Beneath the Wolf King's foot was a stone. Normally, it would have posed no issue whatsoever. However, as the Wolf King moved, that round stone rolled and slipped under the force of his step, causing his foot to veer slightly to the side.
At any other time, this wouldn't have mattered—he wouldn't have even wobbled.But now, he was moving at high speed, trying to dodge. That slip underfoot made it impossible for him to maintain control of his massive body. He crashed to the ground.
Pfft!!
The refined steel arrow tore through the void like a stream of light. Just as the Wolf King fell, the arrow ruthlessly pierced into his left flank. His silver fur shimmered in the light, trying to block the blow—but the arrow exploded with arrow radiance, and the power imbued in it, along with the terrifying piercing force, pushed it through. Though Yi Tianxing's bow hadn't yet fully unleashed his ten-thousand-jin strength, the damage was still horrifying.
Even the Moonhowl Wolf King's powerful body couldn't withstand it. The iron arrow ripped through flesh, burst through its defenses, and embedded itself deep in his flesh, sinking in two-thirds of its length.
Awoooo!!
The Wolf King let out a howl of agony, eyes full of confusion and disbelief. With its intelligence, it simply couldn't understand—how could it have fallen? How could a tiny stone trip it up? That sort of thing had never happened before, especially not in such a critical moment. It had the speed to dodge, but instead, it fell and got struck squarely by an arrow.
Pain seared through its body, and its fury surged.
But a single arrow wouldn't kill it.
The Wolf King leapt to its feet again, its eyes glinting with murderous, icy light. It wanted to tear the man before it to shreds and devour him piece by piece to honor its fallen offspring.
Once standing again, the Wolf King didn't move.It would never fall in the same spot twice.
On its forehead, the silver moon imprint began to glow again with intense moonlight. A terrifying presence erupted across the battlefield.
"Not good—it's the Moon Blade." Yang Yanping caught a glimpse mid-battle, his expression shifting."That Moon Blade from the Wolf King is way stronger than the little silver wolf's—it's a true divine technique."
"We can't let it unleash that crescent-shaped Moon Blade. Its destructive power is off the charts!" Yang Yanding shouted.
Yi Tianxing's eyes narrowed as he watched. He instantly knew—the Wolf King was preparing to unleash its divine technique: Moon Blade. Once released, its speed and lethality made dodging nearly impossible.
"I can't let it finish. I won't dodge. The only way to counter Moon Blade is with sheer force—to shatter it."
Yi Tianxing's thoughts raced.
Moon Blade was powerful, but not without weakness. He was confident that his physical strength alone could withstand and crush it. The key was whether he could track its trajectory. If he couldn't see it, there'd be no chance of stopping it.
Taking a deep breath, he pulled out another refined steel arrow to prepare a second shot.
"Hmm? The transformation is complete. The second divine ability in the Innate Yin-Yang Eyes has finally awakened."
"This is… a Slaughter-type Divine Technique!!"
Just as he drew his bow, his hands paused, joy flickering across his face. His Innate Yin-Yang Eyes had finally birthed a second divine power—one meant for killing, not just against spirits and the undead, but against any lifeform, any enemy.
"Innate Yin-Yang Eyes — Yin-Yang Shears, Slay!!"
As the words fell, twin rays of black and white divine light burst from his eyes, instantly forming a giant pair of shears in the air. The shears gleamed with interwoven yin-yang patterns, radiating a fierce edge as if they could slice through the fabric of space itself.
Inscribed upon the shears was a cryptic verse:
Yin and Yang entwined in tail and flow,Born innate in black and white glow.Twin forces twist in crafted might,Dawn and dusk in a single bite.
The Yin-Yang Divine Light flowed over the shears, humming with deadly resonance.
Roar!!
The Yin-Yang Shears suddenly flashed with light and transformed into a pair of enormous serpents—one black, one white—entwining as they shot toward the Wolf King at breathtaking speed.
Everyone—villagers, wolves, soldiers—instinctively turned to look, eyes filled with awe and disbelief.
"What was that? Just now it looked like a giant pair of black-and-white scissors, then it became two monstrous serpents. Is that a divine technique? Unbelievable."
"It's Master Yi! He's using divine magic. Can it kill the Wolf King?"
"Look, the Wolf King is about to unleash the Moon Blade. Can Master Yi's technique block it?"
Hope stirred among the terrified people. For the first time, they dared to believe someone might slay the Wolf King and free them from this nightmare.
The silver crescent Moon Blade began to form again before the Wolf King, its sharp glint chilling in the air. But just as it prepared to unleash it, its nose twitched.
Achoo!!
A sneeze.
Yes. Right as the Moon Blade fired, the Wolf King sneezed.
The sneeze completely ruined the attack. The Moon Blade veered way off course—straight into the pack of giant wolves behind it, missing Yi Tianxing entirely.
It was a moment of divine comedy.
In that instant, the Yin-Yang Shears had already reached the Wolf King and sliced right through it like shears through cloth. The serpents vanished after their strike, fading into nothingness.
Meanwhile, the misfired Moon Blade cleaved through the unsuspecting wolves behind, slicing over ten of them cleanly in half.
The Wolf King stood motionless, eyes wide open in shock.
"What happened? Why did the Wolf King just fire its attack at its own wolves?"
"Why didn't it dodge Master Yi's divine technique?"
"Wait… did it just… sneeze?"
Disbelief filled the battlefield.
It was that sneeze. That single sneeze had turned everything upside down. Life and death flipped in an instant.
"No way... Am I dreaming?" Yang Yanding muttered, eyes wide.
Crack!!
The Wolf King's upper body suddenly fell from its torso. Blood gushed, staining the earth red. Its eyes remained wide open—in deathless disbelief.
A sneeze.Because of a sneeze, the mighty Moonhowl Wolf King…was dead.
It didn't make sense.Why did it sneeze?Why now?
It died unwillingly.It died with its eyes wide open.
"Once could be an accident—a coincidence. But twice? That's not luck. That's fate."
Even Yi Tianxing was rattled. He'd feared the newly born Yin-Yang Shears might be destroyed by Moon Blade. He hadn't expected that of all things, the Wolf King would—sneeze.
With its power and discipline, a sneeze during combat was virtually impossible.Yet here they were.
"Could it be… her?"
A figure flashed through Yi Tianxing's mind. He turned his gaze toward the village interior.
Awoooo!!
With the death of the Moonhowl Wolf King, the entire wolf pack froze. Then, in a sudden burst of terror, they howled, tails between their legs, and fled.
Their leaders—both the silver cub and the king—were gone.Without them, they were just a mob, scattered and fearful.
The battlefield calmed as the wolf pack vanished.But what remained was devastation.
Corpses littered the ground. The village had been nearly destroyed in the attack.Many villagers had perished. Countless others were wounded, crying out in agony.
Their screams echoed through the ruins, shaking the hearts of all who heard.
"The wolves are gone. We won… we survived."
"The Wolf King is dead! We really made it!"
"We don't have to fear the wolves anymore!"