Under the crimson glow of the red moon, the forest trembled.
Dozens of powerful cultivators surrounded the gigantic Three-Headed Wolf. Spiritual energy filled the air as formation symbols appeared on the ground.
One of the elders shouted loudly,
Formation team! Activate the Heavenly Binding Formation!
Several cultivators quickly formed hand seals.
Golden runes appeared around the monster, creating a huge circular barrier that tried to lock the beast in place.
Now! Attack!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless techniques exploded toward the beast.
Fire blades, lightning spears, and spiritual swords rained down like a storm.
The Three-Headed Wolf roared furiously.
ROOOOOAR!!
One of its heads released a terrifying wave of wind that shattered several attacks.
Another head spat blazing flames that burned the ground black.
Yet the cultivators didn't stop.
We must weaken it before the moon reaches its peak!
Don't hold back!
Among the attacking cultivators, one figure stood out.
Ketlos.
His eyes were cold as he stepped forward with his sword glowing with spiritual light.
So this is the legendary beast… he muttered.
Let's see if you can survive this.
He leaped into the air and slashed downward.
Sky-Breaking Strike!
A massive arc of energy cut across the battlefield and struck the beast directly.
BOOM!
The ground shook violently.
The beast howled in pain as blood splashed across the rocks.
After dozens of attacks from the cultivators, the Three-Headed Wolf was already 90% injured.
But suddenly…
Something changed.
The wolf slowly raised its three heads.
Its red eyes became even darker.
Then it released an earth-shaking roar.
ROOOOOOOOOOAR!!!
The monster had gone completely berserk.
Something's wrong! one cultivator shouted.
The wolf suddenly disappeared from its position.
In the next second—
CRASH!
One cultivator was sent flying into a tree, his bones completely shattered.
Another one was torn apart by the beast's claws.
Defensive formation!
Fall back!
But it was already too late.
The beast moved like a nightmare, attacking wildly.
One by one, the cultivators were heavily injured and thrown across the battlefield.
Even Ketlos was forced back.
The situation had turned completely chaotic.
One of the surviving cultivators shouted desperately,
We need reinforcements!
He quickly pulled out a flare talisman and activated it.
A bright beam of light shot into the sky.
Once the signal reaches the capital, help will arrive!
But just as the flare rose into the sky…
A dark flash suddenly cut through it.
Slash!
The flare was destroyed in mid-air.
Everyone froze.
…What?
…Who did that?
A figure slowly stepped out from the shadows of the forest.
He wore a dark hoodie that hid most of his face.
Only a faint smile could be seen.
A smile that looked… completely insane.
The cultivators felt a cold chill run down their spines.
W-who are you…? one of them asked.
The mysterious figure tilted his head slightly.
Under the moonlight, his eyes shone with madness.
Then he spoke calmly.
You people… talk too much.
The next moment—
His killing intent exploded across the battlefield.
And only then did the terrified cultivators realize the truth.
The person standing before them…
Was none other than
Kairo.
And tonight…
The real nightmare had just begun