Chapter 543: Xianxian's First Battle

"Haha, Zhong Shan, you only have two people?" Guo Feng laughed.

Zhong Shan responded with a cold smile, not bothering to say more.

Guo Feng's amusement turned to a colder glare as he looked at Zhong Shan, feeling more disdain.

"Choose your opponents!" the official called out.

This meant that each dynasty could start by having one of their champions pick an opponent.

A ghost general glanced at both sides—ten from the Great Xun Dynasty and only two from the Great Zheng Dynasty. He suddenly recalled what the old drunkard had said to Yan Chongzhi and, without expression, pointed at a man from the Great Xun Dynasty.

The men from the Great Xun Dynasty seemed to have received instructions from the blood-faced man and did not provoke the Great Zheng Dynasty initially. One of them pointed at a ghost general.

It was now the Great Zheng Dynasty's turn.

"That man with the mangled face, you!" Xianxian pointed rudely.

"Mangled face?" The blood-faced man looked furious. His face was red because he was a blood wolf, not mangled.

"Who are you?" the blood-faced man asked sternly.

"How rude. You haven't introduced yourself and you ask who I am?" Xianxian retorted arrogantly.

The blood-faced man was infuriated. Who dared call him rude?

Xianxian wasn't intentionally provoking him. It was just how she was used to being treated. In the human realm, every wolf clan member greeted her respectfully and called her "young master." Here in the underworld, the bloodline of Emperor Xuansha hadn't extended, so the wolves temporarily couldn't sense her nobility.

"Bloodthirsty Luo," the blood-faced man replied, his eyes fixed on Xianxian.

"Bloodthirsty Luo? What a terrible name!" Xianxian commented unkindly after pondering the name.

Bloodthirsty Luo: "..."

"Remember, I am Xianxian. From now on, all wolves in the underworld must obey me!" Xianxian declared unceremoniously.

Hearing Xianxian's audacious words, Guo Feng laughed heartily from his dragon platform.

"Hahaha..." Guo Feng's followers joined in, laughing uproariously.

Yan Chongzhi showed a hint of amusement. While others felt that Xianxian's words were overly arrogant, they did not express it openly.

On the Great Zheng Dynasty's side, no one laughed. On the other side, two people did not laugh either, their expressions turning serious—one was Bloodthirsty Luo, the other was the old drunkard from the Great Ying Dynasty.

The old drunkard frowned slightly, while Bloodthirsty Luo's face grew angrier.

Bloodthirsty Luo stared at Xianxian, silent for a moment, his anger rising. Finally, he laughed in fury, "All must obey you? Haha, ridiculous. If you want to die, don't blame me for not showing mercy to a fellow wolf!"

Bloodthirsty Luo was genuinely enraged. As the leader of the blood wolves, who dared speak to him like that?

"Sha Po!" Xianxian suddenly called out.

"Yes!" Sha Po responded immediately.

"Watch everyone. I want to handle this ugly guy alone!" Xianxian commanded.

"Understood!" Sha Po replied respectfully.

Seeing Xianxian and Sha Po's interaction, the old drunkard was stunned. The girl was the master and the powerful man in black was the servant? What a strange relationship!

Bloodthirsty Luo also watched coldly.

"Begin!" the official shouted.

Bloodthirsty Luo stepped forward.

Three matches began simultaneously. In the distance, two matches pitted humans against ghosts. But here, Xianxian faced Bloodthirsty Luo in a battle of wolves.

Others stood by, waiting their turn. The old drunkard moved a lounge chair from behind Yan Chongzhi and sat down to watch the three battles.

Two wolves, both at the Emperor Extreme Realm, faced off.

Bloodthirsty Luo glanced at Xianxian coldly, not underestimating her. His form shifted.

"Boom!"

He transformed into a massive blood-red wolf, towering fifty meters high, exuding a fierce aura.

The impressive transformation drew everyone's attention, from emperors to soldiers, all eyes fixated on the giant blood wolf.

"Hmph!" Xianxian snorted, not transforming herself.

With a swift motion, she pulled out a finely crafted dagger, adorned with intricate patterns and embedded with numerous gems. It looked more like a piece of art than a weapon.

"Little girl, are you giving up your advantage to fight me?" Bloodthirsty Luo sneered.

"I'm going to beat you until you're searching for your teeth on the ground!" Xianxian declared.

"Hmph!" Bloodthirsty Luo snorted.

He opened his huge maw and tested Xianxian with a roar.

"Roar!"

A powerful roar, accompanied by a tremendous force, swept towards Xianxian like a mini-storm, kicking up dust and debris, tinged with a sinister blood-red hue.

Xianxian's dagger slashed down from the sky.

"Boom!"

A bright white light burst forth, directly targeting Bloodthirsty Luo.

"Bang!"

The white light, unstoppable, collided with Bloodthirsty Luo's gust, repelling it with sheer force. The impact created a massive crater in the ground, forcing Bloodthirsty Luo to leap away in alarm.

"A ninth-grade treasure?" Bloodthirsty Luo exclaimed.

The intricate dagger Xianxian wielded was a ninth-grade treasure? Bloodthirsty Luo was stunned.

Yan Chongzhi and Guo Feng, watching from a distance, were equally shocked. A ninth-grade treasure, just below the level of an immortal artifact, was typically possessed only by Sky Extreme Realm experts or emperors. Yet here, Zhong Shan's subordinate wielded one so casually. What was Zhong Shan's background?

Bloodthirsty Luo eyed Xianxian's dagger with a mix of shock and greed. Such a treasure!

With a swift motion, a blood-red ripple emanated from Bloodthirsty Luo, radiating towards Xianxian.

Xianxian swung her dagger again.

"Buzz!"

The dagger seemed to cut through air, the blood-red ripple extending towards it, causing the dagger to vibrate intensely.

Seeing this, Bloodthirsty Luo took advantage and lunged at Xianxian. But Xianxian was ready. She channeled her energy into the dagger, stabilizing its tremor, and launched herself at Bloodthirsty Luo.

Their clash was fierce and swift, with both wolves showcasing their formidable strength and agility. Xianxian's dagger, infused with her energy, met Bloodthirsty Luo's attacks head-on, each strike resonating with power.

The onlookers, including the other emperors and their subordinates, watched in awe. This was not just a battle between two individuals but a display of supreme skill and power.

The fight continued, each move calculated, each strike precise. Bloodthirsty Luo's blood-red aura clashed with the radiant energy of Xianxian's dagger, creating a mesmerizing display of light and power.

In the midst of this intense battle, it became clear that Xianxian was not to be underestimated. Her confidence, skill, and the power of her ninth-grade treasure made her a formidable opponent.

As the fight progressed, Bloodthirsty Luo realized that this battle was not going to be easy. Xianxian's determination and strength were evident, and she was proving to be a worthy adversary.

The battle raged on, a testament to the power and prowess of both wolves, with the outcome still uncertain.

Xianxian nearly lost her grip but quickly steadied the dagger. Just then, the battle-hardened Bloodthirsty Luo appeared nearby, swiping at Xianxian with lightning speed.

Xianxian, barely stabilizing her dagger, couldn't counterattack in time. She could only leap back defensively.

Bloodthirsty Luo's claw swipe wasn't just a physical attack; it brought forth a blood mist that engulfed Xianxian. Within the blood mist, five gleaming slashes, the claws of Bloodthirsty Luo, targeted her.

"Boom!"

Xianxian was sent flying, clearly heavily injured.

From a distance, the Great Xun Dynasty's people cheered while Sha Po and Zhong Shan remained unfazed, not intervening.

Seizing the moment, Bloodthirsty Luo lunged again.

Realizing she couldn't keep this up, Xianxian transformed into a massive fifty-meter-tall white wolf as she was knocked away. The transformation unleashed a powerful aura.

In wolf form, her attacks would be far more potent.

"Boom!"

The two wolves clashed in mid-air, their massive claws creating a blinding white light. They separated, each landing on opposite sides of the battlefield, glaring at each other.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The white and red wolves roared at each other.

Xianxian bore five bloody gashes from Bloodthirsty Luo's earlier attack. Her ninth-grade dagger hovered above her head, controlled by her mind, as she stared angrily at the ruthless Bloodthirsty Luo.

The wolves roared once more and leapt at each other again.

In mid-air, Bloodthirsty Luo's form radiated red light, surrounded by blood mist, while Xianxian was enveloped in white light and mist.

"Boom!"

The collision of white and red mist created a fierce whirlwind, lifting stones and debris.

The other two battles had stopped. The other two groups, humans versus ghosts, were at the combined period level. Their battles, no matter how spectacular, couldn't compare to the Emperor Extreme Realm clash.

The entire Yinmi Square shook from the wolves' battle, with countless stones shattering. The deafening sounds made it hard for the lower-ranked soldiers and ghost soldiers on the outskirts to endure.

The three emperors gestured for their armies to retreat along with their dragon platforms.

The fierce battle turned the square into a chaotic mess, with Xianxian and Bloodthirsty Luo's silhouettes flashing across the field, their shockwaves destroying the square.

The blood mist, upon contact with the ground, corroded it, withering all vegetation. Initially, Xianxian's white mist didn't have this effect, but gradually, it began to have the same corrosive property.

"Boom!"

Another clash sent the wolves apart. Bloodthirsty Luo bore numerous wounds, but Xianxian was worse off, her white fur stained red with blood, the ninth-grade dagger above her head also bloodied.

"How is this possible? This ability, blood contamination, is unique to the blood wolf clan. How can you use it too? Impossible!" Bloodthirsty Luo exclaimed.

Different wolves had different abilities. Blood contamination was unique to blood wolves. How could Xianxian, a white wolf, use it?

"Hmph!" Xianxian, now covered in wounds, was furious and ignored his question.

Bending her legs, she charged again, her ninth-grade dagger emitting a fierce aura under her mental control.