Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1210 1221: Sin Weighing Balance

Hearing Wang Yan mention his Lifebound Skill, the freak couldn't help bursting into wild laughter, the corners of his mouth curling up in utter disdain. "Heh, I thought it was something amazing, but it's just a Lifebound Skill. With my Desolate Destruction Hammer here, what Lifebound Skill would dare act arrogant?"

As he spoke, the freak lifted the Desolate Destruction Hammer in his hand and gave it a shake.

Wang Yan glanced at the Desolate Destruction Hammer in the freak's hand, then shook his head and said, "That Desolate Destruction Hammer of yours is far worse than Fang Jinchun's Golden Owl Fist, yet you still have the nerve to show it off?"

The freak shook his head and said, "Ignorant fool. Fang Jinchun only stayed seven days in the Ink Pool, while I stayed thirteen. The longer the time, the more essence one absorbs. Even a difference of one day makes the power of a Lifebound Skill miles apart, not to mention I stayed five days longer than him. Hahaha, his Lifebound Skill isn't even worth my attention."

Wang Yan nodded, looking suddenly enlightened, and said, "So that's how it is. So the longer you stay, the stronger your Lifebound Skill becomes?"

The disdain on the freak's face grew even stronger as he said, "You don't even know that and still dare show off in front of me! In Mozi Academy, who can stay longer than me in the Ink Pool?"

However, just after saying this, the freak's expression froze. A sudden unease rose in his heart.

If he were facing an ordinary person, the freak might not think much of it, but the one standing before him was Wang Yan—who had surpassed him on the Chaos Chart and even pressed down Wu Ancestor Li.

Thus, the freak asked, somewhat hesitantly, "You…how many days did you stay in the Ink Pool?"

Wang Yan raised his right hand and extended three fingers.

Seeing this, the freak let out a breath of relief and said, "So, three days."

But after he spoke, the freak felt something was off. Given Wang Yan's usual performance in Mozi Academy, could he really have fallen so far this time, only staying three days, not even as long as Fang Jinchun?

Seeing the confusion on the freak's face, Wang Yan indeed shook his head.

"You also stayed thirteen days?" the freak asked again in puzzlement.

Wang Yan still shook his head.

"Then how many days was it?" The freak was starting to get nervous.

The corner of Wang Yan's mouth lifted in a slight smile. "Thirty days."

Hearing that number, the freak's eyes bulged, his eyeballs almost popping out, his face filled with shock. "Impossible! No one can stay that long unless they are a Demon God. You're lying! You must be lying!"

By the end, the freak was already roaring.

Wang Yan did not respond to that, instead saying, "I can say with certainty that from today on, no one in Mozi Academy will ever stay in the Ink Pool longer than I did."

The freak thought Wang Yan was deliberately provoking him, but only Wang Yan himself understood the deeper meaning of his words.

The Ink Pool had already been collected into Wang Yan's Starlight Ring. There was no Ink Pool left in Mozi Academy, so how could anyone stay longer?

Deep unease and the pride of a Heaven's Chosen immediately rushed to the freak's head, making him lose his cool.

He let out a roar and flew toward Wang Yan, raising the Desolate Destruction Hammer in his hand and smashing it down. "Then let me see just how powerful your Lifebound Skill really is!"

Facing the Desolate Destruction Hammer, Wang Yan's body flickered, and he dodged far away.

The freak immediately pursued closely, attacking Wang Yan again, but Wang Yan still dodged from far away.

After several consecutive attacks, each time before the freak could even get close, Wang Yan had already slipped away into the distance.

On the last attempt, the freak also stopped, gripping the Desolate Destruction Hammer as he gave a cold snort. "Weren't you insanely arrogant? Why don't you even dare counterattack?"

Wang Yan said calmly, "I simply wanted to lure you farther away, to avoid accidentally hurting others."

Hearing this, the freak finally noticed that he and Wang Yan had indeed flown very far out, now at some distance from Elder Si Qin and the others.

Though the unease in his heart grew stronger and stronger, the freak still laughed wildly. "Hahaha, fine, fine! I'll just stand right here and see what's so powerful about your Lifebound Skill."

With that, the freak really did lower the Desolate Destruction Hammer and stood there, staring coldly at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan gave a slight nod and said, "Very well, then feast your eyes on my Lifebound Skill—Sin Weighing Balance."

With Wang Yan's casual words, the whole world gradually dimmed, as if it had instantly fallen into the pitch-black of midnight.

The freak immediately felt an endless oppression invading from the surrounding darkness.

Even so, he forced himself to remain calm and said, "What's so great about this? Where's your balance? You're actually using a balance as an offensive weapon? What a joke!"

In the darkness, Wang Yan's expression turned icy as he said slowly, "No need to rush. I'll let you see it."

As soon as those words fell, a green peak slowly emerged in the far distance.

In the darkness, one could roughly make out the triangular silhouette of the peak, and its shape seemed to be exactly the same as the main peak of Mozi Academy.

Seeing this, the unease in the freak's heart grew even deeper. He raised the Desolate Destruction Hammer in his hand and said, "Where is your Lifebound Skill? If you don't use it now, I'm going to attack."

However, anyone could tell that at this moment the freak was outwardly fierce but inwardly weak; he had already started to panic.

Just then, a sliver of light appeared on the horizon. Behind the green peak, a round bright moon peeked out, slowly rising from behind the peak and hanging in midair.

The white radiance of the full moon spilled over the earth, as if coating the ground in a layer of frost.

The more the freak looked, the more frightened he became. A powerful sense of danger surged up in his heart, and he shouted, "What the hell is this? I won't wait for you any longer!"

With that, the freak was about to raise the Desolate Destruction Hammer and charge at Wang Yan.

Yet just as his body lunged forward, he froze.

Because he discovered his body now weighed ten thousand jun; he couldn't move his legs at all.

At this, the freak's expression finally changed drastically, and he shouted, "What in the world is going on?"

In the darkness, Wang Yan's figure looked even taller. His icy voice rang out from the shadows, spreading far and echoing through the dark. "Sin Weighing Balance: with the mountain as the axis, the moon as the scales, and the heavens as the arm, I weigh how great your sins are and how deep your evil runs."

In his daze and anxiety, the freak couldn't clearly catch every word Wang Yan said, but vaguely he understood that Wang Yan had actually formed a balance from the sky, the moon, and the mountain—and that this balance was to weigh his sins.

"There's actually a Lifebound Skill like this under heaven? And it's not just some common fist, hammer, or spear?" The freak was scared stupid, cursing wildly in his heart, "Freak, huh? Wang Yan is the real freak here."

Cursing in his heart, the freak tried to flee.

But it was already too late. The full moon in the sky slowly began to descend, and as it sank, the entire sky tilted along with it.

The freak's body was lifted uncontrollably upward into the air.