Hearing Lucas Collins’ words, Elder Duran and the other cultivators felt as if they had swallowed a bitter pill, unable to voice their grievances.
Despite all their calculations, they had still been duped!
Arthur Watts looked at the slowly gathering Stormfire Wolves and instinctively took two steps back. His chubby face turned pale as he cursed Lucas Collins’ entire family in his heart.
“I haven’t even gotten married yet. Am I really going to become wolf food today? If I had known, I wouldn’t have come. I’d rather be in the bridal chamber with Isla Morgan!” Arthur Watts thought, feeling like crying but unable to shed tears.
The calmest person at the moment was undoubtedly Leo.
His gaze remained fixed on the Thunderfruit.
Thunderfruit was a fourth-grade Spirit Fruit and an essential ingredient for refining the Ascension Pill.
With thirty Thunderfruits, if used properly, about ten Ascension Pills could be refined.
“When the battle starts, don’t stray too far from me,” Leo said, looking at the terrified Arthur Watts.
“Leo, I’m not actually that scared. I feel like I’m about to break through to the Spirit Venerable realm. Let’s watch each other’s backs,” Arthur Watts took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
Leo smiled and said no more.
“Fellow cultivators, we have no choice but to fight with all our might! Although there are only thirty Thunderfruits, as long as we can kill these Stormfire Wolves, I promise that everyone who survives will get a share!” Lucas Collins said coldly, seeing the group huddled together without any fighting spirit.
Lucas Collins’ words did not have the desired effect of rousing them; instead, it made everyone’s mood sink even further.
What did he mean by “those who survive”?
It implied that many would die in the battle against the Stormfire Wolves.
Surrounded by wolves, escape was impossible. They had to find a way to survive to think about what came next.
Although the cultivators now hated Lucas Collins to the core, they seemed to have no choice but to rely on his Spirit Saint-level combat power to survive.
Seeing through their thoughts, Lucas Collins stroked his beard, his eyes flashing with confidence. “Fellow cultivators, we have strength in numbers. We might be able to handle these beasts. If you can hold off the wolf pack and let me kill the Wolf King, the pack will scatter without their leader!”
As he finished speaking, Lucas Collins unleashed his Spirit Saint-level aura, pressing down on the approaching Stormfire Wolves like a tidal wave.
The Stormfire Wolves felt Lucas Collins’ immense power, and their encirclement momentarily halted.
“Divine Technique, Hurricane Palm!” Lucas Collins shouted, channeling his spiritual energy and striking out with his palm.
A massive green palm print appeared in mid-air, slamming down on the densest cluster of Stormfire Wolves.
Three Demon General-level Stormfire Wolves roared, opening their jaws and firing three Thunder Pillars at the descending green palm print.
After a loud crash, the green palm print dimmed slightly but continued its violent descent.
Except for one Demon General-level Stormfire Wolf that narrowly escaped, a dozen Stormfire Wolves were crushed into meat patties by the green palm print.
When the green palm print dissipated, a massive crater appeared on the ground, filled with a strong scent of blood.
This scene greatly boosted the spirits of the cultivators behind and around Lucas Collins.
“If you want to live and get the Thunderfruit, show your strongest power!” Lucas Collins shouted fiercely before charging into the Stormfire Wolves.
Lucas Collins’ immense power did not intimidate the wolves; instead, it enraged them.
The wolves howled incessantly and pounced on the cultivators trapped in the center.
At this point, the cultivators had no choice but to fight fiercely. They summoned their weapons and unleashed their powers, engaging in a brutal battle with the attacking wolves.
Not long after the fierce battle began, a thunderous roar erupted from beneath the lake.
The lake water surged as if some enormous creature was about to emerge.
Indeed, a massive creature did emerge from the lake. Amidst the roaring water and trembling ground, a terrifying aura spread from the lake.
Soon, a gigantic wolf several times larger than an elephant appeared above the small lake. Its fur was dark green, and its body crackled with lightning arcs.
The giant wolf’s eyes were as large as an adult’s fist, with blood-silver pupils that occasionally flashed with lightning.
Clearly, this giant wolf was the Wolf King of the Stormfire Wolves.
The Wolf King’s lightning-filled eyes locked onto Lucas Collins below. Its wolfish face showed a human-like expression of rage.
“Despicable human! Last time I drove you away, yet you dare to seek death again!” The Wolf King roared angrily in human speech.
“Monster! Last time you relied on your wolf pack. Today I bring many cultivators to slay you all!” Lucas Collins snorted coldly and flashed into mid-air to confront the Wolf King.
“Humans are indeed despicable liars. Last time it was a one-on-one fight. You knew you weren’t my match and fled,” the Wolf King retorted disdainfully.
Hearing this, everyone’s impression of Lucas Collins worsened.
Despite being exposed by the Wolf King, Lucas Collins’ expression remained unchanged. He shouted fiercely, “Monster! Enough talk. Today I will kill you here!”
As he finished speaking, Lucas Collins extended his right hand, summoning a sharp green longsword.
The sword’s surface glowed green, exuding an incredibly sharp aura.
With a shake of his right hand, a clear wind sound echoed through the valley.
“That’s… an upper-grade Spirit Treasure Windspirit Blade!” A knowledgeable cultivator couldn’t help but shout upon seeing Lucas Collins’ sword.
Lucas Collins’ sharp eyes locked onto the Wolf King. He infused his spiritual energy into the Windspirit Blade and shouted fiercely, “Windspirit Strike!”
The clear wind sound echoed through heaven and earth as a green sword beam over ten feet long shot out from Lucas Collins’ slash.
The green sword beam carried immense destructive power as it slashed toward the Wolf King in mid-air.
Facing the incoming green sword beam, the Wolf King didn’t dodge. Its large eyes flashed with lightning as it opened its mouth and fired a dazzling Thunder Pillar.
The Thunder Pillar shattered the green sword beam into nothingness.
Seeing his probing attack easily neutralized by the Wolf King, Lucas Collins shouted fiercely. The Windspirit Blade in his hand glowed brightly as he launched several consecutive attacks at the Wolf King.
“Despicable human! I’ll eat you alive!” The Wolf King roared furiously. Lightning surged around its body, transforming into bolts of lightning that met Lucas Collins’ sword beams head-on.