Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 503 - 502 Tragic Zhou Quan

Chapter 503: Chapter 502 Tragic Zhou Quan

"F*ck, is this really a Desolate Beast?" Zhou Fatty looked up at the sky, his eyes reflecting the increasingly large, fiery red magma. Even his skin cast a fiery glow.

"Retreat!"

Unsure of the enemy’s strength, Lin Hao did not dare to be careless and let out a long howl as he swiftly retreated.

But Zhou Fatty seemed oblivious to the concept of retreat. As he was about to be drenched in what seemed like magma drool, he rolled forward and charged right under the belly of the Desolate Beast.

Zhou Quan might be overweight, but his speed was not slow in the slightest, and his movements were extremely agile. Underneath the beast’s belly, he dodged being crushed several times.

But with so many Desolate Beasts, they were not to be taken lightly. One of them, with a tail like an alien’s, whipped its tail like a swift lash, constantly thrashing about under the big beast’s belly, nearly spearing Zhou Fatty through several times.

In no time, Zhou Fatty, trapped under the belly of the beasts, was pushed into a perilous situation.

"What an idiot, why doesn’t he retreat!"

Lin Hao had pulled back a hundred meters, but the chasing beasts caught up quickly. Looking back, he saw Zhou Fatty surrounded by the Desolate Beasts and flew into a rage.

Although the two had only known each other for a short while and didn’t know each other thoroughly, Lin Hao had a good impression of Zhou Fatty. Besides, Zhou Fatty had been injured just moments ago...

"Damn it!"

In that instant, Lin Hao calmed his mind.

He couldn’t bear to see Zhou Fatty’s round belly stomped and burst by the Desolate Beasts.

Memories from his past life rushed to the forefront, but most of the useful Cultivation Techniques required considerable Cultivation to execute, not to mention the Power of Laws, which the current Lin Hao simply could not wield at will.

However...

Lin Hao’s eyes sparkled with a bright idea, and his fighting spirit erupted. With a long howl, he no longer retreated but charged forward towards where Zhou Fatty was.

"Roar!"

The charge of a myriad of beasts wasn’t like Lin Hao, who could stop or turn around on command. This time, leading the stampede was a twenty-meter-long Desolate Beast that resembled a velociraptor. Upon seeing Lin Hao stop and turn around, the beast bellowed and charged at him with glowing eyes.

"Bring it on!"

Lin Hao composed himself, his Primordial Qi circulating rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he was right under the beast’s feet.

The Desolate Beast let out a long howl and opened its mouth wide, attempting to bite down on Lin Hao.

"Rivers and mountains, shift hands!"

In a flash, Lin Hao sensed the fluctuating powers in the air, used the technique "Rivers and Mountains Guarded," borrowing and switching forces, turning defense into offense. He drifted with the wind, narrowly avoiding the beast’s jaws, then slapped its snout with one hand and leaped forcefully into the air.

Immediately, he lifted the Divine Cauldron high, which suddenly increased in size and smashed down directly onto the gaping mouth of the Desolate Beast.

"Die!"

The cauldron, variable in size and weight, crushed the beast’s mouth to a pulp. It didn’t kill the creature outright, but its mouth was hammered into the ground while its body struggled violently. Lin Hao took the chance to run up the beast’s neck, stepping on its back and pushing forward.

From this vantage point, Lin Hao realized there were tens of thousands of Desolate Beasts, and in the distance, the Flame Winged Dragon roared from atop the mountain.

It was impossible to kill all these Desolate Beasts unless...

Lin Hao’s eyes brightened as he realized the distant peak’s Flame Winged Dragon seemed to be the Beast King. If you catch the leader, you may control the pack—there might still be a chance!

With this thought, Lin Hao wasted no time. Moving like lightning, he quickly flew over the heads of the many Desolate Beasts. Next to these colossi, Lin Hao was as insignificant as a mosquito.

The Desolate Beasts’ aerial attacks were like using a cannon to shoot a mosquito: easily dodged by Lin Hao. Moreover, amidst their charge, the beasts couldn’t halt in time. The beast in front had barely spotted Lin Hao, attempting to attack, but with a flash, he had already passed by, unable to hit or even stop or turn around.

In this way, the attacks Lin Hao faced were somewhat diminished.

But, where’s the fatty?

Lin Hao dodged attack after attack, his feet trampling over countless Desolate Beasts, but when he looked down, he didn’t see Zhou Quan.

Where is he?

Could he be dead?

A bad feeling surged up, and Lin Hao’s heart suddenly filled with a sense of loss.

Zhou Quan was clearly just nearby a moment ago, trampled by countless Desolate Beasts. Could he have already been mashed into a pulp in such a short time?

"Zhou Quan!"

"Fatty!"

Lin Hao shouted three times unwillingly, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the thunderous sound of the stampeding beasts.

Probably dead...

Lin Hao suddenly regretted not having taken Zhou Quan into the Divine Cauldron for refuge; earlier, he had found Zhou Quan’s background mysterious and quite strange, but now, he regretted it.

However, there was no use; the world does not sell regrets.

Now, the only chance for survival was to deal with the Beast King in the Five-Colored Mountain Range.

Fortunately, such a massive beast charge couldn’t stop on a dime, and Lin Hao went against the flow to reach the Five-Colored Mountain, estimating that these Desolate Beasts wouldn’t have time to regroup.

Against the Flame Winged Dragon one-on-one, Lin Hao was confident. At worst, he could pull out his trump card and trap a Desolate Beast in the Divine Cauldron.

Deciding on his next move, Lin Hao immediately rushed towards the mountain range at high speed.

Suddenly, not far off to the side, a giant Desolate Beast slowed down, its head raised in agony as it cried out, staggering as it moved. Its expression reminded Lin Hao of the word "constipated."

Just a Desolate Beast, Lin Hao didn’t want to bother, but though it slowed down, its massive size meant that the beasts behind couldn’t push it aside, and amazingly, it didn’t cause chaos in the beast horde.

However, the beast staggered and finally came to a halt. As Lin Hao sped past not far from it, he heard a series of thumping sounds like thunder - the Desolate Beast let out several thunderous farts.

Following that, a green mist sprayed out from the rear of the Desolate Beast, blocking the path in front of Lin Hao.

Trying to poison me?

Seeing the green fart cloud, Lin Hao frowned and turned to dodge this stinky contamination zone, but as he did, he felt something was off.

Instinctively, he looked back at the rear of the Desolate Beast, only to see its buttocks raised high, its anus stretched wide, and most importantly, a familiar faint light shimmering inside the anus!

Isn’t that Zhou Quan’s Protective Primordial Qi? What’s it doing inside the beast’s butt?

Shocked, Lin Hao quickly shouted in the direction of the buttocks: "Zhou Quan! Fatty!!"

"Bro! Give me a hand!"

Indeed, Zhou Quan’s voice came from the Desolate Beast’s rear, actually asking Lin Hao for help!

How did this fatty end up inside a beast’s butt? Could he have been swallowed whole by the Desolate Beast? Lin Hao quickly figured it out and turned around, rushing towards the location of the Desolate Beast.

As he charged, he called out quizzically in the direction of Zhou Quan, "You’ve made it through the intestines, how come you’re stuck at the last barrier?"

Amidst the cloud of farts, Zhou Quan’s voice came through, seemingly distraught: "How would I know this Desolate Beast has hemorrhoids! It’s got me stuck!!"

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