Chapter Eleven: Team Battle

Ten thousand Storm Howlers roared forward, each one capable of generating a gust of wind. As these ten thousand howlers charged simultaneously, they quickly created a massive storm. Thousands of tornadoes formed in the forest, filling the air with dust.

The Divine Crystal Tree was extremely resilient; even under the onslaught of these tornadoes, it only swayed slightly, without a single leaf falling.

The fifty thousand Golden-Horned Wild Sheep were no slower than the Storm Howlers. With their swift hooves, they could cover ten meters in a single leap, also generating fierce winds. Their momentum was on par with that of the Storm Howlers.

It wasn’t long before the two groups of fierce beasts clashed.

The Storm Howlers spat out cyan wind blades, which were formed from gathered Wood element spirits. When combined, each wind blade could slice through the bodies of the Golden-Horned Wild Sheep.

However, the Golden-Horned Wild Sheep weren’t so easy to defeat. Their natural golden horns were favored by the Gold element laws. When danger arose, the horns would emit a golden shield, resembling a sharp umbrella, protecting the sheep’s bodies.

Once the two groups clashed, a fierce battle ensued.

The cyan wind blades made loud noises, but they were all intercepted by the golden shields emitted by the Golden-Horned Wild Sheep. When the wind blades struck the shields, both were destroyed, triggering violent storms in the space.

Soon, the Storm Howlers and Golden-Horned Wild Sheep were locked in a chaotic fight, with the entire Divine Crystal Forest becoming a battlefield.

The Wolf King, watching the battle from behind, realized that continuing this chaotic fight would not benefit his Storm Howlers. With the Golden-Horned Wild Sheep outnumbering them and him only having ten thousand howlers, they might be exhausted of their divine energy by those sheep.

“Uuuu… howl!”

The Wolf King suddenly let out a loud cry and issued another attack order.

All ten thousand Storm Howlers abruptly abandoned the Golden-Horned Wild Sheep, retreating to gather together, forming ten arrow-shaped formations as they glared fiercely at the sheep ahead.

The fifty thousand Golden-Horned Wild Sheep couldn’t immediately understand the Storm Howlers’ intentions. They looked at the arranged howlers in confusion, unable to figure out why the howlers, who were fighting well, suddenly retreated.

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Under Qu Yi’s control, the Dimensional Sphere had arrived above the valley.

Qu Yi, Wu Yuan, and Qing Wu Gui could sense, even inside the Dimensional Sphere, the intense battle between the fierce beasts in the valley.

“The battles against these beast packs are truly fierce. With our current strength, if we fought against them, we’d likely die thousands of times in no time. What’s even more terrifying is that this Alpha Wolf King possesses a certain level of intelligence—he even thought of having the Storm Wolves form a formation.” Qu Yi sensed for a while before exclaiming in surprise.

The wind blades of the Storm Wolves appeared to be a single spiritual entity, but in reality, they contained tens of thousands of Wood-type spiritual entities. It was easy for them to pierce through a cultivator at the Divine Human stage. The golden light shields of the Golden-Horned Wild Sheep also provided enough defense for a Divine Human cultivator to struggle to adapt to—almost an impenetrable defense.

Wuyuan, who had always wanted to fight against these beasts, naturally sensed the battle going on in the valley and remained silent the whole time.

“Ugh, these beasts are really strong,” Wuyuan said reluctantly.

“However, I do want to fight them. I now have some ideas about the path of killing I need to cultivate, and I really want to put them into practice,” Qing Wugui said calmly.

Qu Yi and Wuyuan turned to look at Qing Wugui, both showing surprised expressions, glad that he had found his own path for cultivation.

“Stop arguing and watch carefully how the Storm Wolves defeat those Golden-Horned Wild Sheep. Hmm, it seems someone is coming from behind.” Suddenly, the voice of the Divine Tool God rang out.

Qu Yi, Wuyuan, and Qing Wugui immediately fell silent, their eyes scanning in confusion as to who would enter this Beast Mountain Range alone.

Thousands of miles outside the valley, the second leader of Qingfeng Fort had already flown over. He landed on the top of a high mountain, his spiritual sense constantly sensing the battle in the valley.

“I’m so lucky to have stumbled upon a battle between the Storm Wolves and the Golden-Horned Wild Sheep. Great. After these two beast packs fight each other, I’ll go and claim the spoils. The Wood-type beast cores of the Storm Wolves and the Metal-type beast cores of the Golden-Horned Wild Sheep are exactly what I need. I’m really lucky this time,” the second leader said, his lips twitching with excitement.

The second leader had already grasped the complete laws of Metal and Wood types. His internal planet needed Metal and Wood-type beast cores to increase the number of those two types of spiritual entities.

At this moment, he praised himself for choosing to stay in the Beast Mountain Range.

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Inside the valley.

The ten arrow-shaped formations of the Golden-Horned Wild Sheep were ready. Before the Golden-Horned Wild Sheep could get ready, they charged out like ten arrows soaring through the air.

Ugh, ugh, ugh…

Ten rhythmic howls echoed throughout the valley, followed by the onslaught of the Storm Wolves.

The Storm Wolves, with their perfect formation, were like sharp blades. They charged into the herd of Golden Horned Rams and swiftly claimed their lives. Although the Golden Horned Rams naturally possessed defensive abilities such as golden light shields, under the assault of the Storm Wolves’ arrow-shaped formation, they were faced with dozens of combined wind blades at once and could hardly resist. As the wind swept through, rows of Golden Horned Rams died with their bodies torn apart, and a path of blood quickly formed along the route of the Storm Wolves’ formation. Ten formations meant ten paths of blood. In just a moment, ten thousand Golden Horned Rams lay dead in pools of blood. The remaining forty thousand were scattered by the ten formations of the Storm Wolves and could no longer gather together, running around in panic amidst the chaotic dust. The ten Storm Wolves formations quickly turned around and charged again at the scattered Golden Horned Rams in the valley. Those Rams, unaware of the deadly power of the formations, rushed blindly at them and were cut in half by the wind blades, creating more pools of blood. Once again, ten paths of blood formed among the Crystal Forest. Tens of thousands more Golden Horned Rams died quickly. In short, within a short time, over twenty thousand Golden Horned Rams were killed by the Storm Wolves, with minimal losses on their side that could be ignored. What made things worse for the Golden Horned Rams was that it was clear the ten Storm Wolves formations would continue their attack. Far behind, the Ram King, witnessing his subordinates dying so quickly without any resistance, became furious. Soon, regaining some sense, he came up with a decisive plan. “Meh… meh… meh meh.” With a mournful cry, the Ram King sent his orders throughout the Crystal Forest, guiding the still-scattered Golden Horned Rams and calming their minds. Hearing this call, the Wolf King, who was on the other side of the valley, jumped in fear. Having dealt with the Golden Horned Rams since childhood, the Wolf King knew their habits well, so he immediately realized that his own Storm Wolves were about to suffer heavy losses. However, he had no time to stop the third attack by the ten arrow-shaped formations, as they had already charged at the herd again.

That arrow-shaped formation of Storm Wolves arrived in front of a Golden-Horned Rampart Sheep just as it was about to unleash its massive wind blades. Suddenly, the Golden-Horned Rampart Sheep detonated itself.
Boom…
The Golden-Horned Rampart Sheep completely self-destructed, and its violent golden energy instantly transformed into numerous golden blades, which whizzed through the air and struck the Storm Wolves’ formation.
No matter how well-organized the formation was, it couldn’t dodge the golden blades coming from countless directions. As a result, many Storm Wolves in the formation were hit.
Naturally, the formation became disorganized. The injured Storm Wolves slowed down, causing the formation to fall apart, and soon the entire formation dispersed.
At that moment, following the orders of the Rampart Sheep King, the Golden-Horned Rampart Sheep resolved to self-destruct and rushed around the formation of ten Storm Wolves, mercilessly carrying out their suicidal attacks.
The situation reversed—now the gathered Storm Wolves became prey for the Golden-Horned Rampart Sheep herd.
Boom…
In the Divine Crystal Forest, the sounds of the Golden-Horned Rampart Sheep’s self-destructions continued without pause.
The Storm Wolves surrounded by them had no chance to resist the overwhelming force of the self-destructive attacks. Neither their wind blades nor their wind-based spiritual bodies could withstand the combined energy of dozens of Golden-Horned Rampart Sheep exploding at once.
“Uuu… uuu…”
The Wolf King was terrified—truly terrified. He roared loudly, ordering the Storm Wolves to flee back immediately.
But was there still a chance for them to escape?
The Rampart Sheep King had made up his mind: even if only a thousand Golden-Horned Rampart Sheep remained, he would eradicate his mortal enemies, the Storm Wolves. Once he gave the order, he had no intention of stopping their suicidal attacks.
The trapped Storm Wolves, hearing the Wolf King’s command, tried to run away, but they couldn’t withstand the violent energy that could tear through space. Before they could even cover ten meters, their bodies were reduced to pulp. With a mournful cry, they died in despair.
The self-destructions of twenty thousand Golden-Horned Rampart Sheep wiped out seven thousand Storm Wolves in an instant.
Only three thousand Storm Wolves remained, trapped by ten thousand Golden-Horned Rampart Sheep and on the verge of total annihilation.
“Uuu… uaaah!”
Suddenly, the Wolf King let out a fierce roar. His voice, echoing across the sky, carried a sense of determination.

On the other side of the valley, the King of Rampant Sheep heard this sound and its entire body jumped as well; it too felt fear.
The 3,000 Furious Storm Wolves, upon hearing the King of Rampant Wolves’ cry, immediately tensed up, their expressions turning fierce.
Boom…
The Furious Storm Wolves also began their own self-destruct attacks.
In an instant, the Golden-Horned Rampant Sheep surrounding them were hit by the energy from the self-destructs, and one after another, they were reduced to pieces of flesh and blood.
The last remnants of these two beast groups simultaneously launched self-destruct attacks.
The sounds of their self-destructs filled the entire valley, drowning out all other noises.
2,000 Furious Storm Wolves remained, along with 7,000 Golden-Horned Rampant Sheep. Both sides continued their self-destruct attacks, the scene remaining intensely chaotic.
1,000…
4,000…
The self-destructs continued.
500…
2,500…
The self-destructs did not stop.
100…
1,000…
It was a horrific sight, but neither side showed any sign of stopping their self-destructs.
Just then, the King of Rampant Wolves started running toward the Divine Crystal Forest, aiming to deal with the Golden-Horned Rampant Sheep that hadn’t died yet.
Naturally, as soon as the King of Rampant Sheep saw the King of Rampant Wolves’ actions, it understood its intent. How could it allow it to succeed? So, it also rushed forward, trying to enter the Divine Crystal Forest to stop the King of Rampant Wolves.
By the time the King of Rampant Wolves entered the Divine Crystal Forest, the last 100 Furious Storm Wolves had already been killed by the Golden-Horned Rampant Sheep.
There were now less than 500 Golden-Horned Rampant Sheep left, scattered on the ground, all somewhat exhausted.
“Ugh…” The King of Rampant Wolves charged over, determined to kill each of the Golden-Horned Rampant Sheep lying on the ground.
“Meh…” The King of Rampant Sheep was also fast; it reached the King of Rampant Wolves first, trying to stop its murderous rampage.