Chapter 93: The Pain of Annihilation

From the corner of his eye, Hu Zong saw Fei Li and quickly gathered a white spiritual energy ball in his palm. Seizing the moment when Luo Sang was unprepared, he launched an attack on Fei Li.

At this moment, Fei Li, preoccupied with thoughts of Luo Sang, was completely unaware of the impending danger.

Luo Sang, realizing the threat first, immediately rushed toward Fei Li, hoping to stop Hu Zong.

Hu Zong’s lips curled into a smug smile as he swiftly attacked Luo Sang with his other hand.

In the nick of time, a faint barrier suddenly enveloped Fei Li, automatically deflecting Hu Zong’s attack.

Hu Zong’s face showed confusion, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes, as he launched another attack on Fei Li.

As expected, his attack was once again repelled.

“What’s going on?” Hu Zong’s face twisted with frustration, glaring unwillingly at Fei Li and Luo Sang.

Fei Li and Luo Sang exchanged glances, equally puzzled.

Meanwhile, the battle between the Fox and Ox tribes continued.

Hu Zong returned to his human form, taking a few steps closer to the two, his gaze fixed on Fei Li. “Who exactly are you?”

His intuition, combined with everything that had happened, told him that Fei Li was no ordinary person.

Luo Sang, still shielding Fei Li behind him, raised his eyes coldly toward Hu Zong. “You’re not worthy of knowing.”

“Haha…”

Hu Zong stopped laughing, a trace of mockery in his eyes. “I’ve heard the White Wolf Clan is highly noble, but who would’ve thought one of them would fall in love with a human? It seems the annihilation of the White Wolf Clan was destined.”

The word “annihilation” was like a knife, stabbing deep into Luo Sang’s chest.

Fei Li could feel Luo Sang’s emotions shift instantly, even his eyes now filled with anger.

Moving closer to Luo Sang, Fei Li gently stroked his snowy white fur.

Luo Sang glanced back at him, then immediately transformed into his human form, his fists clenched tightly.

“How do you know about the White Wolf Clan’s annihilation?”

The White Wolf and Red Fox Clan were both rare groups with few members.

To ensure the safety of the White Wolf Clan, their leader had chosen a secluded place to live.

To this day, Luo Sang didn’t know how Su Yu led the Mermaid tribe to find the White Wolf Clan.

Now, with Hu Zong bringing it up, Luo Sang felt there was more to his words.

Hu Zong snorted coldly and spoke proudly, “Do you really think those fools from the Mermaid tribe, led by Su Yu, could have wiped out the White Wolf Clan on their own?”

The sounds of the ongoing battle around them no longer registered in Luo Sang’s ears.

His entire focus was on Hu Zong.

Even Fei Li sensed that something was off. He didn’t say anything, just held Luo Sang’s hand tighter.

Feeling Fei Li’s grip, Luo Sang gradually relaxed his clenched fists, letting Fei Li hold them.

Noticing Luo Sang’s reaction, Hu Zong continued, “You haven’t taken revenge on the Mermaid tribe yet, have you? Or are you too scared?”

“Then again, all your people are dead, and now it’s just you. It makes sense for you to be afraid of dying.”

“Say that again!” Luo Sang growled through gritted teeth, glaring at the insolent Hu Zong.

Fei Li looked at Hu Zong, feeling that bringing up the White Wolf Clan’s annihilation at this moment was somewhat suspicious.

Before Luo Sang could explode in anger, Fei Li spoke up. “Hu Zong, what exactly are you trying to say?”

Hearing this, Hu Zong’s gaze shifted to him and noticed the two of them holding hands.

Hu Zong let out a mocking laugh. “Fei Li, do you really think Luo Sang loves you?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Aren’t you from the Yuri tribe?”

Yuri tribe?

Fei Li thought carefully and realized that he probably was.

When he first arrived here, he knew nothing about this place. It was the old tribe chief who told him a few things about the Yuri tribe.

But Fei Li hadn’t really taken the chief’s words to heart.

With a puzzled expression, Fei Li looked at Hu Zong. “How do you know?”

Hu Zong sneered and continued on his own, “Do you really not know your tribe’s secret, or are you just pretending?”

“What secret?”

Fei Li, not originally from this world, and had never cared about the Yuri tribe’s secrets.

Casting a sympathetic glance at Fei Li, he then shifted his gaze to Luo Sang.

“It seems you truly know nothing.” After a brief pause, Hu Zong continued, “Do you really think Luo Sang loves you? He’s just using you to reproduce and restore the White Wolf Clan.”

Fei Li was stunned!

He looked up at Luo Sang in front of him and immediately denied it, “You’re lying.”

After everything they had been through, he knew Luo Sang’s feelings for him weren’t fake.

“I’m lying? Luo Sang, why aren’t you saying anything?”

A sly glint flickered in Hu Zong’s eyes. Back then, it was his carelessness that allowed Luo Sang to survive.

While he regretted that now, he also felt that fate had led to this moment.

He never expected to find a descendant of the White Wolf Clan after coming here.

The thing he couldn’t find in the White Wolf Clan’s settlement—he would find it today.

Hu Zong’s eerie gaze fixed on Fei Li. From the moment Fei Li appeared, he had sensed that Fei Li was no ordinary person.

Thinking carefully, Fei Li did indeed possess traits of the Yuri tribe, which was why Hu Zong concluded he was from there.

The battle between the Fox and Ox tribes continued, with the Fox tribe gradually losing ground.

Hu Zong stared at Luo Sang, but said no more.

Luo Sang turned back to Fei Li, his sincere eyes revealing a trace of guilt. “Fei Li, back then, I led my people to attack your tribe…”

“You don’t need to say anything. I understand.”

Fei Li’s words made Luo Sang swallow the rest of what he was about to say.

Their conversation was clearly overheard by Hu Zong.

Hu Zong’s expression darkened, and he spoke in a sarcastic tone, “Fei Li, in Luo Sang’s eyes, you’re nothing more than a breeding tool. Doesn’t that bother you at all?”

Given the current situation, it was difficult for Hu Zong to take on both Fei Li and Luo Sang, along with Mitu from the Ox Tribe.

That’s why Hu Zong attempted to drive a wedge between Fei Li and Luo Sang, but it seemed his efforts were in vain.

“Whether I mind or not is our business, and it has nothing to do with you.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Fei Li lost his patience and launched an attack at Hu Zong.

Sensing Fei Li’s intention, Luo Sang coordinated with him, and the two attacked Hu Zong together.

Hu Zong was forced back several steps by the fierce assault, glaring at them with hatred.

Suddenly, a snow-white object fell from Hu Zong’s body to the ground.

Panicking, Hu Zong bent down to grab it, but Fei Li, quicker on his feet, snatched it up first.

Holding the bone-like object, Fei Li was about to throw it away when Luo Sang quickly took it from him.

With eyes filled with sorrow, Luo Sang stared intently at the white bone, his whole body trembling.

“What’s wrong?” Fei Li glanced at the bone, then back at Luo Sang.

Luo Sang didn’t answer. Instead, he suddenly charged at Hu Zong, transforming into an enraged orc mid-stride.

“Aaaargh!”

Luo Sang’s roar halted the battle between the Ox and Fox tribes.

Everyone present was stunned by the sound, frozen in place, afraid to move.

All eyes turned to Luo Sang.

A snow-white wolf, swift as a violent wind, rushed at Hu Zong and knocked him to the ground. With Hu Zong pinned beneath his paws, Luo Sang bared his terrifying fangs, poised to strike at Hu Zong’s neck at any moment.

Mitu appeared behind Fei Li without him noticing and asked, “What’s wrong with him?” as he gazed at the uncharacteristic Luo Sang.

Fei Li glanced back at Mitu but said nothing.

Luo Sang had lost control after seeing the white bone, but what was its significance?

Ignoring the stares of everyone around him, Luo Sang applied more pressure with his paw, causing Hu Zong to cough up blood.

“Lord Zong!” The Fox tribe cried out in alarm, but no one dared to approach.

Struggling, Hu Zong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking up at Luo Sang with a smirk. “Kill me!”

Everyone held their breath, expecting Luo Sang to finish him off.

After a few seconds, Luo Sang removed his paw and reverted to his human form.

He held the white bone in his hands, gently placing it on the ground before dropping heavily to his knees.

Fei Li, confused by Luo Sang’s kneeling, hesitated to approach. He had never seen Luo Sang like this before.

“Hahaha…”

Hu Zong’s laugh drew everyone’s attention.

“I have many more bones like this. Do you want them?”

Luo Sang immediately stood and viciously kicked Hu Zong, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

“Where are they?”

Hu Zong barely managed a weak smile, having underestimated Luo Sang’s strength. “Do you want them?”

“Where?” Luo Sang repeated coldly.

“I’ll give them to you, but you must kill all the Ox Tribe’s orcs for me.”

Mitu and the Ox Tribe members turned pale, instinctively growing wary of Luo Sang.

Stepping closer to Hu Zong, Luo Sang ruthlessly crushed one of his arms. “Where did you get these bones?”

Indeed, the white bone Hu Zong carried was Luo Sang’s father’s.

Luo Sang still vividly remembered the White Wolf Clan’s tragic annihilation.

Young Luo Sang had caught a whiff of the Mermaid Tribe’s betrayal within the tribe, and naturally, he held the Mermaid Tribe responsible for the grudge. Now, discovering his father’s white bone with Hu Zong, he concluded that Hu Zong was connected to the annihilation of the White Wolf Clan.

“Guess?” Hu Zong smiled.

All of Luo Sang’s patience evaporated, and he loosened his tightly clenched fists, grabbing Hu Zong.

He asked sternly, “You had a hand in the annihilation of the White Wolf Clan, didn’t you?”

If that weren’t the case, he couldn’t think of any other reason.

Fei Li was taken aback by the revelation.

Hu Zong was actually linked to the White Wolf Clan’s destruction? How could this be?

Things seemed to be getting more and more complicated—why was the White Wolf Clan wiped out?

Hu Zong remained silent!

Luo Sang turned to the Fox tribe. “If you don’t speak, I’ll make you taste the feeling of being exterminated too.”

The fox orcs shivered and stepped back.

Unlike the solidarity seen in other tribes, the Fox tribe followed their own rules.

They wouldn’t rashly rush to help just because one of their members was captured.

Survival at all costs was the Fox tribe’s principle.

“If you can do it, go ahead,” Hu Zong said with an air of indifference.

His words prompted the fox orcs to consider fleeing the scene.

Fei Li, having sensed the Fox tribe’s intentions, stopped them in their tracks.

“Where are my people’s bones?” Luo Sang asked hoarsely.