Reigning Supreme in countless worlds With Beast taming - Chapter 850 - 844: Who Ambushes Whom

The senses of the Demon Clan expert were sharp, and he immediately picked up a mysterious scent.

Logically, as the Abandoned Land was filled with white bones and countless deaths, it should have been pervaded by a heavy stench, but it wasn’t!

Not to mention a rancid smell, there wasn’t even much Yin Qi or Death Qi felt.

There are two reasons for this, one being that the life’s blood and flesh of any creature in the Abandoned Land is quickly devoured by other creatures after death, they even gnaw the bones and absorb the marrow.

Some more ferocious beings won’t even leave bone fragments behind and swallow them whole, naturally resulting in little odor.

Even if some of them are about to die of old age, they would find a secret place to bury themselves deeply within layers of white bone, but it’s hard to hide from wanderers with sharp senses.

Once discovered, these wanderers don’t care whether the body died of old age or got killed—strong corpses are rich in Spiritual Power, containing great energy until it’s completely dissipated, and will surely be dug up and eaten.

Even if no other life finds them, being buried underground is useless because this Abandoned Land is a Spiritless Land, extracting Spiritual Power from above and below, resulting in any unowned Spiritual Power not staying long here.

Those strong ones after death won’t have a dominant consciousness in their bodies, and their internal power considered as unowned will dissipate entirely in a relatively short time.

Even bodies that should not decay for thousands of years can’t withstand this Absorption Force, they quickly turn into skeletons without the support of Spiritual Power.

Furthermore, with time passing rapidly here, even the most unpleasant smells would have diminished over countless years.

So when a scent different from this white bone world suddenly appears, it immediately draws the Demon Clan’s attention.

He sniffed the air, surveyed for a moment, and slowly approached a skeleton of an unknown powerful Exotic Beast, circling around its column-like leg bone, eventually bringing his nose close to a spot two or three yards above the ground, where he carefully sniffed.

Then, his expression turned ugly, his head suddenly tossed back, anger flashing across his face.

“Damn!”

Initially possessing noble blood in the Demon Realm, he had never had such an experience.

So his originally blue scales turned green in anger.

But soon, he swallowed back the words he was about to say, for fear of being laughed at by the others.

“What’s wrong?”

The Minotaur asked curiously, “Did a strong one lay a trap here?”

The Demon Clan shook his head, saying nothing.

He was still pondering how to organize his words to bluff past this situation, then find the guy who urinated everywhere for a beating.

Wait, that can’t be right. Those able to enter the Abandoned Land certainly are strong, otherwise they wouldn’t qualify. As a strong one, one should control bodily functions, under normal circumstances, who would urinate everywhere?

Is this plainly exposing one’s whereabouts?

Could it be…

There is a Demon Beast that just entered the Abandoned Land from outside, unable to change its habits, trying to claim territory here?

Well, very likely!

At this thought, the Blue-Faced Demon Clan got excited.

Because generally, these newcomers are easier to deal with.

They are unfamiliar with the rules of the Abandoned Land, unaware of conserving internal power during battles. If the opponent’s power is exhausted, they’ll only become food!

The Blue-Faced Demon Clan, excited and about to announce his guess to his small team, suddenly noticed the Minotaur curiously approached the spot where he first caught the scent, and sniffed around the leg bone extended a big bull nose.

Witnessing this, the Blue-Faced Demon Clan was stunned, about to interrupt, suddenly remembered something, and retracted his half-extended hand.

“Pah, where does this urine smell come from?”

The Minotaur stepped back in disgust, repeatedly wiping his nose, agitated he swung his bulky Totem Pole towards the leg bone.

Without any Spiritual Power, the leg bone was still quite sturdy, but how could it compare to the Minotaur’s monstrous strength, so with a bang, it was shattered on the spot.

“Hehe…”

The Blue-Faced Demon Clan chuckled slyly.

“You, are you purposely silent to make me look foolish?”

Agitated, the Minotaur picked up the Totem Pole, ready to strike the Demon Clan.

“Okay, okay, this is the Abandoned Land, you should save your energy!”

The harpy advised from the side.

Originally a strong one soaring in the sky, unfortunately, he could only now hover low, greatly reducing his strength, becoming the weakest in the group.

Fortunately, he possessed a reasonably smart mind; seeing his companions about to argue, he quickly intervened.

In the Demon Realm, such words would have little effect, but here in the Abandoned Land, every ounce of power is extremely precious, unfit for waste.

Hearing the harpy’s advice, the Minotaur grudgingly contained his anger, exhaling hot white air from his nostrils and turning away from the Blue-Faced Demon Clan.

“What’s going on?”

The One-Eyed Giant looked over with big bright yellow eyes.

“I’ve found a Demon Beast, it should be newly arrived in the Abandoned Land!”

The Blue-Faced Demon Clan’s words immediately attracted the others’ attention, even the Minotaur originally annoyed turned his head.

“Demon Beast? Where is it?”

“Should be nearby!”

The Blue-Faced Demon Clan said, “Judging from the traces left by that Demon Beast on this bone, it’s still very fresh, time hasn’t passed long.

Generally speaking, only those newly arrived Demon Beasts unaware of the rules would use this usual method to claim territory!

If we search around, we should be able to find the opponent’s lair without any surprises!”

“Good!”

The Minotaur laughed heartily, extending a broad and solid palm to firmly slap the somewhat frail shoulder of the Blue-Faced Demon Clan member: “I told you, how could there be such a strong stench of urine in this desolate place, turns out it’s the doing of a new Demon Beast.

Haha, Blue Face, your nose is sharp, to be able to smell it from so far away.

But next time if there’s something like this, give me a heads-up, otherwise if I have to go smell that urine stench again, I’ll beat the piss outta you!”

With a crunch underfoot, the Blue-Faced Demon Clan member broke several bones by the forceful slap from the Minotaur.

He quickly dodged away from the Minotaur’s excited gestures intending to slap him a few more times, not bothering to argue with this ruthless bull, he said, “One-Eyed Boss, stay here and don’t move around, your strength is too great, don’t let the opponent sense it too early and scare them off, that would be bad.

We’ll go search around first to check the strength of that Demon Beast.

If it’s comparable, we can fight them first, then when the battle gets fierce, One-Eyed Boss can suddenly appear, preventing the opponent from escaping!”

“Good!”

The One-Eyed Giant nodded.

He was the strongest, so he didn’t fear not getting a share of the benefits, nor worry about these guys daring to sneak benefits behind his back.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t mind eating them first!

Now the Blue-Faced Demon Clan member, Minotaur, and Harpy scattered in different directions, seeking traces of the new Demon Beast.

…

The Hellhound was patrolling around the remains where Qin Feng was meditating and cultivating.

Over the past few days, it couldn’t count how many laps it had made around here, even if it hadn’t encountered any other life than the white bones, it continued tirelessly.

It was one thing to be snatched of the first licking dog position by that cunning Old Turtle, but if it lost the first loyal hound place to other Spiritual Beasts, it would be even more of a failure.

So the Hellhound was very active, patrolling daily, which wasn’t much effort, and running around let it exercise.

However, today, as it was running, it suddenly stopped.

Because it smelled a strange scent in the air.

This scent was different from other white bones, seemingly belonging to something alive that had recently been here!

With this discovery, the Hellhound immediately tensed up.

It did not fear battle, even craved that all-out slaughter.

But it depended on the situation; right now, its master was cultivating to regain strength, and its duty was not to battle but to guard its master.

So instead of being excited about finding an opponent, it was exceptionally vigilant, sniffing the scent direction with its three noses, its six dog eyes scanning around.

Finally, it abruptly lifted its dog head, looking at the low-flying Harpy several thousand feet ahead.

The Hellhound didn’t care how the other party got here, nor paid attention to its seemingly searching behavior, it concealed its aura, leaped powerfully upwards, and pounced to attack the Harpy with its three gaping maws.

“Screech…”

The Hellhound ultimately wasn’t adept at ambush, even though there’s a saying that biting dogs don’t bark, the Hellhound didn’t make a sound when launching the attack, but its vicious aura was too overwhelming, allowing the Harpy to notice the Hellhound’s intentions early.

So it let out a screech, both to signify its presence during the battle and to alert its companions, signaling them to hurry over.

However, the Harpy did underestimate the Hellhound’s prowess somewhat.

Choosing to battle the Hellhound meant abandoning the chance to fly away.

In close combat, its speed advantage was compromised, and it was no match for such a ferocious Monster as the Hellhound!

Moreover, with Hellhound’s three heads and three sets of interlocking jaws attacking different parts, the Harpy was quickly injured.

It was so scared it struggled to escape like a frightened little bird, disregarding even as the Hellhound tore off half a wing.

Ultimately, this creature was from a species adept at speed, and although the wing was injured, it managed a wobbly escape from the Hellhound’s jaws.

Meanwhile, its companions arrived quickly; hearing its screech, the not-too-distant Minotaur swiftly rushed over with the Totem Pole, leaping from afar and striking at the Hellhound!

The Hellhound roared, lunging head-on against the Minotaur, only to find that, strength-wise, it was no match for the Minotaur.

Especially with the Totem Pole’s boosting power, the Minotaur’s entire body tattooed in totems writhed, emanating a dim light, causing its strength to surge excessively.

So the Hellhound was soon sent flying by a Totem Pole strike from the Minotaur; though its robust body was unharmed, it felt dizzy and disoriented.

At this moment, the Blue-Faced Demon Clan member had also arrived, drawing out a Demon Sword to attack the Hellhound.

The Hellhound, knowing it couldn’t withstand the assault from the three formidable enemies, barked wildly, casting a series of spells to repel them before turning to flee!

“Haha, indeed, a rule-ignoring Demon Beast!”

The group was thrilled, not knowing why this three-headed Hellhound differed from others they’d encountered before, but they were excited to give chase.

“Don’t let it run, drain its energy more, and once it’s exhausted enough, we’ll catch it alive!”

“Hehe, don’t worry, with me here, it won’t escape!”

The Harpy, though injured, still saw speed as his forte.

But they didn’t chase long before realizing the Hellhound stopped fleeing, rejoicing: “This guy realizes there’s no escape, and intends to fight to the death!

Everyone, give it your all, strive to catch it alive, I don’t ask much, just want a dog head!”