Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends: Starting from the Equipment Slot

Chapter 8 The Black Bear Who Invites Gods

On Black Wind Ridge, the group dispersed, forming a large net to search for Black Bear's whereabouts.

Half a day has passed, and they have searched most of Black Wind Ridge, but still have not found Black Bear's whereabouts.

The hunters of Wangjiazhai discovered some clues, but in the end, these clues disappeared, as if Heixiazi had escaped from Heifengling and disappeared into the many python mountains.

"Commander Wang, it's getting dark."

Li Tiejun tightened his cloak and said in a low voice, "Visibility is poor at night, so let's rest for the night and search again during the day."

Wang Hu nodded and approached Hu Xiao to discuss the matter, but Hu Xiao flatly refused.

"Black Wind Ridge is Black Bear's lair. Even if he's become a spirit, he won't leave this place anytime soon. Nobody can sleep until we find Black Bear."

A cold glint flashed in Hu Xiao's eyes. He called over the Feng brothers and said, "Searching together is too slow. Let's split into three groups. When we find that beast, we'll use signal arrows to warn others."

"good!"

The Feng brothers agreed, but Wang Hu objected, only to be ignored.

Three teams searched all night, turning Black Wind Ridge upside down, but still couldn't find Black Bear's whereabouts.

At this moment, even Hu Xiao felt that Hei Xiazi must have left Black Wind Ridge.

As dawn approached, even the bandits could no longer hold on and began to rest and recuperate on the spot.

In a mountain hollow, a black bear cat lurks among the bushes.

Its abdominal wounds had healed, and its aura was stronger than before.

However, a hideous scar appeared on his left cheek, just an inch from his left eye. With each movement, streaks of blood seeped out, and the pain gave the bear a fierce glint in its eyes.

This sword wound was left by Wang Yuan.

After becoming a demon, Hei Xiazi underwent a physical transformation, and its regenerative abilities far surpassed those of ordinary demon beasts.

However, a wisp of sharp sword energy lingered around the wound, preventing the flesh from healing. A day had passed, and Hei Xiazi still hadn't managed to wear away the sword energy.

The next moment, the black bear opened its mouth and spat out a scarecrow the size of a palm.

The scarecrow was made of some kind of straw; it was withered and yellow, and its face was half-smiling and half-crying, with a very strange expression.

The bear held the scarecrow in its two front paws, then bowed down to the four directions of heaven and earth, making a whimpering sound in its throat.

As soon as it finished its action, a strange gust of wind rose in the forest.

After the storm passed, the bear seemed to have gained something. It opened its mouth and swallowed the scarecrow, then leaped out of the ravine. Its huge and heavy body looked as light as a cat, without making a sound.

More than ten bandits and four hunters from Wangjiazhai split into two groups and sat on the mountainside, using several boulders to block out the howling cold wind.

As they ate their dry rations, they cursed the weather, their words filled with discontent, but they dared not voice it openly.

Feng Xiang stood on a boulder, unfazed by the cold wind, his right hand gripping the hilt of his knife, watching his surroundings warily.

Yesterday, he and Wei Daxian came to Black Wind Ridge and ran into Black Bear. The tattered clothes and fragments on the spot made them realize that the target they were chasing had been eaten by Black Bear.

Then a bloody battle broke out between the two sides. Wei Daxian unfortunately died. Although he took the opportunity to slash open Hei Xiazi's abdomen and seriously injured his opponent, it also caused Hei Xiazi to go berserk and become extremely ferocious. Wei Daxian was hit by a palm and seriously injured.

Fortunately, the martial art he practiced was quite special, and he was best at escaping, which allowed him to escape from the bear's jaws.

Therefore, Feng Xiang was extremely wary of this black bear and dared not relax his vigilance for a moment.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in.

Feng Xiang shivered, and the next moment, his body trembled as a sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart.

With his physique, the cold mountain winds couldn't harm him at all, let alone make him shiver.

Before he could make a move, a sudden change occurred.

Feng Xiang felt as if more than ten invisible hands were binding his limbs like ropes, and the chill was like a tide, drilling into his body through his pores, causing his vital energy to leak out rapidly.

Feng Xiang let out a low shout and struggled violently, but for a moment he could not break free.

If anyone could see ghosts at this moment, they would see more than a dozen hideous ghosts wrapped around Feng Xiang, completely enveloping him.

From a distance, all you can see are countless limbs and heads forming a giant ball of flesh.

The ghost grabbed Feng Xiang and opened its mouth to greedily suck the life essence from his body.

Like a ghost, the bear emerged from behind the boulder and came close to Feng Xiang. Its huge, sharp bear paw, like a knife, pierced through Feng Xiang's chest, and when it was pulled out, his internal organs spilled onto the ground.

The horde of ghosts swarmed forward and instantly devoured Feng Xiang's vital energy.

After absorbing Feng Xiang's essence, the ghost's illusory form solidified somewhat, and wisps of black malevolent energy appeared on its body, becoming visible to the naked eye.

The next moment, dozens of hungry ghosts pounced on the bandits and hunters, and within a few breaths, more than a dozen lifeless corpses fell to the ground.

Hei Xiazi opened his mouth and inhaled, and dozens of hungry ghosts turned into a cloud of black mist and entered his mouth.

Black Bear let out a burp, and the bloodlust in his eyes intensified, exuding an eerie aura.

The sword wound on its face writhed, then turned into a line of blood, disappearing into the needle-like black fur.

At the same time, Feng Xiang's twin brother, Feng Bao, suddenly looked in this direction, his eyes filled with fear.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took out a whistle arrow from his pocket and shot it into the air.

A piercing neigh ripped through the sky, and Hu Xiao sat up abruptly, mounted his horse, and the big black horse galloped through the mountains like a goat, running through the rugged cliffs as if it were flat ground.

"What's going on?!"

"Boss, my brother is dead. He was killed by that black bear. He controlled Old Wei's Bitter Laughing Ghost and used it to attack me."

"That beast has finally shown up!"

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Hu Xiao's eyes. He didn't offer any words of comfort to Feng Bao. His gaze swept over the crowd, and he said, "Lead the way. We can't let this beast escape again this time!"

"Chief Hu, now that Black Bear has been found, Wang Family Village will no longer be involved in the rest."

"What if I don't agree?"

"They're just ordinary hunters; they're no match for the Black Bear, who's become a spirit and wields a magical weapon. Chief, let them return to the stronghold; I'll stay and help you kill the Black Bear. Otherwise, ask me if my arrows are sharp enough."

"Haha, that's tough!"

Hu Xiao laughed loudly and said, "You two come with me, the rest of you stay here."

"Military leader!"

"Take your men and leave quickly. Hei Xiazi has become a force to be reckoned with. Even if we can't kill him this time, we must severely injure him. Otherwise, I'm afraid Wangjia Village won't be able to wait for the imperial reinforcements."

Wang Hu whispered a few words to Wang Tiejun and the others, then followed Hu Xiao and Feng Bao, quickly disappearing into the mountains.

Wang Tiejun and the others watched Wang Hu leave, their eyes filled with a sense of tragic grandeur.

They knew that Wang Hu wasn't helping the bandits of Baima Mountain, but rather trying to give Wangjia Village a chance to survive.

This departure may mean a separation of life and death!

Black Bear has become a force to be reckoned with and has become even more powerful. They need to send this news back to the village so that the villagers can make plans in advance.

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After a uneventful night of patrolling, Wang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

After a hearty meal, I began practicing my sword!

Since he began cultivating, as long as he could eat his fill, Wang Yuan felt full of energy, and he didn't feel tired after just a short nap.

Two hours later, Wang Yuan put away his wood-chopping knife and listened intently.

"Uncle Tie Jun and the others are back!"

Wang Yuan was overjoyed and stopped practicing his sword, running towards the temporary camp.