Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1222 1133: Unintended Success

Demon Wolf King!

This was the name given to Wang Yan by the Japanese Demon Cultivators during his time in Japan.

Now, suddenly hearing it, Wang Yan couldn't help but be startled and immediately looked in the direction from which the voice came.

At this moment, he saw a figure staggering toward him in the darkness.

"Demon Wolf King!" This person was running while weakly calling out.

And behind him, over a dozen people were pursuing him.

Each of these dozen people held the same spear, and upon seeing Wang Yan suddenly appear, they clearly accelerated their pace of pursuit.

Wang Yan said, "Save him."

Upon hearing Wang Yan's words, Ma Jun's body flickered and immediately disappeared from where he stood.

Among the dozen pursuers, the one at the front saw Ma Jun suddenly vanish, and his expression immediately changed. He quickly raised his hand, throwing his spear toward the back of the fleeing person.

The fleeing person was already staggering, and with the spear flying at his back, he could not dodge it. The spear seemed about to pierce right through him.

But just as the spear was about to hit his back, a gentle breeze suddenly passed by, causing the spear to fly off to the side.

The person who threw the spear was stunned, quickly stopping to take a closer look.

As the breeze stopped, he then saw that his spear was now being held by someone—none other than Ma Jun who had just been standing beside Wang Yan.

Ma Jun's terrifying speed immediately caused panic among the pursuers, and they all halted, nervously watching him.

"If you are just passing by, you'd best step aside. Our force is not something you can afford to provoke," the spear thrower, who seemed to be the leader of the group, said in a deep voice to Ma Jun.

Meanwhile, the fleeing person had already collapsed in front of Wang Yan with a thud, barely raising his hand and weakly saying, "Demon Wolf King, save me."

Wang Yan glanced down and saw that this person was dressed in Japanese attire, vaguely familiar, possibly one of the Japanese Demon Cultivators he had seen atop Mount Fuji before.

As he was wondering why a Japanese Demon Cultivator would appear in Chang'an, Wang Yan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he quickly bent down to ask, "Where did you get this poisonous aura on you from?"

Upon hearing Wang Yan's question, Fang Jinchun and the others also took a closer look, and couldn't help but be pleased.

Because they saw that within the body of the Japanese Demon Cultivator, there was a faint layer of gray mist, exactly like the one on Fushi.

Since they arrived in Chang'an, they had wanted to find this kind of gray mist, but the skies of Chang'an were bright and clear, without a trace of it.

Unexpectedly, through a twist of fate, they found it today.

This Japanese Demon Cultivator must know the whereabouts of the Outer Guan Qin Family.

Upon hearing Wang Yan's question, the dozen spear-wielding pursuers couldn't help but change their expressions drastically. The leader uttered a strange sound, and they all raised their hands simultaneously, throwing their spears at the Japanese Demon Cultivator.

But as soon as these spears flew into the air, they made a ringing sound as they were caught mid-air by Ma Jun.

Seeing Ma Jun's terrifying speed, the spear-wielding group turned pale with fear.

At this time, the Japanese Demon Cultivator looked at Wang Yan, opened his mouth, and said, "Hua... Hua..."

However, just as he uttered the first word, his eyes rolled back, and he immediately collapsed, lifeless.

Wang Yan was anxious, quickly raising his hand and placing his palm on the Japanese Demon Cultivator's back, injecting a massive amount of the Power of Demon Patterns into his body.

But this Japanese Demon Cultivator was already at death's door, and no matter how strong the Power of Demon Patterns infused by Wang Yan, it could not bring him back.

However, seeing Wang Yan casually exert such a powerful Demonic Pattern, the spear-wielding group realized they had encountered someone formidable.

Moreover, with the Japanese Demon Cultivator dead, their task was considered complete.

Therefore, the leader made another strange sound, and the group of over a dozen turned to retreat.

Wang Yan looked up, saying coldly, "Capture them."

Just as the group turned, before they could flee, they suddenly saw Ma Jun standing in front of them with a cold expression.

Once again, they gasped, as Ma Jun had clearly been behind them only moments ago.

But now, they had no time to ponder, as they quickly turned to the left to escape.

Yet, upon turning, they saw Ma Jun on the left side as well.

They hurriedly turned to the right, but Ma Jun was there too.

No matter which direction they turned, they saw Ma Jun all around them. They were already surrounded by countless Ma Juns.

The leader's eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness, yelling, "Zhu Xianwei, escape, the rest hold them off."

With this order, a young man from the group rushed forward, attempting to break free.

But in front of him, Ma Jun still blocked the way. At this moment, the remaining dozen suddenly charged, rushing to Ma Jun's front.

By now, Ma Jun saw that these people were also Demon Cultivators, although the strongest among them was merely at the Demon King level.

Therefore, even with over a dozen attacking at once, Ma Jun was not concerned.

However, as they reached Ma Jun, they all simultaneously swelled and exploded.

It was a self-destruction!

Ma Jun had not expected such decisiveness; they exploded without hesitation.

Though their cultivation was average, the simultaneous close-range self-destruction forced Ma Jun to retreat out of necessity, quickly stepping aside.

A moment later, the explosive aura dissipated, leaving the ground stained with blood, but the one called "Zhu Xianwei" was nowhere to be seen.

No trace of "Zhu Xianwei" could be found upon looking around.

Ma Jun couldn't help but stomp his foot in frustration.

"Today, I really met with misfortune, letting a Demon King escape right under my nose."

Sighing, Ma Jun walked over to Wang Yan, ashamedly saying, "Boss, I'm sorry."

Wang Yan smiled slightly, saying, "You did nothing wrong. It's best that Zhu Xianwei escaped."

Ma Jun was taken aback, then broke into a smile, asking, "Boss, did you perhaps leave a mark on him?"

Wang Yan smiled slightly, saying, "Indeed, just as he was escaping, I left a Fire-Eating Ant on him. Now, by following the ant's trail, we can find their hideout."

"Fantastic!"

Everyone couldn't help but rejoice, seeing as days of setbacks have turned into a single successful breakthrough today.

Thereafter, they immediately followed the trail left by the Fire-Eating Ant, continuing their pursuit.