The Shura King, to the people of Asura, is an unbelievably terrifying existence.

It's said that even those who have seen his true form are very few.

The only sign is the fierce, savage wolves with eyes glowing with green light!

When the wolf pack appears,

it means that the Shura King has arrived!

Some even say,

the Shura King himself is a wolf.

He hides among those Undying War Wolves.

Of course, this is merely a rumor.

It shouldn't be taken seriously.

However, the terror of the Nether Wolves is beyond doubt.

These wolves are fast, with strong attack power, and they attack in groups, capable of easily tearing apart even Saints.

If it were the former Wraith,

upon seeing the Nether Wolves, her legs would have gone weak with fear.

Even now, she still feels afraid.

But today is different from the past.

In the past, she was just a small character in the Asura clan.

Not to mention the Shura King, even Kuang Chao had to be obeyed by her without a word of refutation.

She was even disfigured by Kuang Chao.

Now she holds Medusa's head in her hand.

If she could get Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai's Supreme Sword Technique,

she would become the ruler in the future.

Even the Shura King would have to obey her commands.

By then, everything Kuang Chao did to her,

would be repaid in full!

No, repaid tenfold!

"Come on, Shura King, even ancient divine beasts have been petrified, dare you show yourself and battle me!" The Wraith glanced around.

The unknown is always the most terrifying.

The power of Medusa's head is indisputable.

Even the Ancient Divine Beast Qilin was petrified.

She believed that if the Shura King appeared, she would be able to petrify him too.

However, now, there are only the watchful eyes of the Nether Wolves around.

The shadow of the Shura King is nowhere to be seen.

"So what if you are Nether Wolves? I can petrify you just the same!" The Wraith couldn't withstand the pressure.

She removed the black cloth from Medusa's head.

Aimed it at the Nether Wolves in front of her.

The Nether Wolves were petrified instantly.

"Haha, Shura King, aren't your Nether Wolves strong? But in front of Medusa's head, they are useless!" Seeing the vast number of Nether Wolves turned to stone,

the Wraith burst into maniacal laughter.

This is Medusa's head.

As long as she has Medusa's head.

She is invincible!

Because of Medusa's head, no one dares to open their eyes.

"Let's hide quickly, once those Nether Wolves attack, they won't distinguish friend from foe!" Long Lan had already moved to Su Chen's side and whispered to him.

Even Long Lan is so afraid of the Nether Wolves.

This shows how terrifying the Nether Wolves are.

Of course, mainly because Long Lan's current state is poor.

If she were in her prime, she naturally wouldn't fear the Nether Wolves.

"If you don't want to die, leave here immediately," Su Chen immediately said to the Guardians.

If it was as Long Lan said, once the Nether Wolves attack, they wouldn't distinguish friend from foe.

Then all these people would die.

"Uncle Cang Lang..." However, the Guardians didn't move.

Instead, they wanted to seek Cang Lang's opinion.

Although she had been weakened,

her prestige remained.

"Listen to this young friend, we are retreating!" Cang Lang decided swiftly.

After all, her experience far surpassed these Guardians.

All the talk of swearing to guard the Sword Tomb.

Is nonsense.

If you lose your life, what can you use to guard?

The primary goal is to survive.

Now that there is internal conflict in the Asura clan, it presents an opportunity for the Guardians.

"But if we retreat further, we can only retreat into the Sword Tomb. Our ancestors told us that unless absolutely necessary, we must not enter the Sword Tomb!" Sword One said with a frown.

For generations, the Guardians followed the ancestors' words.

Never stepping into the Sword Tomb.

"Clan Leader, isn't now such a dire circumstance? If we don't retreat into the Sword Tomb, then after today, the world would no longer have a clan of Guardians!" Cang Lang said in a deep voice.

"Shura King, why won't you come out! Your wolves are no match for me!" The Wraith had gone mad.

Thinking with Medusa's head in hand, she was invincible.

"Awoo!"

Finally, the Nether Wolves launched their attack.

And the Wraith raised the Medusa statue in her hand.

Trying to petrify the charging Nether Wolves.

But the Nether Wolves were not petrified.

"What happened, why is it like this!"

The Wraith's face changed dramatically.

Medusa's head had lost its effect!

"No, this can't be!"

The Wraith couldn't accept this scene.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand.

In fact, those Nether Wolves had closed their eyes.

The Medusa's head needs its victim to see Medusa's face to be effective.

But these Nether Wolves all had their eyes closed.

Thus, the Medusa's head lost its power.

Medusa's head is truly terrifying.

It can petrify even Ancient Divine Beasts.

But its weakness is too obvious.

As long as one doesn't look at Medusa's face.

Then Medusa's head is useless!

And these Nether Wolves, although they had their eyes closed.

But as creatures, their sense of smell is extremely sensitive.

Lack of vision barely affects them.

"No!"

The Wraith couldn't accept this scene.

Medusa's head was her greatest reliance.

Once the Medusa's head lost its power.

Her strength only barely touched the edge of Saint's level.

Yet, she wouldn't sit idly by.

She began to fight with the Nether Wolves.

But soon, she was bitten on the shoulder by a Nether Wolf.

There were too many Nether Wolves.

While a single Nether Wolf's strength might not match hers.

It might even be significantly weaker.

But if a pack of Nether Wolves attacks,

even Saints would be bitten to death.

Moreover, the Wraith was not a Saint.

In less than a few minutes, the Wraith was surrounded by dozens of Nether Wolves.

"No!"

"I'm unwilling!"

The Wraith shrieked miserably.

Unfortunately, the Nether Wolves couldn't understand her words.

Their teeth tore at her flesh.

Ripping piece by piece from her body.

However, the Nether Wolves were only biting off her flesh, not delivering a fatal blow.

"Shura King, kill me, kill me!" Despair surged into the Wraith's heart relentlessly.

Now she only wished for a quick death.

Watching her own body being torn apart by wolves, piece by piece.

The feeling was more excruciating than when Kuang Chao had disfigured her.

Seeing this scene, everyone's faces changed drastically.

Sword One hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed and said: "Indeed, now is truly a dire circumstance. Ancestor, forgive us... Everyone, let's enter the Sword Tomb together!"

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