Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

For a time, loud snoring filled the air, and the entire backyard of the Ancestral house of the Wind Wolf clan seemed to be enveloped by a strange atmosphere.

The only one left standing was the Wind Wolf priest that the King of the Wind Wolves had kicked down earlier, simply because it was the only one that hadn\'t drunk any alcohol.

It was at that moment a figure silently appeared behind it, and a firm palm struck out directly towards it.

With a "bang," the Wind Wolf priest cried out in pain as it fell forward.

It whirled around and saw a male human wrapped in black clothes, wearing a metal mask over his face.

"You... who are you?"

Asura watched it silently, as if transported back to those bygone days. Looking at the bodies on the distant altar, his eyes were already filled with anger and loathing.

He desperately wished to save those innocent humans, but he still didn\'t possess the strength. He couldn\'t reveal himself during the ritual, or else he would be attacked by the many strong members of the Wind Wolf Tribe.

And now the Wind Wolf priest who had once ordered the killing of his mother in this life was right before his eyes. Despite his strong will, he struggled to control the surge of emotions within him.

He raised his right hand, and a wind blade slowly took shape in his palm, forming into the likeness of claws, and gradually reached out towards the direction of the Wind Wolf priest.

"No, no—" the Wind Wolf priest roared in anger, yet it found itself completely unable to move, even its voice freezing abruptly.

At that moment, from the distant altar, there were faint fluctuations of peculiar energy, and a powerful will erupted.

But Asura also lifted his head at that moment, within his white eyes a hint of golden light flashed.

The will that had just risen from the altar felt like it encountered something terrifying, and instantly dissipated.

The aquamarine claw was already gripping the Wind Wolf priest\'s neck, its sharp wind blades piercing the skin little by little, allowing the blood to flow.

Asura waved his hand again and another wind blade flew out, still in the form of claws. With the Wind Wolf priest unable to move at all, the claw slowly landed on its chest, ripping it open and extracting its heart.

The strong life force of the Monsters kept the Wind Wolf priest from dying immediately; it just looked at the man before it with terror-filled eyes.

At that time, a silver figure was drifting down from not far away, arriving just in time to witness this bloody scene.

Feeling her approach, the Wind Elemental Claw in front of the Wind Wolf priest instantly dissipated, letting its body and heart fall to the ground together.

Asura silently mourned the souls that had passed.

"What are you doing?" Pretty Girl called out in a low voice.

"It didn\'t drink, was still conscious, needed to be taken out. I\'m fabricating the scene," Asura said indifferently.

Pretty Girl could clearly sense that something was off with his emotions. Looking at the Wind Wolf Tribe members who had all fallen asleep in the backyard, her heart also filled with shock.

He had actually poisoned all the strong members of the Wind Wolf Tribe, meaning if they killed everyone from the Wind Wolf Tribe right now, no one would know. Even the guards of the Wind Wolf Tribe in the front courtyard had been drinking, and those who had drunk had also passed out. Observing this situation, Pretty Girl had hurried to the backyard.

Asura turned towards her, saying, "Start." He pointed at the King of the Wind Wolves, who lay collapsed on the table.

Pretty Girl extended her claws with her right hand, ripping through the main nerve at the back of the neck of the King of the Wind Wolves. The body of the King convulsed violently and then went silent. The main nerve was severed, causing instant paralysis. Then she went on to crush its throat.

Pretty Girl\'s gaze swept over the other Wind Wolf Tribe warriors, and just as she was about to take action, she was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder by Asura.

"Let\'s go. The fewer traces we leave behind, the less likely we are to be discovered."

Pretty Girl looked up in the direction of the altar, her lips pressed tightly together. They were all humans, all humans!

"I want to take them down..." Pretty Girl\'s voice trembled slightly.

"No," Asura shook his head, "That would expose our identity as humans."

"But..."

"There are no buts. Once it\'s revealed that humans are the ones who acted, do you know how many humans will suffer under the Monsters\' vengeance? We will take our revenge slowly."

Pretty Girl took a deep breath and violently smashed the head of a Wind Wolf Demon who was unconscious beside her, before turning and swiftly leaving.

Asura quickly cleaned up the traces, making sure no scent was left behind. His gaze lingered one last time on the Wind Wolf Tribe\'s altar before he rose into the air and swiftly left the Wind Wolf Ancestral House.

Pretty Girl returned all the way to the small inn, but she noticed that Asura had not followed. She waited a full quarter of an hour, but there was no sign of him. Outside, there was not even a hint of an alarm. Clearly, the situation with the Wind Wolf Tribe would not be discovered for a while.

Just then, a knock on the door sounded.

"Who is it?" Pretty Girl stood up alertly.

"Little Beauty, it\'s me," came a pleasant, gentle voice from outside.

Pretty Girl hurriedly went to open the door, and Su Qin walked in from outside.

"Where is he?" Pretty Girl asked softly.

"I followed him for a while but didn\'t continue after that. He probably noticed me a long time ago," said Su Qin, with a slight frown.

"He noticed you?" Pretty Girl couldn\'t help but feel surprised.

Su Qin nodded and said, "I followed you there, and then followed him when you left. This Asura, he is not simple."

"I didn\'t get too close, but when I arrived, I faintly saw wind element waves emanating from his body, which might also have been due to the thick wind element in the backyard of the Wind Wolf Ancestral House. However, I saw the presence of the Wolf Ancestor being released from the altar in the Ancestral House, seemingly trying to protect the Wind Wolves. Although it was not strong, it was certainly a divine presence. At that moment, I felt a divine surge from Asura, which actually frightened away the Wolf Ancestor\'s divinity. While it wasn\'t the true Wolf Ancestor, just a wisp of residual soul consciousness, the instincts can\'t be wrong."

Pretty Girl exclaimed in astonishment, "Are you saying Asura is a God level strong one?"

"I don\'t know. It\'s possible, but also not. Judging from the aura, it\'s not. But the divinity can\'t be faked, it has to be a high level of divinity. That\'s why he noticed me. I didn\'t continue to follow, and he signaled towards my direction when he left, as a precaution, I stopped."

"Also, the poison he used, I took a little of the liquor and couldn\'t feel any poison in it. Observing those Wind Wolf Demons, they didn\'t react immediately upon drinking it, but after a certain time, it started to act. And the more they activated their bloodline power, the quicker the effects kicked in. Very impressive. It seems I need to go and have a clear discussion with Mayor Zhang. The identity of this Asura is very complex."

"Mother, better not to ask," Pretty Girl suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Su Qin looked at her daughter.

Pretty Girl said, "I promised him that after he helped me kill the Wolf Demon, I would trust him. I want to keep my word. And I can feel his deep-seated hatred for the Monster clan. Just now, when he killed that Wind Wolf priest, his emotions were clearly off. He\'s human, and we have a common goal, and I think that\'s enough. Whether he\'s God level or not, it\'s very important for him to be on our side. He wears a mask because he doesn\'t want to expose his identity."

Su Qin said, "But he knows too much about your situation, I\'m not at ease."

Pretty Girl said, "If he wanted to harm me, he would have done it by now."