suddenly, an impossibly dazzling purple light pierced Meng Wu's eyes.

Meng Wu was utterly stunned, taken aback by the sight.

The purple Soul Star signifies the existence of a Demon God!

Could it be that the Demon Wolf King before him had once slain a Demon God?

Or does his family secretly possess such powerful foundations capable of producing a Divine Tier Demon Soul?

Meng Wu's mind was in chaos, unable to believe what kind of opponent he had encountered.

The surrounding Demon Cultivators were also in a state of shock, as none of them had seen a purple Soul Star before.

But Ji Congjing was overjoyed, thinking that with such a powerful backing, it was truly a blessing cultivated over many lifetimes.

At this moment, Wang Yan slowly raised his fist toward Meng Wu, stepping closer one step at a time.

Indeed, Wang Yan was only using his fist to attack Meng Wu, employing no Soul Skills or Magical Treasures at all.

Yet under the pressure of a Divine Tier Soul Star, even a single punch would be enough to knock Meng Wu down, not to mention just a flick of a finger.

Watching Wang Yan's fist getting closer, Meng Wu found himself unable to move at all.

A higher tier Soul Star was something he couldn't resist; standing before a Divine Tier Soul Star, the fact that Meng Wu could remain standing was already remarkable.

As Wang Yan walked up to Meng Wu, his fist drawing ever near, it descended slowly.

Just then, a more ancient voice suddenly echoed from the palace behind Meng Wu: "Stop!"

The aged voice sounded as if it hadn't spoken in ages, carrying a hoarse tone, yet the hoarseness permeated an unyielding aura of authority.

Upon hearing this voice, everyone shook off the shock induced by the Divine Tier Soul Star and turned their gazes toward the palace.

"The Old Ancestor of the Meng Family—Meng Ao!"

Meng Ao, the founder of the Meng Family, had lived for three thousand years.

It's said that his cultivation is unfathomable and that he never lost a battle throughout his life.

However, for the past few centuries, Meng Ao had never appeared, but just the utterance of his name was enough to instill fear in everyone.

Seeing Meng Ao speak up, everyone assumed Meng Wu had been saved.

For none could defy Meng Ao's command.

Sure enough, just as Wang Yan's descending fist halted in front of Meng Wu, Wang Yan lifted his head, looking slowly toward the palace, and coldly asked, "Are you ordering me?"

Once more, Meng Ao's voice echoed from the palace: "Indeed, although you are strong, remember that there is always someone greater. Obeying my command is for your own good. Otherwise, you will be declaring war on me!"

Meng Ao's ancient voice carried an air of absolute authority.

Wang Yan's eyebrow arched slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face, "Challenge you? That suits me just fine."

With these words, Wang Yan's fist suddenly fell, heavily striking Meng Wu on the chest, sending him flying backward, breaking through the palace door and landing directly within the palace.