"No!"

In the blink of life and death, Slaga's reaction as a Dark Race Wolfman burst into its fullest potential. Under the pressure of impending doom, his mind suddenly became unprecedentedly clear.

The fur on Slaga's body suddenly retracted, and the blood-red scale armor on his body scattered in an instant, transforming into a blood-red light shield that blocked in front of him.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed through the sky, but the blood-red light shield didn't last long. In just a moment, it was burned away by the Soul-devouring Flame Spear, breaking through once more.

Just as the Soul-devouring Flame Spear was about to pierce through Slaga's chest, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Dark Race Demon Shadow!"

With a low shout, he remained motionless, allowing the Soul-devouring Flame Spear to pass through his body. But at the moment the spear entered, not a drop of blood was spilled.

The Soul-devouring Flame Spear seemed to pierce through a shadow, shooting through without any resistance.

"Hmm?"

Ye Qingfeng paused his gaze slightly. Slaga's figure slowly became ethereal in the air, then vanished.

This sudden change also left Ye Miao and the other two astonished. Had Slaga really dodged Ye Qingfeng's sure-kill strike?

Ye Qingfeng turned calmly, his gaze sweeping toward the distant sky, where a shadow was quickly darting away, creating a vast distance between them.

In just a moment, Slaga actually appeared tens of thousands of meters away behind Ye Qingfeng, after being merely dozens of meters in front of him, leaving only a blurry black dot visible.

"Spatial transference?"

Ye Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly. Slaga hadn't dodged the Soul-devouring Flame Spear with speed; he had shifted space instantaneously. This was a skill Ye Qingfeng was seeing for the first time.

"Human, I don't care who you are. One day, I will tear you to pieces and consume your flesh!"

Slaga's venomous voice echoed from the sky, but Ye Qingfeng stood motionless, seemingly having given up the pursuit.

Ye Miao sighed inwardly. This Dark Race Wolfman was indeed too mysterious. Even under such a swift attack, he managed to evade and escape into the distance in an instant.

"Are we just going to let him escape?"

Qiu Ying was slightly panicked. If they let such a terrifying and bizarre creature escape, who knew how many would fall victim to it? Such a brutal monster was undoubtedly a great scourge to humanity.

"Run?"

Just as Slaga was about to disappear into the horizon, with a flick of his right hand, the previously unleashed but futile Soul-devouring Flame Spear seemed to be drawn by some force, turning back like a boomerang and swiftly returning to Ye Qingfeng's hand.

His eyes shone with a mystical blue light. In his sight, the spaces ahead were entirely different from what others saw. At this moment, the spaces in front of him all represented nodes, and Slaga was right on a node.

The Heaven and Earth Power was mobilized in an instant.

"Hmph!"

The corner of his mouth curved in a cold arc, and the Soul-devouring Flame Spear shot out from his hand once more.

"Swoosh!"

The Soul-devouring Flame Spear left his hand, suddenly disappearing into the space.

"This..."

Ye Miao and the other two were visibly shocked. In the next moment, they were utterly stunned to see a red light appear on the horizon, descending straight toward Slaga's back.

"How is this possible?"

Slaga, who had been submerged in thoughts of vengeance, had used the life-saving Secret Technique of the Dark Race Wolfman clan to evade the Soul-devouring Flame Spear in an instant.

As for Ye Qingfeng's pursuit, he hadn't even considered it. The speed of the Dark Race Wolfman clan was undoubtedly top-notch. Determined to escape, he never imagined anyone, outside of the elders of the Dark Race Wolfman clan, could catch up to him.

But in the next instant, the sense of looming death he had felt seconds ago once again enveloped his entire being.

He turned his head in shock, seeing a red light falling from the sky, aiming directly at him.

"No!"

His eyes widened. His blood-red pupils contracted repeatedly. He didn't understand why this strange and terrifying flame spear was still following him after he had clearly escaped the battlefield. He didn't even know how the spear appeared.

As the flame spear shot down, it was about to pin Slaga to the ground.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A shadow suddenly burst out from the ground. It was massive, even larger than Slaga, and it was also a Dark Race Wolfman.

"Roar!"

The Dark Race Wolfman that had just emerged from the earth let out a roar, swirling a strong Spiritual Energy with its left claw, sweeping at the descending Soul-devouring Flame Spear, while its right claw grabbed Slaga's body and tossed it forward.

The Gang Wind swept across, colliding with the Soul-devouring Flame Spear, producing a crisp ringing sound.

The Dark Race Wolfman snorted coldly, thinking that with a single sweep, he could scatter the Soul-devouring Flame Spear. But in the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

The flames on the Soul-devouring Flame Spear climbed up along the Gang Wind, burning towards him, about to reach his body in an instant.

His reflexes were also top-notch, dispersing the Gang Wind to block the flames, stomping in the void without pause, and shooting away into the distance.

"There's actually another helper?"

Ye Miao was shocked to the core. He thought that having one such monster in the world was terrifying enough, but now, another one emerged, seemingly more powerful than Slaga.

The two werewolves had already disappeared into the horizon. The Soul-devouring Flame Spear pierced into the ground, raising a plume of fire that gradually dissipated.

Ye Qingfeng's expression slightly changed. There had been another Dark Race Wolfman hiding tens of thousands of meters away, which he hadn't detected at all.

His Soul-devouring Flame Spear had been a sure-kill strike, meant to nail Slaga to the ground and let him feel the agony of being skinned and disassembled. But another Dark Race Wolfman appeared out of nowhere, blocking the spear's attack, pulling Slaga out of the death zone, which he hadn't anticipated.

This wolfman's power surpassed Slaga's by an unknown margin. His speed was even faster than Slaga's. In Ye Qingfeng's perception, both of their auras had long dissipated, having fled far from this place.

"You want to run?"

Ye Qingfeng's eyes slightly narrowed, about to move in pursuit.

"Xiao Feng, are you going to chase?"

At this moment, Ye Miao suddenly asked in shock.

"Uncle, you all should go back. I will definitely slay this creature!"

Just as Ye Qingfeng's words fell, Ye Miao sternly waved his hand.

"Xiao Feng, let's forget about it. Beyond another dozen kilometers lies the border between China and Russia. Judging by their demeanor, they are likely fleeing back to Russia. If you pursue them, you will definitely be noticed by the Russian border forces. That would be illegal border crossing, and the Russian military will surely target you!"

Qiu Ying and the Zhang Family were stunned. Indeed, Russia is one of the top five powers in the world. With its substantial national strength, a million-strong army, and extraordinary technological weaponry, even though Ye Qingfeng excels in Martial Arts, confronting an army would be like an egg hitting a rock.

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