Chapter 29

Under the night sky, the ferocious wolf was covered in golden runes, its fur shimmering with a lustrous glow, and its eyes gleaming with a fierce light, but at this moment, it was terrified.

The tender sprout was so green it seemed to drip with moisture, stretching out close to it, making it cry out in fear, its eyes filled with terror. Spreading its wings, lightning intertwined, it shot up into the sky, trying to escape.

Powerful as the ferocious wolf was, it had no thought of resistance, only the desire to leave quickly. Its fur stood on end, and it looked like a frightened stray dog.

The ferocious wolf broke through the air, about to disappear into the night, but a willow branch emitted a gentle light, like a divine chain, shooting up into the sky and instantly catching up.

"Roar..."

The ferocious wolf cried out in fear, its fur standing on end, flapping its wings with all its might, the golden runes intertwining, reaching its maximum speed, but it was all in vain.

The soft willow branch glowed with a radiant light, and with a puff, the green sprout pierced through the ferocious wolf's back, splattering a trail of blood.

"Whimper..." The old wolf struggled, its eyes full of fear, letting out a heart-wrenching howl that shook the mountains and valleys.

The people of Stone Village were dumbfounded. They knew the old willow tree was mysterious and very different from ordinary spirit totems, but they never expected such a shocking display.

In just one encounter, the powerful spirit totem of Wolf Village was pierced through, unable to resist at all. The disparity was beyond imagination.

What was the origin of the willow tree? It made people suspicious. The village chief, Shi Yunfeng, trembled, remembering the terrifying scene of the old willow tree being bathed in a sea of lightning, descending from the sky.

The green willow branch trembled gently, emitting a brilliant light. The spirit totem of Wolf Village screamed, its body rapidly withering, then splitting apart, its fur and bones aging, cracking like rotten wood, and falling from the night sky.

A small drop of golden liquid condensed, landing on the sprout, which absorbed it, the green light flowing, full of vitality. The willow branch retreated, returning to the village.

A night breeze blew, and on the scorched lightning-struck wood, a willow branch emitted a gentle light, enveloping the entire Stone Village in a soft, hazy glow, peaceful and serene, like a painting.

The people of Stone Village were speechless, stunned for a long time. The old willow tree had never before displayed such terrifying power in front of them. Even with just a tender branch, it had killed the ferocious wolf.

In the past, it had always emitted a gentle glow at night, protecting the village, never actively attacking anyone. Today, it had made an exception.

"Is the ferocious wolf really dead?!"

Many people felt it was unreal. They had fought the ferocious wolf with great effort, risking their lives, but the spirit totem of Wolf Village was pierced through by a green willow branch.

The contrast was too great, completely different from what they had imagined.

"Back to the village!"

The group was both shocked and delighted. The crisis was over, and they carried the precious body of the Suanni, the fiery red horns, and other treasures, rushing back to the village.

"Quickly tend to the wounded!" Shi Yunfeng shouted anxiously.

This time, Stone Village had also suffered significant losses. Many were severely injured, some losing arms or legs, destined to be disabled for life, and some had died.

Life in the Great Wilderness was this cruel, with constant battles against fierce beasts, injuries, and deaths being common. However, internal conflicts among humans were rare.

"Lin Hu, Fei Jiao, take the ancestral weapon and intercept the people from Wolf Village, don't let a single one escape, kill them all!"

Shi Yunfeng was decisive. After settling the wounded, he issued this ruthless order to eliminate those from Wolf Village who knew the secret of the ancestral weapon, to prevent the news from leaking and causing trouble.

Little Stone had fought all day, battling the Suanni and the ferocious beasts, and then the people of Wolf Village, suffering several arrow wounds, and finally the ferocious wolf. He was already exhausted.

However, he still volunteered to participate in this mission. Shi Yunfeng hesitated for a moment but finally agreed. Jade unpolished is not a gem; Little Stone needed to experience the baptism of blood and fire to grow.

This was destined to be a sleepless night. Shi Linhu and Shi Fei Jiao, wielding the ancestral weapon, led the villagers in a ruthless hunt, mercilessly slaughtering the young and strong men of Wolf Village.

Blood splattered, lives were taken, the moonlit night was cold, the mountains and forests were stained with blood, and the beasts mourned. The atmosphere was grim and cold.

In the cruel Great Wilderness, human life could be as cheap as grass. Many brave men died in the mouths of ferocious beasts, with a high casualty rate. However, today, it was a human conflict.

Wolf Village had sent 123 people, half of whom died in the beast tide, and most of the survivors were injured. When they learned their spirit totem was dead, their morale plummeted, almost collapsing.

What followed was a one-sided hunt. The people of Stone Village counted the heads, continuously pursuing and searching, eliminating them one by one.

The ferocious wolf was dead, and the giant wolves abandoned the people of Wolf Village, returning to the mountains. Some even turned on them, biting many to death on the spot.

"Vicious old man, where are you going!"

Shi Linhu roared, drawing a huge bow, an iron arrow flying out, its cold light illuminating the forest. With a puff, it pierced the back of Bie Liqing, the arrowhead penetrating and splattering a large amount of blood.

"I hate this!" The chief of Wolf Village roared.

"Old man, you've done too many evil deeds, it's time to end your life." Shi Fei Jiao also attacked, swinging a large sword, and with a puff, a blood-soaked head flew several meters and fell to the ground.

Bie Liqing was dead, and the surviving people of Wolf Village turned pale, trembling in fear, fleeing for their lives.

"Whoosh!"

A cold arrow shot out, aiming for Little Stone's head, swift and accurate. If it hit, it would pierce his brain.

Shi Hao heard the cold wind, quickly dodged, and turned sharply, staring into the forest, his eyes filled with anger, shouting, "It's you again!"

In the bushes, a muscular man was hiding, but now he was exposed. He was over two meters tall, his muscles powerful and gleaming with a bronze luster. He was the leader of the hunting team of Wolf Village—Bie Shan.

When Little Stone and the people of Wolf Village clashed, the first arrow wound he received was from Bie Shan, who had shot through his arm from the shadows, causing a lot of blood to flow. Now, he struck again.

"Buzz"

Shi Hao raised his hand, and a string of animal teeth flew out, like a radiant divine chain, emitting a divine light, and with a crack, it shattered Bie Shan's huge bow.

The ferocious wolf was dead, and the connection with this treasure was severed. Little Stone used it more skillfully, like an extension of his arm, the crystal-clear string of animal teeth being invincible, with immense destructive power.

Bie Shan drew a large sword, charging at Little Stone. Cold, sinister light flashed in the forest, and with a strength of several thousand pounds, he swung the broadsword like a lightning bolt.

Symbols flickered at Little Stone's fingertips, the string of animal teeth shining like stars, each one translucent, wrapping around the bright sword. With a few cracks, it shattered the sword into pieces of scrap metal, demonstrating the power of the treasure.

"Puff," "Puff"...

Forty-two smooth, crystal-clear animal teeth flew out, transforming into divine spears and light arrows, piercing into Bie Shan's body. Blood spurted, and his arms and legs were broken. His two-meter-tall, muscular body crashed to the ground with a thud.

The light points gathered, forming a white string of animal teeth, wrapping around Shi Hao's wrist, glowing brilliantly.

"Little Stone killed him!" Shi Linhu walked over, his expression serious.

Shi Fei Jiao also approached, holding a blood-dripping large sword, saying, "A true man living in the Great Wilderness cannot avoid killing. Although you are young, your strength surpasses ours. If you never kill, you will eventually suffer a great loss."

"I know..." Little Shi Hao's big eyes fluttered, his long eyelashes trembling, his face showing a mix of tension, pain, struggle, and determination.

"Brat, I didn't expect you to become so formidable. Unfortunately, my arrow only pierced your forearm, not your throat." Bie Shan bared his teeth, looking vicious.

Little Shi Hao closed his eyes, remembering the scene of Uncle Awen being shot through the chest. His eyes snapped open, and he swung the large sword, chopping down with a "puff," the head rolling and spraying blood.

"Uncle Lin Hu, I'm tired." Little Stone dropped the large sword, speaking softly.

He had fought all day, constantly summoning the silver moon, facing one terrifying enemy after another, including ferocious beasts, ruthless people, and the ferocious wolf. Suffering several arrow wounds, he was both physically and mentally exhausted. After speaking, he closed his eyes.

"Get some sleep." Shi Linhu carried him on his back.

When Shi Hao woke up again, a day and a night had passed. His wounds were treated and had already scabbed over. The hunt for the people of Wolf Village had ended, all of them killed. This time, Stone Village's ruthless attack left no survivors, with over a hundred heads piled together, a terrifying sight. Some had already been devoured by beasts before they could be killed.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, in the deepest part of the Great Wilderness, a towering firelight erupted, extremely bright, and a bird's cry shook the heavens, splitting the sky!

The red firelight was so intense that it seemed to collapse the sky. A small red bird flew across the sky, its divine might astonishing!

"Buzz" A golden claw emerged from the dense clouds, covering the sky, grabbing at the red bird, its power unimaginable.

"Whoosh"

The small red bird moved sideways, quickly dodging. The fluffy golden claw shattered a mountain ridge, sending rocks flying, a terrifying sight.

"Ah, it's the small red bird I saw before!" Little Stone was surprised, his eyes wide open, having just woken up and witnessing this shocking scene.

"What's happening? Could the great battle from two years ago not be over? Are the most powerful ancient relics still guarding the mountain treasure, still fighting for it?!" Shi Yunfeng was also stunned.

"Boom"

The golden claw descended again, its demonic power overwhelming, dispersing the red firelight. It was unimaginable how large its body must be, with just a golden claw reaching the clouds!