A streak of dim light suddenly swept across, shattering the clone formed by the congealed blood, but more afterimages emerged from the blood, rising up relentlessly, countless in number, encircling and attacking.

The flickering light played endlessly, as the missiles launched from ten fingers illuminated innumerable flying lights arising amidst the siege, crisscrossing, soaring gracefully.

In the darkness between the heavens and the rain of blood, it was as if a myriad of stars suddenly ascended, splendid starlight flickering transiently.

However, compared to the pure flying light of the past, the light at this moment had become so faint and dim, like fireflies struggling futilely in the blood.

Amid the gaps of the racing light, shadows of the mutated wolves appeared and disappeared, changing and evading at will, a gentle mocking smile on their faces, not in a hurry to attack, but instead beginning to stall for time.

A prey deprived of blood won't run far; the fiercer the resistance and struggle, the closer death approaches. From that stab, the outcome was already destined, the poison of the mutated wolves quietly spreading within the soul, piercing to the marrow.

Yet at this moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Amid countless flickering lights, An Ning's figure had unexpectedly vanished, without any warning, crossing a distance of hundreds of meters, now within reach.

Amid the flow of countless blood shadows, his soul had already been captured!

Suddenly, with all strength invigorated, a charge surged forth!

Then, the empty five fingers released light, and between the joined index and ring fingers, a shaft of dim light suddenly ignited, ascending with heat, bursting forth with unparalleled incandescent brilliance.

No chance, no room to react.

In the instant of perception, it was already within reach!

The bewildered eyes of the beast were illuminated by the light.

This was what they called the Hunter Finger, the claws and fangs bestowed by the White Deer—even if life hung by a thread, it could still pierce the boundary between life and death, reverse the situation, and slay the mutated wolves!

—The Flying Light!

Snap!

An explosive sound resounded.

The flying light extinguished, and An Ning was sent flying backward, tumbling into the pool of blood.

"Huh, so this is the Hunter Finger's flying light? Truly terrifying…"

The mutated wolf sighed gently, raising its hand, wiping the shattered scorching scars on its face: "To be honest, if I didn't think of a way to make you approach voluntarily, I wouldn't quite know how to deal with you."

Within three steps, the wolf poison and the mutated wolf resonate.

The blood traces left within the heart wound and the spreading wolf poison merged again, and then, under the order of the mutated wolf—erupt!

The heart exploded, spiritual quality disintegrated.

At the final moment of life and death, the flying light extinguished.

An Ning, with a huge bleeding hole blasted out from his chest, plummeted toward the earth but was caught by a hand formed from the congealed blood rain, lifting him up by the neck.

"Goodbye, Hunter."

The mutated wolf grinned, as the blood water forming its hand transformed swiftly, a large mouth rose, lunged out, closing shut, suckling bone and marrow, a voracious feast!

The sound of shattering bones and flesh erupted.

From within the mutated wolf itself!

Suddenly, thunder burst forth!

Violent roaring, speeding forth!

A twisted, shattered iron fist broke through the air, brutally smashing that grinning face and body, Pan Ying cleaved down, sweeping across its arm, ripping apart limbs, and then, the several-ton Dragon Mountain Armor burned red-hot, fiercely crashed onto its body, thoroughly grinding the writhing mutated wolf into dust, bursting into splattering blood water.

In the gale following the explosion, the fragmented Dragon Mountain Armor had already enveloped An Ning within its embrace.

Scarlet pupils silently burned.

Like an enraged giant reclaiming its lost cat.

Only... the whole body was already riddled with holes, covered in cracks, even Fluid Alchemy could not repair so many damages and wounds anymore.

"Hey, deep feelings, huh."

The mutated wolf's body reappeared from the blood rain with full satisfaction: "Still saying you would settle this later, are you in such a hurry?"

Ji Jue remained indifferent, offering no response.

"This is a trap, Brother Ji Jue." An Ning gently sighed: "You've been ensnared."

"I know."

Ji Jue lowered his eyes, gazing at the fierce wounds on the body of the machinery, and, within his body, the toxin-filled blood...

To escape from Yue Chen's entanglement, he had to endure an Earth Pulse punch, and then, while speeding, suffered an attack from a pre-prepared Super Dense Jet.

The isolation layer was completely broken through.

The most crucial problem is the erosion by the blood of the mutated wolf.

Along the cracks on the machinery, the wolf's blood moved like a living organism, it had already infiltrated inside, landing on the arm wielding the sword, in an instant, piercing to the marrow, surging extensively.

Rapidly spreading along the arm towards the heart!

"Small problem." Ji Jue said.

In a flash, solid alchemy operated, freezing all the spiritual changes within the arm, and then the material interference of Mutated Alchemy forcibly transformed the flesh and blood of the arm.

Ultimately, the Blood of the Melting Furnace operated violently, burning away all of the mutated wolf's poison completely.

In return, the right hand lost all sensation, the arm transforming into a metallic-like material, most of Fei Gong lost its response.

Lost a hand.

Ji Jue sighed silently.

An Ning was gravely injured, and the opponent still had a completely intact Ruin and a mutated wolf...

Truly unwise, effort all in vain.

"Hey, you're lying."

An Ning leaned against the armor, smiling wearily: "Shouldn't you just abandon me and leave?"

"I'm just impolite, not brainless." Ji Jue retorted, "If I leave you, how would I face Little An when I get back?"

Yet An Ning looked over, through the cracks of the armor, staring at Ji Jue's face, filled with curiosity: "Is it just about not knowing how to face Little An?"

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