Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

Zhu Bufan did not dislike Zhu Jusheng and the others in his heart. Among the three, Zhu Zi, Zhu Yun, and Zhu Wei, Zhu Zi was straightforward and frank; Zhu Yun and Zhu Wei were young, naive, and very shy. Zhu Bufan felt kindly towards these three, but he always kept his guard up around Zhu Jusheng, the eldest among them.

Zhu Bufan didn't know whether Zhu Jusheng and his companions had been tampered with by someone; to be on the safe side, he took out two dried herbs from his pack, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and covered the herbs with it, then used his Inner Qi to catalyze them.

The withered herbs absorbed the snow water and slowly oozed out a brown-yellow liquid under Zhu Bufan's kneading, emitting a fragrance like that of crushed fresh grass.

Sweet Yellow Grass, one of the herbs Zhu Bufan had prepared, was chosen for its juice's ability to mask most odors, which played a significant role in the Endless Ice Field where Wild Beasts and Fierce Beasts roamed.

As the Cold Ice Technique circulated, the juice from the Sweet Yellow Grass in Zhu Bufan's hand dissipated, turning into an almost invisible mist that sprinkled over the four of them.

"Darn it, not even a long-haired duck caught!" Zhu Zi cursed reluctantly.

"Yeah, why did they suddenly fly away? Right, was it you? It must have been you who gave us away, making us fail to catch the long-haired ducks!" Zhu Yun pointed accusingly at Zhu Wei, the youngest.

"No... no... it wasn't me..." Startled by Zhu Yun's sudden questioning, Zhu Wei stammered in denial.

"Stop arguing, we're just unlucky!" Zhu Jusheng suddenly said.

Everyone turned to look at Zhu Jusheng, who was staring straight ahead, completely ignoring the quarrel.

Following Zhu Jusheng's gaze, the group suddenly gasped in a breath of cold air, their faces simultaneously turning pale.

"Snow wolves, it's snow wolves!" Zhu Zi exclaimed in shock.

"Not good, we're surrounded!" Zhu Jusheng said in a deep voice.

Zhu Bufan squinted, observing—the Snow Wolf's entire body was pure white, including the tip of its nose and eyes, except for the bright red tongue that occasionally stuck out, making it almost entirely white.

Moreover, Snow Wolves were more robust than other wolves because their bodies were covered with thick fur to withstand the harsh climate of the ice field.

"It seems we've wandered into the Snow Wolf's hunting grounds; the long-haired ducks just now were likely their prey!" Zhu Jusheng whispered.

But Zhu Bufan laughed inwardly; maybe this was caused by the Soul-binding Incense.

There were more than three hundred Snow Wolves surrounding Zhu Bufan and his companions who were hidden, ready to attack the long-haired ducks; the wolves had encircled them without their notice.

"To think that these beasts became the hunters this time," Zhu Zi said with hatred.

Hearing this, something clicked in Zhu Bufan's mind, and the alarm bells rang. From now on, under no circumstances could he let his guard down. He might not be able to consider everything, but he needed to think about more outcomes and consequences for each matter, reducing troubles and avoiding dangers.

"Big brother Jusheng, what should we do now?" Looking at the rapidly approaching pack of wolves, Zhu Yun asked in a daze.

"Prepare to launch a Flash Bomb. We four stand in a circle; Xiao Yun, you stay in the middle for support. Anyone who can't hold on should call out for help immediately!" Zhu Jusheng instructed calmly.

"But, brother Jusheng, once we use the Flash Bomb, we won't be able to get the cultivation reward!" Zhu Zi said somewhat regretfully.

"Hmph, Reward? First, we need to stay alive to enjoy it!" Zhu Jusheng said coldly.

Next, Zhu Jusheng took out a Flash Bomb, crushed the black shell on top, and pushed gently upwards.

"Whoosh!" A dazzling red light shot straight up, followed by a burst of dense black light, stunningly bright against the connecting ice and snow.

It was like making a bold, thick stroke on a piece of white rice paper, incredibly striking.

"Everyone get ready for battle. The signal for help has been sent out. It won't be long before someone comes to rescue us. We just need to hold on a bit, and it should be no problem!" Zhu Jusheng said, perhaps to encourage himself or the others.

However, hearing his words, Zhu Yun and Zhu Wei quickly calmed down and got ready in the formation they had previously discussed.

But Zhu Bufan was coldly observing, sneering to himself.

Indeed, they had tampered with something, tampered with the Flash Bomb.

As far as Zhu Bufan knew, a Flash Bomb would not emit any light when launched into the sky and would only explode at its highest point, emitting a light completely opposite to that of the surrounding environment.

But the Flash Bomb launched by Zhu Jusheng earlier had, from the beginning of its ascent, trailed a thick, bright red light.

Could this not be hinting at something?

"Hmph, rescue? As if they could make it here!" Zhu Bufan thought coldly.

By now, the snow wolves had closed in to a mere twenty meters away.

"Huff... huff..."

The heavy panting of the snow wolves was distinctly audible.

This was Zhu Bufan's first encounter with snow wolves, and even as adversaries, he couldn't help but silently admire them, "What a noble and fierce race they are."

The snow wolves, devoid of any stray hairs, were entirely white. Facing the three hundred snow wolves, each was half a body taller than Zhu Bufan. Their clean, almost transparent eyes exuded a chilling light, as if to freeze one in place, with a white expanse that bore no trace of pupils. The snow wolves perpetually held their heads high, with their soft, snow-white fur swirling unrestrained in the cold wind, projecting an utmost sense of pride.

The snow wolves stared intently at the group, their eyes shining eerily like ice beads. A bloodthirsty fire enveloped them, shrouding the group in an intangible, deathly aura.

In the beginning, Zhu Bufan felt like a huge boulder was pressing on his chest, making it hard to breathe. As time passed, it grew worse; his heart felt like it was being tightly clutched by a powerful hand, unbearably uncomfortable.

The Cold Ice Internal Energy raced through him as Zhu Bufan tried to suppress this strange sensation, but to no avail.

Zhu Bufan's brows twitched as he ceased using the Cold Ice Technique and started the mysterious Hanhai Tide Skill. Suddenly, all the external oppression dissipated, like a wisp of cloud untouched by wind and rain, leaving Zhu Bufan feeling refreshed.

Drip drip~~

However, relative to Zhu Bufan, Zhu Jusheng and the others were struggling much more.

Although their cultivation was not weak, they lacked combat experience, a pitiful amount in fact. They only had sparring experience with their siblings and none of life-and-death battles, let alone any Killing Intent.

Now shrouded by the ferocity and murderous intent of the pack, they felt like they were standing bare in an ice cellar, drenched in cold sweat, with their Inner Qi barely circulating. Their strength was suppressed by at least two levels, as large beads of sweat continuously seeped from their faces, gathering at their chins before finally dripping down.

Pressed by the pack, Zhu Jusheng and the others unconsciously began to slowly retreat and draw closer together.

"No, we can't get any closer, or we'll lose even the ability to fight back!" bellowed Zhu Jusheng, stopping their subconscious movements.

However, Zhu Jusheng's roar not only startled Zhu Zi and the others but also surprised the pack of wolves.

The snow wolves paused, then realizing that the noble creatures they were had been frightened by prey, grew infuriated. Hundreds of snow wolves raised their heads, howling in anger!

Aow...

The earth-shattering howl of the wolves caused everyone's hearts to tremble, the air felt suddenly vacuumed away, and Zhu Jusheng and the rest felt an unbearable suffocation.

Whoosh!

Without waiting for Zhu Jusheng and others to recover, the snow wolves no longer intended to keep toying around. The four leading wolves leaped, like white lightning, pouncing straight at Zhu Jusheng and his companions.

Hiss hiss!

Most of these snow wolves were Fourth Rank Wild Beasts. It's worth mentioning that Wild Beasts of the same rank are far more formidable than Martial Artists, including powerful physiques, swift speed, superior reflexes, and most importantly, their innate magical abilities.

Snow wolves have two attack methods: sharp claws and fangs.

"Be careful!" Zhu Bufan, the most alert among them, shouted urgently. Facing the snow wolf lunging at him, he wielded his sword like a cleaver and brought it down fiercely.

"Eh!"

Zhu Bufan exclaimed in surprise as the attacking wolf managed to twist in mid-air, avoiding the blow. Its claws, shining with a frosty light, viciously clawed at Zhu Bufan's neck.

Though caught off-guard, Zhu Bufan's strength far surpassed that of the snow wolves. After a brief stupor, a cold huff in his mind, his sword flickered, and reappeared in front of the wolf without any pause.

Clang~~

His sword, filled with Cold Ice Internal Energy, struck the wolf's head fiercely. A loud clang resounded, and Zhu Bufan felt his Iron Sword hit something as hard as iron, vibrating intensely, even numbing his sword-wielding hand.

At the same time, the snow wolf yelped and was powerfully rebounded, hitting the ground where it staggered dizzily for a moment before shaking off its daze and glaring viciously at Zhu Bufan.

"It's fine?" Zhu Bufan was astounded. He had used the peak Fifth Rank Inner Qi, which would shatter solid granite, yet the wolf's flesh and blood body took the blow. This was far beyond his expectations.

Zhu Bufan was not quite aware that the wolf's entire body has its soft belly as the most vulnerable spot, while the forehead is the hardest place.

Zhu Bufan sneered as he watched the wolf pounce again. His sword transformed into a flurry of greenish sword shadows, darting rapidly around the hurtling wolf. The ordinary Green Iron Sword, in that moment, became the most formidable Divine Weapon. The thick fur of the snow wolf was like tofu under the sword shadows, spattering droplets of bright red against the pure white fur, strikingly conspicuous.