Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1204 1215: Who Claims Supremacy

Seeing the six hundred thousand disciples at Prison Suppression Pass finally regain a trace of fighting spirit, Wang Yan nodded silently in his heart.

Although he spoke very gravely just now, it was indeed the truth.

The six hundred thousand disciples at Prison Suppression Pass are now on the verge of collapse. If they lose their fighting spirit, even if heaven favors them, no one would be able to save them.

The only ones who can save themselves are themselves.

If their fighting spirit is high, what does the two million Demon Beast Army before them amount to!

Even if the six hundred thousand disciples finally fall, they must make the Demon Beast Army accompany them to the grave.

Turning his head back, Wang Yan coldly glanced at the two million Demon Beast Army at Prison Suppression Pass and laughed skyward: "Hahaha, those with ambition break the cauldrons and sink the boats; finally, the hundred and twenty Qin passes belonged to Chu. Heaven does not fail, enduring hardships, three thousand warriors of Yue can swallow Wu."

With these loud words, Wang Yan soared into the sky, flying out of Prison Suppression Pass, and came in front of the six Demon Beasts and fiends.

Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, the disciples who already had fighting spirit felt their blood boil.

Everyone understood the meaning behind Wang Yan's two sentences.

Although Emperor Qin was strong back then, possessing one hundred and twenty fortress cities, he was ultimately defeated by Xiang Yu. King Gou Jian of Yue had only a mere three thousand soldiers, but by enduring hardships, he managed to annex the powerful Wu Kingdom.

Thinking of Xiang Yu and Gou Jian's readiness to fight and their powerful dominance back then, everyone's eyes widened, and their gazes shimmered with vitality, sweeping away the earlier sense of despair.

The six Venerable Tier Demon Beasts and fiends were also shaken by Wang Yan's aura. Although they saw Wang Yan flying out of the Protective Array at Prison Suppression Pass to stand before them, they dared not make any moves, instead watching Wang Yan cautiously.

Facing the seven Great Demon Venerable and the two million Demon Beast Army, Wang Yan had no guaranteed victory in mind.

After all, he was only at the Half-Venerable level. He might resist one Demon Venerable, but faced with seven Great Demon Venerable, he had no room to maneuver.

Relying on his audacity for the moment, he could maintain for a while. Once the seven Demon Beasts realize this and attack together, he would be powerless to reverse the situation.

Even if the six hundred thousand disciples have fighting spirit, the result would still be slaughter.

The only option now was to rescue the six elders, including Si Qin.

Wang Yan glanced into the distance, where six fireballs continued to burn, giving no indication of the elders' state.

Moreover, those six fireballs were very far away and right in the midst of the two million Demon Beast Army.

Rushing to the front of the fireballs was difficult enough, let alone breaking them open in front of the seven Great Demon Venerable and rescuing the elders.

But knowing something is impossible and still doing it is the mark of a true man!

The contemplation of difficulty flashed through Wang Yan's mind, followed by a slight, disdainful smile on his face.

The fiend had been observing Wang Yan. Seeing the cold smile on Wang Yan's face, he hesitated internally and quickly asked tentatively, "Wang Yan, aren't you afraid I'll kill you since you came out?"

Wang Yan glanced at the fiend, chuckled coldly, and said, "My fate is determined by me, not by heaven. Even heaven cannot decide my life or death, so what of you?"

Upon hearing Wang Yan's domineering words, the fiend involuntarily shivered and a chill rose from the depths of his heart.

Wang Yan pointed a finger at the fiend and said, "Do you dare to fight against me?"

Seeing Wang Yan point at him, the fiend, who had always boasted that he would kill Wang Yan, hesitated slightly and asked after a pause, "Did you go to the Ink Pool? What encounter did you have there?"

Wang Yan laughed heartily and said, "You don't even dare to accept the fight? Are you scared now? But never mind, I'll tell you now, in the Ink Pool I had great encounters, and from now on, the Ink Pool even bears the surname Wang."

Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, the fiend hesitated even more, thinking that Wang Yan was speaking boastfully. How could the Ink Pool possibly bear the surname Wang?

For such a colossal entity like the Ink Pool, did Wang Yan also intend to subdue it like the Chaos Bell? It was utterly impossible.

However, how could he know that in Wang Yan's Starlight Ring, there was indeed a magical treasure composed of countless massive stones, with a pool of dark green water in the center, which was precisely the Ink Pool.

Floating in the Ink Pool was a phantom of Mozi.

Mozi was seen scratching his head, mumbling to himself while floating on the Ink Pool: "This Ink Pool is just a magical treasure that absorbs Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. Now, its Spiritual Qi has been absorbed by Wang Yan, and I don't even have a place to stay. I have to rely on this Wang Yan kid to find a new place with abundant Spiritual Qi to reposition the Ink Pool. But this kid is too smart, I have to be cautious to prevent him from taking both the Ink Pool and me away."

Ignoring Mozi's idle thoughts within Wang Yan's Starlight Ring, the fiend was seen contemplating back and forth in face of Wang Yan's challenge, unable to dare accept it.

Then, Wang Yan pointed at the fiend again and said, "If you admit defeat with a word, I'll spare your life."

Hearing this, those around were dumbfounded.

The fiend was a dignified Demon Venerable, yet Wang Yan boldly claimed he would spare his life, and the fiend hesitated to answer.

Actually, the fiend was not afraid of Wang Yan; it was merely a matter of not having confidence upon seeing Wang Yan challenge him.

However, when the fiend heard the disciples around him discussing, he suddenly came to his senses, snorted coldly, and said, "Hmph, I almost fell for your trick. Even if you have an encounter in the Ink Pool, you've only just broken through to Half-Venerable. Fine, today I'll accept your challenge."

Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Good, but you need not be afraid. If you can't beat me, you can completely request aid from the Demon Beasts."

The fiend snorted angrily and said, "Nonsense, I can kill you on my own. None of you are allowed to help me."

The last sentence was directed at the six Venerable Tier Demon Beasts.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally using words to force the fiend into a solo duel with him.

Next was finding a way to get close to those six fireballs.

Thoughtfully, Wang Yan raised a hand, a black light flashed, and the Soul-Breaking Spear appeared in his hand, its tip pointing at the fiend, he said, "Come!"

Just a simple word, yet it carried a high fighting spirit, causing the wind to suddenly rise around Wang Yan, lifting the hem of his garment high.

Truly, with one spear in hand, he could command the clouds from all directions. Who in the world dares to claim dominance?

In Wang Yan's eyes flashed a powerful fighting spirit; given that before him was a formidable Demon Venerable claiming to be a fiend, Wang Yan intended not to waste such an opportunity for challenge before rescuing the six Great Elders.

"Kill—"

With a loud shout, Wang Yan charged at the fiend, spear in hand.