The Atrocious Werewolf Prince



Outside the valley, Umor smiled slightly when he saw Ezra's figure appear. With a wave of his hand, the numerous disciples surrounded the prince and began to approach. Finally, he stepped into the valley and walked towards the werewolf.

"Junior brother Ezra has some good techniques. You nearly managed to hide from us." Umor stood in front of Ezra as he spoke with a smile.

Behind him, Denise was also looking at Ezra with a sneer on her face and joy filling her eyes. He had finally fallen into her hands.

Seated atop the boulder, Ezra gazed at the twenty or so Blood Slaughterer Peak disciples surrounding him, as his gaze lowered slightly. "Your peak must think quite highly of me to have sent so many of you. Oh lord! I am scared, what should I do? The entire sect will condemn you for overwhelming a rising star."

Umor sighed helplessly and said, "I was initially of the same opinion. However, after witnessing junior brother Ezra's methods, I am glad that I brought along such a huge crew. If not, I may not have even found you today."

If he was alone, there was no way he would be able to scour every inch of the valley and force Ezra out.

With the perfect Gossamer Steps, even if Ezra could not defeat Umor, the former would still easily be able to escape from the latter's hands.

Umor gazed at the prince and chuckled. "Thankfully, lady luck chose to side with me in the end. After creating so many waves in the Spirit Devouring Mountain, I believe that you must have had your fill. Therefore, it will be best for you to lay low from now onwards."

"Haha, like hell I would." Ezra retorted.

"Junior brother, on account of the fact that you forced me to rack my brains to force you out, how about you voluntarily quit this diamond belt selection and save us the trouble? It will save you a crippling injury as well."

He looked at Ezra Zephyr with a superficial smile.

"What if I don't want to?" Ezra answered with a smirk.

Umor shrugged. He did not say anything else and instead waved his hand. The surrounding disciples immediately locked onto the prince, as their formidable sharp spiritual energy began to surge.

The prince did not pay attention to these Blood Slaughterer Peak disciples. Instead, he lifted his head and looked at Ezra, as a mysterious smile flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

"Umor it is, right? You seem to be under the impression that I have been using my Gossamer Steps to hide from you."

Umor's eyes narrowed slightly. "What else could it be? The Gossamer Steps is indeed a wonderful technique. However, it is quite useless in a situation like this."

Ezra smirked, his smile tinged with a hint of mockery. "I never ran from you, I just wanted all you shitbags to find me here, together. I wanted to give you a big surprise on a fated land." Ezra paused for a second and continued as he hit the ground with his heel. "That fated land is right here…"

Umor's eyes widened slightly, as he stared deeply at Ezra Zephyr. However, he did not panic because of the latter's words, but instead calmly waved his hand. "Junior brother, if this is your final attempt to resist, it is a truly childish one."

It was obvious that he did not believe what Ezra had said. From what he could see, the prince was merely bluffing in hopes of causing them to make a mistake so that the latter may find an opening to run away.

Therefore, he gave the order for them to attack without any hesitation at all.

~SWOOSH~

The Blood Slaughterer Peak dashed forward the moment they heard his order. Spiritual energy pulsed from their armaments as they thrust towards the prince.

The prince watched the formidable attacks approach as his gaze lowered slightly. Following which, a ripple suddenly erupted from his fingers

~BZZZ BZZZZ~

The spiritual energy ripple swept outwards. At that very moment, several light beams began shooting out from the valley, interweaving together. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into a boundary that completely enveloped the entire valley.

This sudden turn of events caused the numerous disciples outside the valley to be completely shocked...

"You cunts have been chasing after me for so long. Allow me to make your chase the last one… I hope all of you will like this present that I have so painstakingly prepared for all of you." 

The corners of Ezra's mouth raised slightly as his hands joined together. "4th Grade Rune Boundary, Punishing Prison of Blaze and Bolt!"

When the boundary wrapped around the entire valley, everyone saw crimson clouds appear in the sky above, as scorching waves of spiritual energy rapidly converged.

Under the searing heat, the creek flowing in the valley instantly evaporated.

This sudden turn of events shocked everyone present.

All of the disciples were stupefied as they blankly stared at the boundary that had risen from the valley, and the red thundering clouds in the sky above. The violent undulations radiating from the clouds were so powerful that even Core Foundation experts would feel extremely threatened.

"A boundary?"

Aelna Bink's pretty face was filled with astonishment as she gazed upon this scene.

"What kind of boundary is it? I have never heard of it!" A soft voice released by a male. She turned her head to look, only to discover that it was Kursxi, a former disciple of Alchemic Rune Peak, who came to Arcane Wizardry Peak along with Govrin. As she looked at the boundary, a look of admiration appeared on her face.

"Junior brother Ezra is truly amazing. No matter how you look at it, this boundary is the powerhouse compared to our grade 4 boundaries, a boundary such as that is extremely difficult to set up. This doesn't belong to Alchemic Rune Peak, I don't know how he got his hands on such a boundary.

With this boundary in place, it doesn't matter how many disciples Blood Slaughterer Peak sends, there is no longer anything they can do to junior brother Ezra." Said Kurxi.

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