Urban Martial Saint

Seeing Ye Qing take action, the Japanese ninjas breathed a sigh of relief. They had witnessed Ye Qing’s skills before, and as long as Ye Qing made a move, it would be easy to kill these werewolves.

However, this time the outcome was completely unexpected. Ye Qing punched forward, but at the most critical moment, the werewolf twisted its body in mid-air, swiftly dodging Ye Qing’s punch, avoiding his attack, and then knocked Ye Qing to the ground.

This situation stunned everyone. The speed and reaction capability of this werewolf were terrifying! Ye Qing’s fist was already less than half a foot away from the werewolf. Within such a short distance, the werewolf advanced at such high speed and managed to change its direction at the last moment, completely dodging Ye Qing’s attack, which was truly unexpected.

Ye Qing frowned. He had killed so many werewolves and knew their situation very well. Although these werewolves were not weak in combat, and their bodies were incredibly resilient, capable of fighting against Peak Masters, their speed was not particularly fast, which was why Ye Qing could kill them previously. However, after fully transforming into a wolf, its speed seemed to suddenly double, and its agility was completely different from before. It could dodge Ye Qing’s punch in such a short time, making it seem that killing them won’t be an easy task.

The werewolf didn’t think too much and opened its mouth, aiming at Ye Qing’s neck to bite down. This situation shocked everyone present. Wen’er obviously felt terrified, and even the members of the Church and the Japanese ninjas’ faces changed dramatically. They weren’t afraid of Ye Qing being killed; the key issue was related to the Buddha’s Relic. If Ye Qing was bitten to death by the werewolf, wouldn’t the clue to the Buddha’s Relic be lost too?

Just when everyone was scared, the werewolf’s bloody mouth had already bitten Ye Qing’s neck. But contrary to their expectations, Ye Qing wasn’t directly killed by having his neck bitten off by the werewolf. Instead, three forces within Ye Qing simultaneously rushed to his neck. These forces all erupted on the werewolf’s lethal mouth, and, just like before, without any doubt, the werewolf exploded into fragments!

This situation brought exclamations from the crowd, who had been worried initially. Seeing this, they were dumbfounded. They thought Ye Qing was going to die by having his neck bitten through, yet unexpectedly, Ye Qing wasn’t hurt at all; instead, the werewolf was blown to pieces. What’s going on?

Indeed, Ye Qing himself understood the situation best. Although he could not wield these three forces, whenever facing these werewolves, the forces worked in unity. The forces seemed to harbor great hatred for the werewolves, so regardless of where the werewolves attacked him, they would rush swiftly and pound the werewolf to bits. Moreover, the critical point was, Ye Qing lacked meridians entirely, these forces merely operated within his body. Despite the absence of meridians, Ye Qing couldn’t control them, but, without meridians, the forces, no matter how strong they were, would not harm Ye Qing’s meridians even with intense operations. Thus, they killed numerous werewolves without inflicting any harm on Ye Qing.

Thanks to the hostility the three forces had towards the werewolves, every part of Ye Qing’s body could be used as a weapon. As long as a werewolf dared to attack, no matter where it targeted, Ye Qing wouldn’t be injured, whereas the werewolf would undoubtedly be countered by the forces and die.

This realization delighted Ye Qing, initially worried about the werewolf’s enhanced speed, uncertain of how to handle them. The current situation spared Ye Qing a lot of trouble.

After killing one werewolf, Ye Qing jumped up immediately, rushing towards the second werewolf.

The remaining werewolves, initially charging aggressively, intending to exploit their speed to kill Ye Qing; however, upon seeing that werewolf blasted apart by Ye Qing’s neck, they too were dumbfounded. Their not-so-bright minds simply couldn’t comprehend what happened. Nonetheless, they understood clearly that Ye Qing was terrifying, having consecutively slain many of their partners. Despite their substantial boost in strength, Ye Qing could still kill them, suggesting Ye Qing’s power far exceeded what they could contend with.

Fearful, and watching Ye Qing rush over, the werewolves reacted as though they’d seen a ghost, howling as they turned around and fled. Ye Qing noticed them running towards the nearby cave, and a thought occurred. These werewolves became much stronger after emerging from the cave, possibly due to something inside the cave? With the werewolves once again rushing into the cave, Ye Qing grew increasingly suspicious of what lay inside.

Initially, Ye Qing planned to explore the surrounding caves when the Church and Japanese ninjas fought each other fiercely. After all, the Tomb of Ghost Valley Master must be hidden within one of them. However, he didn’t dare to go directly because the Church and the Japanese ninjas were closely monitoring him, and if he rushed in, they would surely follow, causing trouble. So Ye Qing intended to wait until they were severely weakened from fighting before heading into the caves nearby. The werewolves’ frantic escape into the surrounding caves now gave Ye Qing a chance to charge in, under the guise of chasing them, and explore.

Though the werewolves had charged into the caves heedlessly, Ye Qing was cautious entering. He knew the caves around were the positions of the Eight Fan Gates in the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Formation, with mechanisms except for the Gate of Life posing dangers beyond each door. Thus, he entered with great care, ready for any potential traps nearby.

Behind the door lay a winding stone corridor, roughly thirty meters long. Ye Qing proceeded cautiously along the corridor without encountering any danger. After rounding a corner, his eyes lit up, as a gentle golden light shone through from the corridor’s end.

Ye Qing was puzzled; being within a cave, surrounded entirely by enclosed conditions, how could any light penetrate? Perhaps something like a Luminous Pearl was providing illumination?

With curiosity, Ye Qing exited the stone corridor. At the end lay a spacious cave, about the same size as the one he was in before. Surveying the surroundings, Ye Qing couldn’t help but marvel again; such a spacious cave was already astonishing, and now, finding another one here was even more so. Had the entire mountain been hollowed out?

The cave was bathed in a soft golden light, leading Ye Qing to gradually raise his gaze towards its source. Upon seeing it, Ye Qing’s expression froze. The light source was not a Luminous Pearl embedded in the stone wall. Rather, it was a golden sphere, resembling a full moon, floating mid-air!

Gazing at the sphere, Ye Qing took a deep breath, stepping aside to take a closer look. Indeed, it was a sphere, genuinely floating in the air without support, strings, floating like a balloon. Hanging neither high nor low, its gentle glow illuminated the whole cave brightly, making every detail clearly visible.

Ye Qing had never seen anything like this before; the giant Luminous Pearl outside Patriarch Bodhidharma’s cave had already amazed him, and now seeing such an illuminating sphere floating mid-air shocked him further. What exactly was this sphere? How did it defy gravity, hovering in air while emitting light? Most crucially, Guiguzi lived thousands of years ago, and his tomb has been here for millennia. Could this sphere have been illuminating for thousands of years? How is it emitting light?

While Ye Qing pondered, a sudden cacophony of howls erupted beside him. Turning swiftly, he saw over a hundred werewolves gathered just two hundred meters away, unbeknownst to him. Their eyes glowed eerie green like real wolves in the cave. Together, they fixed their eyes on Ye Qing, continuously growling and roaring, showcasing their anger and unease. Ye Qing was certain that if he made any rash moves, these werewolves would immediately pounce on him, fighting desperately.

Ye Qing drew a startled breath; he never anticipated finding so many werewolves in the cave. Though he didn’t fear them, if they all charged out, the Japanese ninjas wouldn’t stand any chance of survival, and Ye Qing would lose his leverage against the Church.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing felt secretly relieved that he followed in, keeping the werewolves within the cave. If they charged out, the Japanese ninjas would certainly be massacred by them. Then, Ye Qing wouldn’t just lose his leverage against the Church; if the Great Elder perished here, Huangfu Ziyu would also be in danger.

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