C19 First Grade

"Good heavens! Is that Little Ning?" Xue Hong couldn't believe what he was seeing.

To possess such strength at the lower fifth-star Apprentice level was astounding; even someone at the peak of the seventh-star Apprentice might not match this power and presence.

"It's too terrifying!" Wang Bin exclaimed.

"Charge now!" Lee Hu bellowed, charging forward with his long saber.

The rest of the mercenaries swung their weapons and charged alongside their leader.

As the leader of the Snow Tiger Mercenary Group, Lee Hu's strength was considerable. At the mid-level of the eighth-star Apprentice, he was the strongest among them.

Lee Hu swung his long saber, blood splattering as his blade moved like a shadow, sending wolves to their doom.

Xue Hong gripped his spear, thrusting repeatedly, skewering wolf after wolf.

"Damn it, if we had another bonfire, I'd roast you all!" Xue Hong roared, brandishing his spear and cursing.

Wang Bin wielded his sharp sword, slashing and stabbing in an unpredictable sequence of deadly moves.

Blood sprayed, covering Wang Bin's face with the blood of the wolves.

A wild wolf lunged and clamped onto Wang Bin's foot.

"Ah!" Wang Bin screamed in pain.

He quickly grabbed his sword and stabbed the wolf to death.

Ning Gao, with his formidable aura and razor-sharp Blood Evil Claw, claimed the lives of more than half the wild wolves.

The spiritual power within Ning Gao surged, his excitement growing with each kill, his physical strength rejuvenating.

He seemed tireless, like a relentless killing machine.

Ning Gao was on a path of slaughter, a road with no end and reeking of blood.

This was his path of cultivation, one that only he could tread in the entire continent.

A path paved with the bones of countless beings.

After a night of slaughter, Ning Gao and the Snow Tiger Mercenary Group had annihilated the wolf pack.

Lee Hu and the others all sat on the ground, gasping for air, their spiritual and physical strength greatly depleted.

Now, only one person stood, his entire being soaked in crimson.

He stood there, breathing evenly, showing no signs of fatigue whatsoever.

Indeed, it was Ning Gao, the very embodiment of a god of slaughter from the night before!

"Tell me, Little Ning, are you truly just a lower-tier five-star Apprentice?" Wang Bing inquired, gasping for breath.

"Actually, I've reached the peak of the five-star Apprentice level. I accidentally made a breakthrough just now," Ning Gao replied with a grin.

"What?! An accidental breakthrough? Are you kidding me? And straight to the peak of the five-star Apprentice level! That's terrifying!" Xue Hong gasped in astonishment.

"Little Ning, surely your talent must be at least a level seven," Lee Hu remarked.

"Brother Hu, you've got it wrong this time. I'm not particularly gifted; I only possess a level one talent," Ning Gao said, still smiling.

"What?!" Everyone was taken aback.

How could someone with only a level one aptitude be so formidable? They vividly recalled Ning Gao's battle the previous night, where he fought like a relentless killing machine.

And now, he had just leaped to the peak of the five-star Apprentice level, surpassing several minor realms in one go.

This was utterly beyond their comprehension!

Such an extraordinary individual, with merely a level one aptitude! They were starting to question everything they knew about life.

"Little Ning, you're destined to cause a stir across the entire continent. You're not meant for a small pond; you're bound to soar to great heights!" Lee Hu declared. He had never misjudged someone in all his years.