CHAPTER 80: TENTH FLOOR! ( BLOODLINE )

"We need to run—" the frantic whisper barely escaped the lips, filled with urgency yet the face remained calm without any fear.

Nonetheless, it was already too late. The death has no time, no eyes, no ears, no mouths yet, it sees, it smiles and it screams.

The shadows around them twisted and deepened, as if the very air was thickening with an oppressive weight caused by the spiritual pressure.

The classification of beasts does not solely rely upon their rank as rank 1 beast, rank 2 beast, but is also deeply intertwined with their bloodlines, much like in the humans Daoist.

The potential of a beast’s bloodline directly correlates with the strength of its overall aura; the more illustrious and powerful the bloodline, the more formidable and pronounced the aura it emanates.

( Bloodline: Normal bloodline, higher bloodline, lord, King, Saint, emperor )

The beasts bound to ancient, noble bloodlines often exude an undeniable, unquestionable and unfathomable presence that can instill fear, awe, or even respect in those who encounter them.

After all, their auras not only serve as a reflection of their innate abilities but also signify a legacy steeped in power, dominance, and even cultivation talent.

Howlllllll!!!!

The haunting sound echoed through the mountain, a mournful chorus that sent shivers racing down Jia Mei’s spine, mouth already full of blood.

It was the call of the Nightfangs, their primal howl resonating with a chilling declaration of fight... They are wolves as such, it’s logical that they like to stay in a group and hunt together.

It was a formidable sight that sent shivers down the spine of anyone who dared to witness their arrival, be it Jia Mei, Ling’er, Saintess or even Immortal master.

These Nightfangs, truly earned their name for a reason as under the night sky, their long fangs would grow to terrifying lengths, glistening ominously with their saliva that contains night poison.

A special poison that can kill you when you touch the golden sun light.

However, this transformation was not merely the outer body or just teeth as their entire physique undergoes a profound change gaining regeneration ability, able to regrow even the sliced head, which even the old scholars are unable to fathom how.

"That’s the alpha of the group, it possesses the emperor rank bloodline and is a near rank 6 beast... Our fate might be sealed here, we need to at least let one person escape,"

Yi Xin Xie observed the situation calmly despite the fear, after all, she had lived for years and was fully aware that the key to their collective resurrection rested in the fact that only one among them had managed to survive this situation.

But who? The best option is likely to be her.

In case anyone might be curious as to why Young Master Zhao isn’t the one in this situation when his wisdom is unfathomable and braveness is vast, the explanation is quite precise.

He is male, and there’s a dynamic at play among these fiercely territorial alpha figures. These alphas tend to prefer engaging in confrontations that pit one male against another.

In their eyes, such battles not only serve to establish dominance but also reinforce their status within the social hierarchy.

Thus, the only one who must escape would be herself, as she is considered less of a threat.

"How interesting... We can’t make progress in this domain, and we have to face against beasts that can single-handedly wipe us out," Young Master came forward after all, he knows about the costume and tradition of these wolves.

And he knew, Yi Xin Xue will definitely be planning to leave... All he can do now is trust, she can survive and revive him. It’s great that wise minds think alike.

But, who is Young Master is Young Master?

Someone who has walked in all 3,000 paths of Dao.

This may look like a battle between a tree and vast mountains but the roots of this tree are deeply rooted reaching the depths of hell.

Young Master’s eye glowed red...

Howllll!!!

The alpha from the Nightfangs wolves came forward and began to walk left and right, while the others watched.

Soosh!

In an instant, a grade-1 beast suppressing array was created addressing the beast to mid-rank 5.

Woosh!

As the hand moved gracefully, a blue rune appeared above the wolf, immobilizing it, however, how can a grade-1 rune suppress the mid-rank 4 beats for long with the emperor bloodline?

Howlll!!

Within a single blink time, the rune shattered while the beast howled sending a strong shockwave.

Ah, what should we do? We really should find a way to help Young Master," Jia Mei said thoughtfully, her brows furrowing in concern.

"This one warns don’t act stupid..." Yi Xin Xue said as politely as a waterlily, her voice low and steady, filled with an urgency that brooked no argument.

"If you try anything reckless, they will rip you apart— This Seat promises you that. These wolves are not to be messed around. I can’t afford to let my focus falter thus, I will quietly make my exit while you’re all preoccupied. My first priority is to revive the Holy Envoy; that is paramount. Once I ensure his safety, then I will turn my focus to the rest of you."

As she spoke, Yi Xin Xue began to back away, her movements deliberately slow and stealthy, making the most of the chaos that unfolded around her.

The wolves were fiercely engaged, their eyes locked on the intense battle between the Young Master and their leader.

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The Nightfang wolf continued to circle Young Master like a wild predator, its obsidian hide rippling with the unnatural luster of awakened blood.

Its paws pressed into the stone, talons curling, carving rifts with every step, its breath fogging the air with venom that hissed softly upon touching the ground.

Those silver-ringed eyes, beautiful than any moon, glared at Young Master Zhao, before jumping in for a bite at the neck, The speed was extremely fast.

Zhao stood unmoved, the reason robes fluttering in the moonlight reflecting a calm face.

Cuuu~

A simple melody of whistle echoed while the wolf stopped mid-air, three multiple runes appeared above its head immobilizing it and weakening it.

Alas, Young Master had no spiritual weapon at hand, thus, he could only channel the spiritual aura into his fist and attack it.

Bang!

The wolf was sent flying... Two runes appeared above Young Master’s head, and with a "Fwoosh" sound effect, Young Master instantly jumped atop of flying wolf and gave it a few Qi-fists, breaking its long fangs.

Nonetheless, the fangs instantly regenerated and the attacks weren’t doing much harm to the wolf.

However, that was merely at the surface, internally the music dao rhythm produced by his fist was connected to its bones, slowly weakening them.

Banggggg!

The wolf finally collided with a big stone, but there was no visible injury neither the internal one. It’s skin was very thick.

Swoosh!

Young Master simply burned its fur using pure spiritual energy that he had just collected and a golden letter appeared in the air.

Swoosh!

The letter turned into golden dust and the space trembled.

Young Master Zhao, with a sinister smirk, launched...