"Senior, I'm leaving now. If I manage to return alive, I'll find you for another round of fire-roasted wine, the kind where we don't stop until we're both drunk!"
"Good, I'll keep this old life waiting for you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Yuanhao activated his wind element ability and headed straight for Gu Yao City at the end of the Western Desolation Desert.
The old man watched Ren Yuanhao's departing back, his golden pupils dimming for the first time.
...
The sky in the Western Desolation Desert was as usual, heavy with clouds, so dark it seemed like it could collapse at any moment.
On days like these, even the raiders felt immense fear.
It was said that hundreds of years ago, the Western Desolation Desert experienced similar weather. That time, a black sandstorm had swallowed countless settlements, historically known as the 'Wrath of the Jackal.'
It was the nightmare of everyone dwelling in the Western Desolation Desert. Under such harsh weather, it felt as if their very lives were not their own, their fate entirely dependent on the will of the jackal god.
Ren Yuanhao, utilizing his wind element ability, could fly in a straight line. As he entered the desert's central region, the weather grew increasingly severe.
It was then that he witnessed an extremely peculiar scene.
It was a sunken sand pit, with poplar trees leaning haphazardly, resembling overturned spears and sabers on a battlefield.
Strangely, there were bodies lying in disarray within the sand pit. A striking black saber caught Ren Yuanhao's attention.
Ren Yuanhao descended with the wind. He saw that most of the haphazardly placed corpses bore the insignia of the Grey Wolf organization. Great Wind Novel Network.
He walked up to the black saber, his expression suddenly hardening.
"This is Brother Liu Yu's black saber."
He grabbed the black saber and followed the bloodstains in front of him. As he moved towards a tall poplar tree, the bloodstains grew more abundant, and the sand greedily devoured the offering of human flesh.
Suddenly, a drop of warm blood fell onto the back of his hand that was gripping the saber's hilt.
His heart began to pound rapidly. He looked up and saw Liu Yu staring at him with wide eyes, his eyelids cut away, fixedly gazing at him!
However, his pupils were a dull grey, as chaotic as a deep pool after rain.
"Brother Liu Yu!"
Just as Ren Yuanhao was about to fly over and rescue Liu Yu, who was hanging from the poplar tree, Liu Yu's neck could no longer bear the weight of his body and gravity. With a 'sish' sound, Liu Yu's head and body separated. His head, like a persimmon falling from a branch, rolled down the slope and landed at Ren Yuanhao's feet.
"Brother Liu! Who did this to you?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he heard a sound from beneath the ground like a subway train. The earth beneath his feet trembled, and sand surged into the sky like waves, engulfing heaven and earth!
Ren Yuanhao, holding Liu Yu's corpse, recoiled upwards. His wind element ability directly tore apart and scattered the surrounding sand.
"Ren Yuanhao, this is all your fault for offending people you shouldn't have. We had prepared many, many gifts and games for you. Unfortunately, you arrived late, so this scoundrel kicked the bucket."
A rather familiar figure was encased within the sand. Ren Yuanhao waved his hand, and the figure immediately appeared.
"Allen!"
"Oh? Your memory isn't bad. You scoundrel, you've caused us so much trouble. Now, I'm going to cleanse the Grey Wolf organization on behalf of the others!"
Allen exuded an aura of extreme danger. But Ren Yuanhao knew that with Allen's previous strength, he wouldn't even be able to resist his pressure. The only possibility was that this man had devoured the 'Earth Element' primal ability core!
At this thought, Ren Yuanhao felt a bit confused, wondering if these guys intended to wear him down one by one through attrition warfare.
He wore a grim expression and said coldly, "Did you kill Brother Liu?"
"Isn't the result obvious enough? You have no idea, but this bastard knelt before me like a coward before he died, begging me not to kill him. A man like that, who can discard his backbone so easily, what's the point of keeping him alive?"
Allen's laughter was laced with infuriating lies. Ren Yuanhao knew Liu Yu's character; even with a knife to his throat, he wouldn't even frown. Begging for mercy was simply an insult to him!
"I know better than you what kind of stance my brother would face death with. Knowing it was you who did this is enough. I don't want to hear anything else, because~"
Ren Yuanhao directly drew the Thorn Spear. His fire attribute true energy made the spear seem as if it were veiled in a faint mist. The scorching energy billowed, and he himself looked like a divine being, "Because, you are about to become a corpse!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Yuanhao unleashed 'Stabbing Fire' from the Extreme Flame Spear.
Under the pressure of the Thorn Spear, Allen felt his blood surge as if even the earth element ability within his body could not resist the opponent's moves!
"In a land filled with sand, I, Allen, am the master here!"
Allen frantically circulated his ability. The sand floating all over the world quickly surged back, directly engulfing Ren Yuanhao, then continuously rotating, gradually forming a huge, incredibly dense sand ball.
"You wanted to kill me! Come on! How does sand taste! Hahahaha, are you about to be crushed by my power!"
Allen cackled, tightening his grip. The sand ball grew smaller.
"What a useless Thorn Spear, what kind of wind element ability, in front of my earth element, they are nothing but ants!"
The moment he finished speaking, Allen heard an extremely cold laugh coming from behind him. An impact that seemed capable of tearing space passed directly through his chest, the tip of the Thorn Spear stained with blood.
"Don't think you can be arrogant just because you obtained the earth element ability. I told you, I will use your blood to mourn my brother's soul. Now, are you ready!"
Ren Yuanhao twisted the spearhead. Allen's heart convulsed, and blood spurted out, splashing onto the hot sand.
Allen felt his life draining away at a visible rate. His previous frenzied arrogance instantly turned into overwhelming fear.
"No, I am the chief of the Eight Kings. I cannot be defeated by trash like you!"
Every time Allen tried to straighten up, the force of the Thorn Spear pressed down on him like Mount Tai.
"Before the soul of my brother, you have no right to lift your head!"
Ren Yuanhao twisted his hand, and Allen's stubborn body immediately wilted.
"Kneel!"
Ren Yuanhao's roar, mixed with irresistible might, forced even a man as strong as Allen to obediently kneel on the sandy ground.
"Ren Yuanhao, for these so-called meaningless bonds, you will eventually die a terrible death."
As Allen spoke, he vomited blood in large mouthfuls.
"Until the very end, no one can say for sure. All I know is that you will definitely die before me, and that is enough!"