Urban Dominating Immortal Doctor

Chapter 935 - 929: Awakening the Wolf Emperor

Whoosh!

Above the firmament, Qin Yang rode the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword towards France.

The Japanese have been dealt with; what's left are those werewolves. Once these werewolves are all eliminated, perhaps it's time to consider the issue of Penglai Immortal Island.

Qin Yang's gaze was deep as he glanced in the direction of the East Sea.

Qin Yang did not know which plane Penglai Immortal Island was connected to, but it should also be a cultivation plane. Hopefully, it won't be discovered by the cultivators from that plane.

After all, in the face of those cultivators, the mortals on Earth only have a share of being slaughtered.

An hour later, Qin Yang entered the borders of France and headed straight towards the city of Bordeaux.

On one side of the Garonne River, deep within a ten-thousand-hectare vineyard, there is a grove of phoenix trees, and in the middle of the grove stands an ancient manor.

This manor is the headquarters of the Wolf Race, where the Wolf Emperor and the council elders of the Wolf Race reside.

At the center of this ancient manor is a magnificent castle.

Inside the castle, through the grand ceiling, were gathered Monroe, the first elder of the Wolf Race Council, along with two council duke elders remaining on guard, and the rest were seven or eight counts, followed by twenty or thirty viscounts, and some barons.

In total, there were five to six dozen people.

At this moment, the entire hall was filled with an overwhelming oppressive atmosphere.

"Elder Monroe, I heard that Prince Barrello and Prince Ariel's forces surrounding Huaxia's Feipu Manor have been completely obliterated."

A red duke looked at Elder Monroe with a touch of shock in his voice and asked.

At this time, everyone's gaze was directed towards Elder Monroe.

"Hmm."

Elder Monroe nodded with a gloomy expression, a trace of disbelief in his aged eyes.

After consuming the Blood Essence Spirit Fruit, the two princes had exceeded the ten-meter boundary, almost comparable to the original Wolf Emperor. Moreover, there was the second council elder of the Wolf Race, Elvis, eight red dukes, and numerous elite werewolves, yet all were completely obliterated without a single one escaping.

"Duke Wenchadon, that Huaxia kid is not dead, and his strength has become incredibly powerful, beyond what the two princes could resist, which led to their downfall."

"Besides, Japan's Chizuru and Asakawa clans also participated in the attack on Feipu Manor, and the powerful ninja fighters sent by these families were all killed, including two Celestial Ninjas comparable to the princes. Now, that Huaxia individual has gone to Japan, likely targeting the Chizuru and Asakawa clans."

Nelson, the other remaining duke among the two, said with an unpleasant look.

"Why is he flying to Japan? Isn't eliminating the ninja fighters of those two clans enough?"

Duke Wenchadon's expression changed as he suddenly turned his gaze to Duke Nelson.

"That Huaxia kid is ruthless; he's likely intending to wipe out those two families entirely."

Nelson's blue eyes narrowed as he spoke.

"Ruthless, truly ruthless. With his strength, no one would dare target his manor anymore. But to think that he plans to eliminate them completely, doesn't that mean that Huaxia kid might come to kill us as well? After all, it's the Wolf Race that was the main force attacking his Feipu Manor."

Upon considering this possibility, Duke Wenchadon's expression drastically changed.

Beside him, Duke Nelson's face also turned unspeakably grim, because even with so many elite werewolves led by two princes, all were wiped out, making their current situation undoubtedly hopeless.

"What should we do? That Huaxia kid might really come here."

"How about negotiating peace? Perhaps there's a glimmer of hope."

"..."

At this moment, the already suffocating atmosphere in the hall erupted into chaos, with each of those high-nosed Westerners looking utterly grim.

These werewolves seemed proud, believing their bloodline was different from humans and that their strength was formidable. However, they were also genuinely afraid of death.

"Silence!"

Elder Monroe's face sank as he shouted sternly.

Upon hearing Elder Monroe's shout, all the Westerners fell silent in an instant, for Elder Monroe held considerable prestige as the first council elder. Immediately, all eyes turned to Elder Monroe.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our only option now is to hope for the awakening of the Wolf Emperor to save our Wolf Race from calamity."

Elder Monroe said solemnly.

"Yes, the Wolf Emperor."

"The Wolf Emperor will surely save us."

"The Wolf Emperor's strength is undoubtedly greater than that kid from Huaxia."

"..."

Immediately, a series of hopeful gazes filled with fervor turned towards the central crystal ice coffin in the hall.

Lying within the crystal ice coffin is a figure of a Western woman.

The Western woman had exceptionally exquisite features, so perfect that a glance seemed to captivate one's senses, flawless without a hint of imperfection.

She wore a golden gown and a blood crown on her head, with the Divine Spirit Staff, symbolizing supreme authority, at her right hand.

In the hearts of these werewolves, the Wolf Emperor was the most powerful entity, sure to be able to deal with that Huaxia kid.

"We no longer have the time to wait for the natural awakening of the Wolf Emperor; we must forcibly awaken the Wolf Emperor."

Elder Monroe's gaze swept over the crowd present, speaking sternly.

The Huaxia kid could strike at any time, leaving them with little time. They could only use the ancient secret technique of the Wolf Race to forcibly awaken the Wolf Emperor.

However, using this secret technique also comes with heavy costs. The first outcome is successfully awakening the Wolf Emperor, which is the best and luckiest scenario. The second outcome is awakening failure, where the Wolf Emperor falls into eternal slumber or instant death.

Upon hearing Elder Monroe's words, the people present fell silent for a moment. After all, forcibly awakening the Wolf Emperor carried significant risk, and if they failed, their Wolf Race would be entirely doomed.

"Elder Monroe, we are at a critical moment for our Wolf Race's survival. Even if we don't forcibly awaken the Wolf Emperor, that Huaxia kid will threaten us after eliminating our race, even attacking the slumbering Wolf Emperor. So I, Duke Wenchadon, support awakening the Wolf Emperor."

Duke Wenchadon revealed his difficult thoughts.

"I, Nelson, also support this. Perhaps it's our only option left."

Beside him, Duke Nelson nodded gravely.

As proud werewolves, they never imagined a day would come when their entire race would be pushed to the brink of extinction.

"Elder Monroe, let's awaken the Wolf Emperor!"

The foreigners present all echoed.

"Alright, we trust that the gods of the Wolf Race will protect us."

Elder Monroe sighed heavily, then glanced towards those fourteen tall, dark statues within the hall—statues representing the gods from Wolf Race legends.