Urban Wolf King

The Snake Soul, believing it had broken through the Illusion Realm, charged confidently towards Wang Yan once more. Although he was covered in wounds, the Snake Soul considered all of them illusions, even the injuries.

As long as Wang Yan was killed, the Eye of Bewitchment would be broken, and everything would naturally disappear.

Confidently and at the fastest speed, the Snake Soul rushed to Wang Yan, swinging both fists towards his cheeks, eyes full of confidence.

However, before the punches landed, the Snake Soul groaned, then flew back at an even faster speed, spewing blood while in mid-air, and "thud," landing heavily on the ground once more.

This fall was harder than the previous ones, and half of the Snake Soul's face was scraped, bleeding profusely.

Yet after landing, the Snake Soul didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth or tend to his facial wounds. Instead, he turned angrily towards Xiahou Que, shouting, "Didn't you say you felt pain? Why can he still hit me?"

Xiahou Que was struck by a mix of emotions, almost wishing for death, thinking, "What does my pain have to do with Wang Yan hitting you?"

Yet he dared not directly contradict the Snake Soul, and could only force a smile and say, "Lord, it seems Wang Yan's power might be real."

In truth, the Snake Soul had long suspected that Wang Yan might have reached the level of a Demon King.

However, the Snake Soul's heart refused to accept this truth, hence he had been hiding within the lie.

Upon hearing these words from Xiahou Que, the Snake Soul froze and fell silent.

Seeing the Snake Soul lower his head as if convinced, Xiahou Que breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: finally, no more slaps.

Unexpectedly, the Snake Soul paused for a moment before jumping up, rushing to Xiahou Que, raising his hand high, cursing, "I've known for a long time; you didn't need to yap."

The slap was loud and clear, and Xiahou Que was sent flying, landing far away.

Holding his swollen, bun-like face with his left hand, Xiahou Que wished he could rip his mouth off. Today, whatever he said was wrong; he should've kept quiet.

After knocking Xiahou Que away, the Snake Soul turned, eyes fixed on Wang Yan, coldly saying, "Wang Yan, I'm surprised your luck is so good, even breaking through to the Demon King level. But even if you're a Demon King, it changes nothing; today you will die."

Wang Yan shook his head, saying indifferently, "I really don't understand what makes you so confident."

"Hahaha, Wang Yan, now I'll show you something. Once you see it, you'll understand why you must die."

With that, the Snake Soul raised his hand, revealing a dark token, engraved with a floating dragon image.

Waving the token in mid-air, Wang Yan and the others had no visible reaction but Catwoman Xiaojie's face changed instantly.

Because what Snake Soul held was indeed the Black Dragon Order.

The Black Dragon Order signifies Lord Black Dragon's presence.

Upon seeing the Black Dragon Order, Catwoman Xiaojie felt as if Lord Black Dragon was right before her. She immediately grasped Snake Soul's intent.

The Snake Soul revealed the Black Dragon Order to compel her to kill Wang Yan.

Catwoman Xiaojie hesitated. If this had been when she first met Wang Yan, she would not hesitate to kill him immediately.

But after spending time with Wang Yan, Catwoman Xiaojie was unsure why she couldn't act. Wang Yan had already occupied a special place in her heart.

The position was so special it faintly surpassed her loyalty to her lifelong master, Lord Black Dragon.

As Catwoman Xiaojie hesitated, the Snake Soul raised the Black Dragon Order high.

The twenty black-clad men behind the Snake Soul immediately bowed, saying, "We salute Lord Black Dragon."

These twenty men were Demon Warriors, and their collective speech created a mighty aura, making the entire valley hum and echo.

Catwoman Xiaojie's heart was filled with doubt, but the shout rattled her Heart Spirit, leaving her momentarily dazed.

"To kill or not to kill?"

Catwoman Xiaojie's hand had already reached her waist, gripping the dagger there.

Though holding the dagger, she hadn't resolved to draw it, let alone use it against Wang Yan.

Wang Yan glanced at the Black Dragon Order in Snake Soul's hand, calmly saying, "With just a piece of black iron, you think you can kill me?"

Snake Soul laughed loudly, saying, "Ignorant fool, this isn't ordinary black iron; it's the Black Dragon Order. When the Black Dragon Order appears, it's as if Lord Black Dragon is here himself. Wang Yan, before this Order, kneel and confess your sins."

Wang Yan shook his head contemptuously, saying, "Just for a token, you expect me to kneel? Snake Soul, you must still be trapped in the Illusion Realm."

Snake Soul's face darkened, shouting, "You know nothing! In Wanghai City, Lord Black Dragon's power is supreme. No one can defy a command from Lord Black Dragon; those who do will meet a terrible fate."

Though this was addressed to Wang Yan, it was actually meant for Catwoman Xiaojie.

Indeed, hearing Snake Soul's words, Catwoman Xiaojie tightened her grip on the dagger, feeling even more shaken.

She knew well of Black Dragon's prowess. As Snake Soul said, no one could defy Lord Black Dragon's orders.

Just as today, if she didn't kill Wang Yan, he would die, and her fate would be even worse.

More importantly, Catwoman Xiaojie had grown up in Black Dragon Castle, deeply marked by fear and obedience to Black Dragon. Even if ordered to kill anyone from the Celestial Dynasty, she wouldn't hesitate.

Yet Wang Yan was a special exception.

Though an exception, Catwoman Xiaojie's heart had already been swayed, leaving her mind in chaos, buzzing with unrest, unsure of what to do.

It was then that the Snake Soul roared, "If Wang Yan isn't dead soon, Lord Black Dragon will be enraged, and everyone will die with him. If Wang Yan surrenders now, perhaps Lord Snake Soul will spare him out of gratification. Consider carefully which path you wish to take."

The roar echoed in Catwoman Xiaojie's ears. Already indecisive, she suddenly had a revelation, finding the best solution.

"Yes, if Wang Yan surrenders, perhaps Lord will spare him. I'll act now but won't kill Wang Yan, only injure him. Then, I'll bring Wang Yan to see Lord, and for my meritorious service, Lord will surely spare Wang Yan."

This thought brightened Xiaojie's eyes.

Then, Catwoman Xiaojie grasped the dagger tightly, gritting her teeth, she thought: Wang Yan, don't blame me; though I stab you, it's to let you live.

With this thought, Catwoman Xiaojie shouted, quickly drew the dagger from her waist, and rushed behind Wang Yan.

With a "thump," the dagger plunged deep into Wang Yan's back.