It was as if a signal had been triggered.
Moments later, chunks of flesh began to separate from the giant wolf's body. Its hide split open and fell to the ground, blood splattering everywhere. In the blink of an eye, the massive wolf had become nothing more than a huge skeletal frame—only its bones remained intact, still standing upright without collapsing. Even its internal organs had spilled out across the ground.
Only a hollow skeleton remained.
"Amazing... Is he really just a chef? One clean cut, separating flesh and bone so cleanly. His blade work isn't far off from the legendary Butcher Ding," someone exclaimed, gasping in shock. Their eyes were fixed on the scene before them.
"Such incredible knife skills... That saying's no lie—chefs really do make their living with blades," another muttered under their breath, stunned. Looks like chefs aren't people to mess with either. One slip-up, and you might end up a skeleton yourself...
"Look at the rest of the chefs! They're terrifying!" someone shouted, turning their gaze to the others.
Sure enough, all the chefs were brutal in battle. Each wielded their own signature blades. As soon as a giant wolf charged at them, they countered without hesitation. Some chefs were killed instantly, torn apart by a swipe of a claw—but others seized the opportunity to strike back with their blades.
These chefs handled meat every day. Their understanding of vital points rivaled that of seasoned butchers. Every slash targeted weak spots. A few of them rushed forward, bleeding out a giant wolf and dismembering it with swift efficiency. Blade light flashed in all directions—each chef's technique honed to an extraordinary degree.
Many onlookers felt a chill in their hearts at the sight.
The villagers, once paralyzed by fear, now picked up weapons and charged at the remaining giant wolves. Unfortunately, these beasts had thick hides and astonishing speed. One lunge, and a villager would be ripped to pieces. A single bite, and someone's head would be torn off. With a sweep of the tail, full-grown men were sent flying, vomiting blood.
It was like wolves let loose in a flock of sheep.
Blood sprayed, screams echoed—chaos reigned.
Though the villagers had summoned courage, they still lacked real power. Courage alone wasn't enough. What they faced now laid bare the brutality of this new world.
"Damn beasts!" Even Yang Ye couldn't hold back his rage after witnessing the carnage in the village. His voice cracked with fury, as if his heart and liver were being torn apart. He wanted nothing more than to rush back and save them all.
"Father! It's too late! We must kill the Wolf King—only then will the pack retreat. If it lives, this tragedy will repeat!" Yang Yanping, drenched in blood, shouted.
"The Wolf King is gone!"
Yi Tianxing scanned the hillside. At some point, the Howling Moon Wolf King had vanished. Its sudden disappearance clearly wasn't ordinary.
"It doesn't matter. If the Wolf King's hiding, I'll draw it out. I'll kill that little wolf pup first—see if the king can resist showing itself!"
Yi Tianxing's eyes flashed sharply. Spear in hand, he turned toward the young Howling Moon Silver Wolf, which was circling Yang Yanding like a cat toying with a mouse.
It wanted to play him to death.
Not killing its prey immediately... but playing with it? That kind of malice is very human, Yi Tianxing thought coldly. Such cruelty is a flaw, not a strength.
His eyes shimmered—one black, one white.
Innate Yin-Yang Eyes — Yin-Yang Lock!(新技能 Yin-Yang Lock – Yin-Yang Lock!)
Clatter!
Nine Yin-Yang Locks shot forth like spiritual serpents, tearing through the battlefield and darting toward the silver wolf.
The sudden appearance startled the wolf. It instinctively tried to dodge. But the locks were just as fast. Their reach covered nearly the entire area.
The moment the wolf moved—snap!
The locks wrapped around its legs and body, slamming it to the ground. It rolled across the dirt before crashing into a stone and coming to a stop.
The nine locks held firm, glowing with black and white divine light.
A strange power began invading the wolf's soul.
Awooo!!
The silver wolf let out a furious howl, thrashing as rage surged through its body. It had been so close to savoring its revenge—only for this abrupt reversal to bind it helplessly.
Its eyes scanned the battlefield—and landed on Yi Tianxing, now charging toward it.
"Big Brother Yi!" Yang Yanding also saw him, his face filled with awe at how the nine Yin-Yang Locks had immobilized the very wolf he'd been helpless against.
"I'll take care of this one! Go help the others—the village is in danger!" Yi Tianxing barked.
"Understood. I leave it to you, Brother Yi!" Yang Yanding turned and raced back to Yang Family Village, where the battle raged and corpses littered the ground.
Awooo!!
The silver wolf glared at the approaching Yi Tianxing. Suddenly, the crescent-shaped mark on its forehead lit up, radiating intense silver light.
Flash!
A brilliant silver gleam condensed in front of it—forming a curved silver blade glowing with divine brilliance. It radiated icy cold, like a miniature crescent moon forged from frost and steel.
Innate Divine Power – Moonblade!!(新技能 Moonblade – derived from the Life Aperture "Silver Moon")
Without hesitation, the blade shot toward Yi Tianxing, slicing through the air at terrifying speed.
It was so fast that it became nearly invisible to the naked eye.
Life Aperture – Silver MoonInnate Divine Power – Moonblade (A technique with speed like moonlight itself—deadly and swift.)
The wolf had clearly gone all out. Though its body was bound, it wasn't about to die without delivering one final strike.
"So fast!"
Yi Tianxing's Yin-Yang Eyes caught only a flicker of silver before the Moonblade was right in front of him.
With speed rivalling moonlight, it slashed toward his forehead.
Clang!!
Instead of slicing into flesh, a strange metallic sound rang out. A radiant glow shimmered on Yi Tianxing's forehead—his powerful physique, now that of a Body Refiner, was sturdy enough to block divine weapons and shatter magical attacks.
The Moonblade's power was dissipated on impact, its edge barely managing to break the skin and draw a few beads of blood. Had it been stronger, it might've cleaved his skull open.
Still, Yi Tianxing's heart trembled. That blade was fast and sharp enough to wound even me...
But his hands didn't hesitate.
Crack!
He lunged forward like a cannonball, ground shattering beneath him. The war spear shot from his hand like a meteor.
Thunk!!
The spear pierced the silver wolf's skull. Infused with True Qi, it blasted straight through. With a flick of the wrist, Yi Tianxing hoisted the wolf into the air.
It died before it could even cry out.
Its single eye still burned with hatred and savagery.
The whole battle—from start to finish—lasted only a few breaths. Each moment had danced along the edge of life and death.
So this is the power of a Howling Moon Silver Wolf... It's only a Yellow-grade beast, and its divine ability wasn't fully matured—but once it grows, its abilities will become terrifying, Yi Tianxing thought, shaken.
Then, with a thought, the nine Yin-Yang Locks dispersed into Yin-Yang Rings, which darted across the battlefield. They began pulling souls from the bodies of fallen wolves, dragging them into Yi Tianxing's Yin-Yang Eyes.
From the silver wolf's body, a silver-white wolf soul emerged—and was instantly devoured.
Flash!
As the wolf souls entered, the Innate Yin-Yang Divine Diagram inside the eye began suppressing and refining them. Black and white divine light wove together as a profound Dao aura gathered—something was forming within the divine diagram.
"The Innate Yin-Yang Eyes are evolving... they're about to manifest a new divine power."
Yi Tianxing's heart surged with joy.
After hunting so many souls through countless battles—and now absorbing this powerful wolf soul—the time had come. His eyes were undergoing a transformation.
And when that new Yin-Yang Divine Power emerged...
It would be no weaker than the Yin-Yang Lock. Perhaps even stronger.