In a high-level martial arts game, a wife is given to you at the start.

Chapter 970 Fishing Alien Race

"Wait." The leader's voice was hoarse and low, his chest still heaving. Although the shot hadn't hit him, it had made him feel the real threat of death for the first time. He stared in the direction Lin Qiye had disappeared, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly overwhelmed by a stronger sense of humiliation and anger.

A year ago, the seven of them failed to capture this human, allowing him to escape unscathed.

A year later, the fourteen of them set up a source-locking formation, but he still managed to kill one of them and then calmly broke through the encirclement and left.

He instinctively dodged the shot, lacking even the courage to confront it head-on.

If this gets back to Bone Ruins, how will he ever be able to survive in the underworld again?

"Boss, he ran towards Black Mountain!"

"He deliberately avoided the dangerous area at the foot of the mountain, but judging from the route, his final destination should have been the arena."

Montenegro.

The leader's eyelids twitched violently upon hearing those two words.

That black mountain is the greatest taboo in this wasteland. Once the giant beast in the mountain goes berserk, let alone the fourteen of them, even if another fourteen came, they would only be food for the enemy.

How dare he run in that direction?

"He did it on purpose," the leader said through gritted teeth, his eyes practically spitting fire. "He deliberately led us towards Black Mountain."

"Should we still give chase?" a scarred alien asked in a low voice, his tone already hinting at retreat.

The leader fell silent.

He was struggling internally.

Chasing after them might mean facing the threat of the giant beast in Black Mountain, and Lin Qiye's strength has increased far beyond expectations. Whether they can catch up, and even if they do, whether they can defeat him, are all unknowns.

If we don't pursue this, the person who died today will have died in vain, and his prestige will plummet.

Moreover, who knows, once that human has completely established himself, he might come back to settle accounts with him sooner or later.

"Chase." The leader squeezed out the word through gritted teeth.

He raised his head, his gaze fixed on the receding black afterimage, his voice as cold as if it had been pulled from an ice cellar.

"If we don't bring his head back today, none of us will ever be able to live in this wasteland again."

With a wave of his hand, twelve gray-white figures emerged like a pack of wolves, skimming along the layer of ashes, and raced after the direction in which Lin Qiye had disappeared.

……

Lin Qiye ran very fast ahead.

His breathing had been adjusted to its optimal state, each step he took on the layer of bone ash was steady and powerful, and his source energy flowed freely through his meridians. The effect of the source-locking array had completely dissipated after he broke through. As he ran, he listened intently to the sounds behind him.

They've caught up.

The footsteps of the twelve people carried far across the empty wasteland. Although they deliberately suppressed their movements, the outlines of the twelve auras were crystal clear in his perception of the Blood Demon Power, like a string of fireflies tightly biting him from behind.

The leader did indeed catch up.

Lin Qiye's lips twitched slightly, but the smile was devoid of any warmth.

He could have easily shaken them off with his speed, since his source energy had recovered, making him significantly faster than these alien races. But he didn't. He deliberately slowed down, keeping himself within their line of sight, neither too far for them to give up the pursuit nor too close to give them a chance to encircle him.

He was fishing.

And the bait was himself.

On the horizon ahead, the outline of the black mountain became increasingly clear. Dark gray mist still lingered around its waist, like a silent and heavy scarf. Scattered among the ashes at the foot of the mountain were fragments of bone and armor—traces left by the last hunt by that behemoth, and in some places, charred grooves scorched by fluorescent blue beams of light could still be seen.

Lin Qiye did not slow down and rushed straight towards that area.

He knew that the behemoth had an extremely keen sense of smell, especially for intruders. Last time, he was chased by the behemoth here because he had accidentally stepped into the core area at the foot of the mountain; this time, he only needed to run along the outer edge of the mountain, drawing the scents of his pursuers into the behemoth's perception range, and the rest would be done by the colossal creature sleeping in the dark gray mist.

The pursuers behind him were clearly aware of this as well.

"Boss! He's really heading into the Black Mountain Forbidden Zone!" The scarred alien's voice was tinged with obvious unease. "If we chase him a few more miles, we'll be entering that beast's hunting range!"

The leader's face was equally grim, but now that things had come to this, he couldn't possibly stop halfway. He gritted his teeth and shouted sharply, "That monster won't appear so soon! Split up and flank him! Three of you follow me straight ahead, the rest of you flank him from both sides and intercept him before he enters the core area of ​​Black Mountain! Hurry!"

The twelve figures quickly split into three groups—the leader, along with two of his most elite subordinates, continued the pursuit in a straight line, while the rest split to the left and right, like two gray-white tides converging on Lin Qiye's front from both flanks.

Although Lin Qiye has a speed advantage in the front, the flanking routes are shorter. If he doesn't slow down and change direction, his path will be intercepted by the flanks before he is surrounded again.

But he did not change direction.

He didn't even look at the figures rapidly approaching from both flanks.

He simply raised his head and looked at the silent, black mountain in front of him.

The dark gray fog surged even more violently.

A very low, deep breath, as if it were seeping from the depths of the earth, came from the mountains.

The sound was very soft, yet it made it seem as if all other sounds in the wasteland had been sucked away in that instant.

The sound of the pursuers' footsteps disappeared. The sound of the wind disappeared. The grayish-white fluff falling from the sky seemed to have frozen.

A glint of light flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes.

coming.

Without the slightest hesitation, he suddenly increased his speed to the maximum, his entire body like a black meteor, rushing towards the foot of the mountain, skimming the ground. This time, his sprint was almost twice as fast as before. Before the alien races flanking him could react, he had already flashed past the gap they had closed in and rushed into the area shrouded in dark gray mist.

Then, he suddenly veered to the left, crouching behind a huge black rock, concealing his presence to the extreme, like a lifeless stone.

When the pursuers reached the foot of Black Mountain, they all stopped.

They stood at the edge of the dark gray mist, their faces pale, their breathing rapid, their eyes fixed on the disappearing black figure deep within the mist.

"He went inside..."

Someone said in a trembling voice.

The leader's chest heaved violently. He stood at the forefront, the veins bulging on his hand gripping the black bone knife, his teeth grinding together. He wanted to order the pursuit to continue, but reason told him that if they took another step forward, everyone might die here.

But he was unwilling to give up just like that.

Just then, a series of extremely heavy footsteps suddenly came from the depths of the mist, as if something enormous was slowly approaching.

With each step, the ground trembled slightly.

The expressions of all the alien races changed simultaneously.