Chapter 770: 770: Two-Headed Dog

Chapter 770: Chapter 770: Two-Headed Dog

Ren Guhong rubbed his nose.

This is awkward!

He got caught red-handed trying to scheme against them.

But suddenly, he realized something.

“Wait a minute!”

“Do you have the guts to accuse us?”

“Didn’t you run back here yourself?”

“You’re no different, trying to make us draw away the Hell Creatures!”

Wu Manyue gritted her teeth in fury.

She flailed at the empty air in front of her, overcome with shame and anger:

“You bastard!”

“You’ve taken advantage of me completely, inside and out!”

“I challenge you to a fight to the death!”

“Quiet!”

Jiang Fan suddenly barked out.

He had just realized a serious problem.

“We’ve all come back here. Doesn’t that mean the Hell Creatures have also been drawn back here?”

Wu Manyue’s expression froze, her raised fist halted in mid-air.

Ren Guhong’s pupils trembled.

The two instantly fell silent.

On top of the Array, only the faint sound of glowing radiance humming was left.

The three of them held their breaths, not daring to even make a sound.

Buzz—

A sudden resonant hum.

A beam of white light shot up into the sky, enveloping the three as it transported them away.

Jiang Fan finally felt some relief.

They had escaped disaster.

That familiar sensation of dizzying disorientation swept over him again.

Except, without warning—

A massive claw wrapped in pitch-black flames suddenly pierced through the beam of light.

It slammed fiercely toward the three of them!

The spatial transmission was instantly disrupted!

The chaotic Space Power flung all three violently out of the beam of light.

That was the only thing that saved them from being caught by the claw.

Still airborne, Jiang Fan decisively activated Cloud Shadow.

Rip—

A streak of lightning burst forth, steering him to the side.

Boom—

A massive claw collided with where he had just been.

The space around it quivered lightly, and an ear-piercing shriek of tearing rang out.

If he had been even a fraction slower, he would’ve been crushed into a pile of flesh.

Without hesitation, he summoned a Flying Sword and rose to hover mid-air.

Looking down, his pupils contracted.

A hulking monstrosity covered in Black Flame stood below, its body stretching close to a hundred feet.

It resembled a dog in form, but had two massive heads.

Its mouths bristled with sharp fangs, dripping viscous black saliva.

Its blood-red eyes gleamed with savage ferocity and cunning malice.

Ren Guhong and Wu Manyue had been flung farther away by luck and weren’t immediately attacked.

But the Dustless Talismans on their bodies had been shaken off, leaving their forms exposed.

Ren Guhong stared fearfully at the colossal predator, his voice trembling: “Double-headed Hellhound!”

“It’s actually it!”

“Even the Pavilion Master was forced out of the tenth level by this beast!”

“What the hell are those monks doing, letting it come up here!”

As he stammered, his hands swiftly pulled out a pair of dried wings and strapped them onto himself.

Infusing Spiritual Power into them, he transformed into a streak of rainbow light and shot away into the distance.

Wu Manyue had long since realized the imminent danger.

Tearing open a Space Scroll, she immediately fled.

The Double-headed Hellhound’s two heads each fixated on them, amusement flashing in its eyes.

One of the heads opened its mouth and roared a deep, resonant sound wave.

The Space Power unleashed by Wu Manyue’s scroll was scattered and dispersed in an instant.

The other head locked its blood-red gaze on Ren Guhong.

With a sharp crack, it fired a scarlet beam of light.

Ren Guhong, already nearing the horizon, was struck and sent plummeting down.

Wu Manyue’s pupils shrank sharply, her voice quivering: “It… It can restrain Space Divine Power.”

Both heads turned toward her.

Their eyes glinted with merciless intent.

Wu Manyue’s body locked up, her breaths halted.

It felt as though she’d been thrown into the icy depths of an ocean, submerged in bone-chilling dread and dragged into the pitch-black abyss.

Rip—

At that moment.

A sudden crackling thunder rang out beside her.

Before she could react, a powerful arm wrapped tightly around her waist.

Her body abruptly reeled backward.

Her vision refocused only then—

The Double-headed Hellhound was retreating quickly into the distance, its rage-filled roars echoing in the air.

She turned her head to see—

It was Jiang Fan!

Wu Manyue froze for a moment: “You… You rescued me?”

She had never expected anyone would save her.

Because her usual actions made having friends a near impossibility.

As for Jiang Fan? That was even less likely.

She considered it a miracle he hadn’t pushed her while she was already falling.

Jiang Fan’s expression remained grave as he worked Cloud Shadow, saying:

“If the lips perish, the teeth will grow cold. If you two die, it’ll be my turn next.”

“I’ll take you to a safe place first.”

“Then the three of us will split up and flee separately.”

“That way, we’ll have a better chance of surviving.”

Wu Manyue dead, with Ren Guhong’s life uncertain.

The Double-headed Hellhound would undoubtedly turn its full attention to Jiang Fan.

Instead of waiting for that to happen, it was better to save the other two.

If all three fled in different directions, the likelihood of being pursued would decrease significantly.

Wu Manyue didn’t respond, startled into silence.

Soon.

Jiang Fan teleported to where Ren Guhong had fallen.

To his surprise, Ren Guhong was still alive.

The pair of dried wings had some unknown properties—not only were they incredibly fast, but they also blocked the Hellhound’s attack!

Ren Guhong had only been injured by the impact, not fatally.

He stared in disbelief at Jiang Fan riding a Thunder Dragon into the scene.

The sight struck him deeply with awe.

“Go!”

Jiang Fan didn’t waste words, quickly helping him up.

Roar—

The Double-headed Hellhound unleashed another furious howl.

A terrifying blood-red beam streaked across the vast expanse of space.

Jiang Fan’s heart clenched.

He activated Cloud Shadow again, disappearing from view atop his Thunder Dragon.

Roar roar roar—

The Hellhound, sensing immense provocation, glowered with its four blood-red eyes as it crazily pursued them.

Rip—rip—rip—rip—rip—

After five consecutive bursts of instantaneous movement.

Jiang Fan set the two down and said, “My Power of thunder and lightning is completely depleted.”

“You two!”

“We leave our fate to the heavens now!”

“Farewell!”

He used a movement technique, dashing toward the distance.

Ren Guhong cupped his fists and hurriedly fled in another direction.

Wu Manyue pursed her lips slightly, glancing at Jiang Fan with a conflicted expression before choosing a different direction to flee.

But mere dozen breaths later.

The Double-headed Hellhound came charging forth, the ground beneath turned to charred ruin by the Black Flame cloaking its body.

Its two heads sniffed the ground, then slowly lifted up.

Both snarled viciously in Jiang Fan’s direction.

With a powerful kick of its four legs, it dashed after him.

The moment it locked onto him.

Jiang Fan felt a chill of dread.

“That damn dog!”

Jiang Fan’s expression darkened—he was still unable to shake its pursuit!

After a quick thought.

He pulled out the bronze Array Plate, scanning the nearby terrain.

He noticed two tall mountains ahead.

The gap between the two mountains formed a narrow pathway.

Without hesitation, Jiang Fan ran through the mountain passage.

And buried the Array Plate into the ground.

Though the plate could trap enemies, it had a glaring flaw—it required the enemy to be nearby.

If placed in open terrain, and the Double-headed Hellhound’s movements were unpredictable, it might bypass the Array’s range completely.

Only in the confines of a narrow mountain passage.

If the Hellhound passed through, it would inevitably step into the Array’s range.

Just as he finished burying the plate.

The Hell Evil Dog tore through the space outside the mountains.

Jiang Fan’s face changed instantly.

He sprinted away as fast as he could.

Meanwhile, he silently focused on the sounds behind him, judging how far the Hellhound had entered the passage.

There would only be one chance.

The Array Plate had to trigger at the perfect moment.

Suddenly.

A sinking feeling crept into Jiang Fan’s heart.

There was no sound behind him.

Complete silence.

This gave him a sensation of profound unease.

He turned to look.

The Double-headed Hellhound hadn’t entered the passage.

Drip—

A droplet of sticky black saliva suddenly fell from above.

It splashed onto the ground near Jiang Fan, corroding a hole straight through.

Jiang Fan raised his head.

His pupils shrank to the size of a needle!

The Hellhound was perched on the mountainside, its four limbs steady.

Its two massive heads slowly leaned forward.

Its four blood-red eyes glimmered with cruel mockery and malice!