Chapter 137

Wolf King seemed to notice something unusual about Li Qingxuan; it stopped pacing, its ice-blue vertical pupils locked onto Li Qingxuan, a low warning sound came from its throat, and the surrounding Icefield Wolves also lowered their bodies, baring sharp fangs, ready to pounce at any moment.

Li Qingxuan surged forward, charging toward the Wolf King; the Wolf King suddenly opened its mouth and roared, the surrounding Icefield Demon Wolves lunged at Li Qingxuan, and at the same time, a mass of air compressed and condensed before its maw, then erupted from its mouth in an Air Cannon aimed at Li Qingxuan.

Li Qingxuan had been prepared; he sidestepped to dodge the Wolf King's Air Cannon, while continually evading the Wolf Pack's attacks, thrusting his Broken Spear at the Wolf King.

The Wolf King reacted extremely quickly, it swiftly leapt aside, dodging the strike.

But Li Qingxuan's attack also provoked its ferocity; the Wolf King gave a command, and the surrounding Icefield Wolves surged toward Li Qingxuan like a tide.

Li Qingxuan wielded his Broken Spear in an impenetrable fashion, beating back the Icefield Wolves that drew near.

Huang Rong watched anxiously from the sidelines, yet she could do nothing; the Icefield Demon Wolves' attributes far surpassed her own, and it was a large-scale battle—without Li Qingxuan's support, her contribution would be limited, and she might even hinder him, so she could only silently cheer for Li Qingxuan in her heart.

The Black Goat let out an angry hiss, using its long horns and massive body to block the Icefield Demon Wolves' advance, shielding Huang Rong from harm.

The battle was extraordinarily fierce, snowflakes flying across the Icefield.

Although Li Qingxuan held a Broken Spear, facing the onslaught of so many Icefield Demon Wolves, he gradually felt overwhelmed, multiple wounds from wolf claws staining his clothes with blood.

Yet his gaze remained resolute, continually seeking an opening in the Wolf King.

In a fierce exchange, Li Qingxuan deliberately exposed a small opening, luring an Icefield Demon Wolf to lunge; he sidestepped and, using the momentum, charged toward the Wolf King.

The Wolf King did not expect Li Qingxuan to suddenly charge at it; momentarily flustered, it fired another Air Cannon, but Li Qingxuan had anticipated it and nimbly dodged.

In his exchanges with the Wolf King, Li Qingxuan had already grasped its attack pattern; he seized the opportunity, leapt onto the back of an Icefield Demon Wolf, and released a surge of Spiritual Power that instantly enveloped the Wolf King.

The Wolf King let out a frightened roar, trying to break free from the binding force, but found itself unable to move; the surrounding Icefield Wolves, seeing this, erupted in angry howls and lunged at Li Qingxuan with even greater frenzy.

Li Qingxuan clung tightly to the Wolf King's fur, continuously outputting Spiritual Power in an attempt to fully control it.

The Wolf King struggled ever more violently, its body twisting continually, trying to fling Li Qingxuan off.

Li Qingxuan gritted his teeth, gripping with both hands as hard as he could, refusing to let the Wolf King succeed.

At that moment, an Icefield Demon Wolf seized the chance, leapt high, and lunged at Li Qingxuan, its sharp fangs aimed straight at his throat.

Seeing this, Huang Rong cried out in alarm and hurled her Short Dagger, which struck the Icefield Demon Wolf squarely in the eye.

The Icefield Demon Wolf let out a miserable scream and collapsed to the ground.

The Black Goat also seized the moment to rush forward, using its horns to gore aside several Icefield Demon Wolves that had drawn near.

Li Qingxuan took advantage of this opening, increasing his output of Spiritual Power; finally, the Wolf King's struggles weakened, it gradually calmed down, and after a moment, its gaze toward Li Qingxuan held a hint of awe.

Li Qingxuan knew he had succeeded; he slowly approached the Wolf King's head and reached out to gently stroke it.

The Wolf King offered no resistance, meekly lowering its head; the surrounding Icefield Wolves, seeing this, ceased their attacks, gathered around the Wolf King, and emitted low whimpers.

However, a portion of the Icefield Demon Wolves let out low growls, their eyes revealing reluctance and anger, as if they were extremely dissatisfied with the Wolf King's submission to Li Qingxuan.

These few Icefield Demon Wolves slowly retreated a few steps, keeping a certain distance from the wolf pack; their fur bristled slightly as they emitted fierce low growls, adopting a posture ready to pounce at any moment.

Li Qingxuan warily kept his eyes on these defiant Icefield Demon Wolves, slightly raising his Broken Spear in preparation for a sudden attack.

The Wolf King noticed the movement of these kin, lifted its head, a flicker of sternness flashing in its ice-blue vertical pupils, and let out a low, warning-laden howl at those few Icefield Demon Wolves.

Those few Icefield Demon Wolves heard the Wolf King's howl, their bodies trembling slightly, yet they did not abandon their defiant thoughts; one somewhat larger Icefield Demon Wolf mustered its courage, took a small step forward, and bared its teeth at Li Qingxuan.

Huang Rong stood nearby, gripping her Short Dagger tightly, never taking her eyes off those Icefield Demon Wolves, ready to intervene should Li Qingxuan face danger.

The Black Goat also let out a low hiss, its massive body sinking slightly into a defensive stance, shielding Huang Rong behind it.

As the tension mounted and a new battle seemed imminent, Li Qingxuan hurled his Broken Spear; the leading Icefield Demon Wolf was slain on the spot, and the remaining Icefield Demon Wolves turned and fled, racing across the vast Snow Plain.

Li Qingxuan had no intention of letting them escape; his eyes narrowed as he gave the Wolf King an order, which it understood, responding with a low, deep howl.

The surrounding Icefield Demon Wolves closed in on the fleeing ones; soon, those attempting to escape were driven back, tails tucked, trembling as they huddled at the rear of the wolf pack.

Li Qingxuan nodded in satisfaction, flipped off the Wolf King's back, and patted its neck to reassure it.

He turned and walked toward Huang Rong, his face bearing a hint of fatigue that could not conceal his excitement: "Sister Huang, we did it! These wolves will surely lead us back."

Huang Rong's taut nerves finally relaxed; she exhaled lightly, stepped forward, her gaze shifting between the Wolf King and Li Qingxuan, her eyes full of approval: "You really did it—I knew you could."

At this moment, the Wolf King lowered its head, slowly approached Li Qingxuan, and gently rubbed its head against his arm, as if showing submission.

Seeing this, the surrounding Icefield Demon Wolves also retracted their fangs and emitted soft low murmurs; the previously tense atmosphere instantly eased.

Li Qingxuan climbed onto the Black Goat's back, reached out to pull Huang Rong up as well, then instructed the Wolf King: "Take us out of this Icefield to a place with people."

The Wolf King raised its head and let out a long, mournful howl, as if answering Li Qingxuan's command, then sprang forward, running deep into the Icefield.

The wolf pack followed closely behind, leaving a trail of deep footprints in the Snowfield; the Black Goat trailed after them at a leisurely pace, its eyes betraying a sense of reassurance, as if it knew that following these Icefield Demon Wolves would lead to safety.

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