"Ah!"
With a scream, the mercenary who had been fighting earlier was instantly covered in blood, his head flying into the air before his body collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Hearing the commotion, Hermon, the third leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, cursed as he pulled up his pants, "What were you yelling about? You almost scared the boss to death!"
Just as he finished speaking, the Wolf Head Mercenary Group mercenaries in front of him were already lying motionless on the ground, their heads undoubtedly severed, dead.
The remaining mercenaries were already too terrified to care for themselves, incontinent; they hadn't even seen where their opponents were before several of their brothers had died.
Hermon's pupils constricted, and he snarled, "Which blind fool dared to ambush my Wolf Head Mercenary Group? Do you know that what I hate most in my life is being attacked from behind? Get out here right now, or I'll make you wish you were dead!"
"Wishing you were dead? I'd like to see where the Wolf Head Mercenary Group got the audacity to act so brazenly here!"
Just then, Jiang Cheng slowly emerged from behind the tree, his eyes reflecting the Wolf Head Mercenary Group henchmen lying in pools of blood. These guys are really persistent; how come I run into them everywhere?
Hermon was also furious, saying, "You're the one who killed my men! Kneel down right now, or I'll show you the power of an iron fist!"
"Heh, then I'd like to experience the power of a fatso."
"You dare call me a fatso? You're asking for death!"
Hearing the other party's address, Hermon, an eight-star Dou Zhe, had never suffered such humiliation before, and he instantly flew into a rage!
He hated being called "fatty," especially by handsome, well-built pretty boys—he'd kill them all!
Hemon rushed over, his fist, the size of a sandbag, aimed at Jiang Cheng's head. But Jiang Cheng stood calmly, showing no sign of panic. Seeing
Jiang Cheng frozen in place, Hemon assumed his imposing presence had intimidated him and laughed. This ignorant brat was a waste of air; he'd be better off crushing him to attract the snow foxes.
However, what happened next would make him regret it for the rest of his life.
Jiang Cheng simply raised a finger, easily blocking Hemon's powerful punch. Hemon thought he was seeing things and threw two more punches, but both were blocked by Jiang Cheng's finger.
Hemon's heart skipped a beat, his massive body involuntarily taking two steps back, a sense of fear rising within him.
To be able to block his relentless attacks with a single finger—even Mu She, the leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, couldn't do that. Could the newcomer be a Grand Battle Master?
Hemon swallowed hard, not daring to make another move, but still ordered his men to investigate and see if this person was a wolf in sheep's clothing.
He immediately shouted, "Kill anyone still breathing! Whoever kills him will have Madam Lan serve him all night!"
These words instantly roused the remaining mercenaries, who cast greedy glances their way. They had long wanted to taste Madam Lan, and now that they finally had the chance, they wouldn't let it slip by.
Jiang Cheng, watching the wolf-like mercenaries, snorted coldly and snapped his fingers. Two purple figures joined the battle without warning, unleashing a devastating and frenzied slaughter of the remaining Wolf Head Mercenary Group henchmen.
When Hermon saw who it was, he froze on the spot, his pupils shrinking, his voice trembling, "This...this is...a sixth-tier...magical beast...purple...crystal...winged...lion...king..."
As a mercenary from the Monster Mountain Range, he knew what kind of magical beasts roamed the Eastern Mountains. The only one they truly feared was the overlord of the Eastern Mountains, the sixth-tier magical beast, the Amethyst Winged Lion King!
That was comparable to a human Dou Huang (Battle Emperor) level expert. Let alone them, even if the entire mercenary force of the Gama Empire were gathered together, they probably wouldn't last a single move!
The Amethyst Winged Lion King even bit off a mercenary's head, tasted it, and then disgustedly tossed it aside. "This is utterly disgusting! Such lowly cultivation dares to run wild here! If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll really think I have a good temper!"
Roar!
With a deafening roar, the entire Eastern Mountains experienced its first-ever tremor. Trees shook violently, and sound waves spread outwards to the surrounding mountains. It
shook violently like an earthquake, countless birds fled in terror, and even the lowest-ranking magical beasts tucked their tails between their legs and hid on the outer edges, fearing the Lion King's wrath would affect them.
The sound of a beastly horde of footsteps echoed from all directions. In a mere moment, hundreds of third-tier and higher magical beasts had gathered, led by three fifth-tier magical beasts equivalent to human Dou Wang (Battle King) level.
They knew that choosing to help would be the greatest insult to the king of the Eastern Mountains.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King slammed its paw into the ground, and cracks spread across the earth at a visible speed.
The three fifth-tier magical beasts exchanged glances; they had never seen their king so enraged.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King glanced at the terrified Hermon, then transformed into human form before all the magical beasts. This caused all the magical beasts to gasp in shock. They hadn't expected their king to be able to freely transform into human form; could he have already advanced to the seventh-tier magical beast level?
Thinking this, the three fifth-tier magical beasts respectfully knelt on the ground. They knew all too well how unimaginable the seventh-tier magical beast level was to them.
Hermon had already lost control of his bladder and bowels from fright, and Lady Lan had even fainted. They had never seen such a spectacle before; even the weakest among them were magical beasts at the Great Dou Shi level.
Any single magical beast could destroy the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, let alone a mere eight-star Dou Zhe like himself.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King spoke in beast language, surprising all the magical beasts. However, under the king's command, they still respectfully knelt before Jiang Cheng, bowing in submission.
Such a shocking scene was likely to be recorded in history.
Jiang Cheng waved his hand; he didn't care whether the magical beasts submitted or not. He only cared about his peach trees, which he had personally planted ten years ago, and now two of them had been cut down.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King, seeing the two severed peach trees, was instantly enraged.
"Master, what should we do with these guys?"
Jiang Cheng said, "They don't like women. Have the magical beasts give them a flower!"
Hearing this, the remaining mercenaries were terrified and immediately suggested killing them!
However, the Amethyst Winged Lion King had no intention of letting them die so easily. He directly ordered more than a dozen apes to come over and help them clear their bowels!
(End of Chapter)