Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

Low roars and mournful cries continuously emanated from the high priest\'s mouth. However, Feng Xiong\'s already somewhat shriveled corpse showed no signs of life whatsoever.

Flash Spirit stood by the side, its eyes flickering with light. It felt that it should leave this place as soon as possible. The high priest of this town and the dead Young Lord were probably not so simple!

The Wind Wolf Town\'s High Priest slowly got to his feet, his eyes burning as he looked towards Flash Spirit. Then, he took a deep breath, and the originally dim glow in his eyes inexplicably deepened. It was as if he wanted to firmly imprint the appearance of the Seven-stage Lightning Leopard in front of him in his heart.

A whirlwind rose from his hand, lifting the corpse of the Wind Wolf Town Lord Feng Xiong and slowly flying toward the direction of Wind Wolf Town.

Flash Spirit took two steps, but ultimately stopped. After a moment of thought, it picked a direction and sped away.

It had achieved its goal by coming here, rescuing the living little Flash Leopard and the main culprit was dead. It had also incidentally killed quite a few Wind Wolves.

The only thing that was somewhat unclear to it now was that there seemed to be something special about the high priest of Wind Wolf Town and the deceased Wind Wolf Lord. But regardless, they, the Flash Leopards, also had the moral high ground. It was time to return and report to the clan.

The Wind Wolf Town\'s High Priest, holding the corpse of the Wind Wolf Lord in his hand, slowly flew back towards the town, all the way to the altar, where he gently placed Feng Xiong\'s body in the center of the altar.

He murmured something, his eyes growing increasingly blood-red.

The altar began to shake gently, and streaks of green patterns emerged on the surface of the altar. On top of the altar, Feng Xiong\'s corpse also emitted a green-blue glow which was interspersed with patches of light gold.

"Great King of the Wind Wolves, your offspring has been slain by others. With the blood of your offspring as a sacrifice, I beseech you to preside over justice for us, mother and son! Howl—"

The Wind Wolf Town\'s High Priest let out a piercing howl to the sky, and a powerful green light shot up into the sky with a bloody brilliance. It instantly ascended into the high heavens, turning into a massive green and red pillar of light.

The whole Wind Wolf Town shook violently when this light red column of light appeared.

Inside his wooden house, Wang Yanfeng, who had been on high alert after the Flash Leopard invasion, was shocked when he saw the column of light shoot into the sky. Looking towards the direction of the altar, he was momentarily stunned.

Whether it was him, Qiu Jing, Wang\'s Three Brothers, or Ling Muxue, they all felt their bloodlines boiling and their emotions being affected at this moment.

What on earth was this?

Five kilometers west of Wind Wolf Town.

Tang San landed lightly on the ground and was looking around when a shadow shifted from behind a large tree—it was the Tiger-faced Man from the Redemption Organization.

The Tiger-faced Man gestured to Tang San, who hurriedly followed him.

"Let\'s go!" The Tiger-faced Man didn\'t say much, leading Tang San off into the distance.

Just then, as if sensing something, the Tiger-faced Man suddenly stopped, turned, and looked back.

Tang San also felt it, because the Wind Wolf Imprint inside his body had distinctly throbbed.

They saw, from the direction of Wind Wolf Town, a huge cyan light pillar shooting into the sky, mixed with threads of blood-red, as if it had been tainted.

"Such heavy resentment…, what is this…" The tiger-faced man\'s eyes drastically changed, "Let\'s go, we\'ll leave this place first and talk later. I\'m afraid something has happened in Wind Wolf Town." While speaking, he grabbed Tang San\'s arm with one hand and strode ahead, quickly taking Tang San away.

Jiali City. Wind Wolf Ancestral House.

In a room covered with all sorts of rare furs, an elderly Wind Wolf lay on a sun lounger, napping.

Suddenly, its body jerked once before it snapped upright.

It was only upon sitting up that one could see this elderly Wind Wolf was about two meters tall, with a robust and towering figure. What was more peculiar, it resembled a human in most aspects, except for its pale cyan skin and a head of teal hair. Each strand of hair emitted a faint teal glow. Its deep green eyes were like bottomless pools, profound and mysterious.

"Who is it! Who dares to kill my offspring!" A low roar erupted from its mouth. In the next instant, the whole Wind Wolf Ancestral House shook.

...

On one side of Jiali City Central Plaza.

Pretty Girl Milk Tea Shop.

The Pretty Girl mother-daughter duo and a female store clerk were all busy. The three had clear roles: Pretty Girl\'s mother was in charge of making milk tea, Pretty Girl was responsible for taking the money, and the store clerk was tasked with delivering the cups of milk tea to the customers.

This time of the evening was always their busiest. Jiali Plaza also became lively around this time. Of course, only the clansmen of some strong races in Jiali City would be active in this area.

"Ah—" The store clerk suddenly let out a startled cry.

Pretty Girl had no reaction, but her mother, Su Qin, subconsciously turned her head to look, and she too was taken aback.

A sturdy Wind Wolf, who had just bought some milk tea, suddenly emitted a strong cyan light from all over its body.

This time, the radiating cyan light also caught Pretty Girl\'s attention.

Without waiting for them to ask, the Wind Wolf didn\'t care to receive the milk tea, and instead turned around and dashed away.

On Jiali Plaza, the few Wind Wolves turned into lamps of cyan light ignited suddenly in the night, each speeding up, swiftly heading in the direction of the Wind Wolf Ancestral House.

...

Two days later, two figures, one large and one small, appeared not far from the gates of Jiali City.

Both headed towards the city gates with their heads lowered obediently.

The smaller human figure quietly lifted his head, looking toward the towering city gates ahead, a curve involuntarily taking shape at the corner of his mouth.

Jiali City, I have arrived. Pretty Girl, I have come!