Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

The Cold Blood Blade was actively siphoning its blood.

”Alright, you all go slaughter the Cold Beasts, no need for the Divine Machine Crossbow anymore!”

As Xia Hong finished his words, he had already dashed swiftly towards the Wolf King.

Li Xuanling and all the Cold Resistance Level crew released the rope, splitting into two groups to begin supporting the army’s right side and back.

Even the Beast King was dealt with!

So the outcome of this battle was more or less determined.

Everyone’s spirits lightened up instantly, only a few stronger members managed to spare a glance at what was happening with Xia Hong’s group.

At this moment, Xia Hong was already standing on top of the Wolf King’s body.

Noticing the Wolf King’s struggle becoming increasingly intense, he stomped a foot on the handle of the Cold Blood Blade, continuing to secure it to the basin.

”Power surmounts a hundred manes, yet overall might is evidently inferior to the Wolf King within Longshan’s Silver Mine. Not controlled, seems boosted to Beast King Realm by that White Dew Gu!”

Turning to look at Yangyuan Peak to the south, Xia Hong’s face broke into a cold sneer.

The idea for the Divine Machine Crossbow was one he suggested to Mu Dong, but there was an issue with finding a bowstring material sturdy enough to withstand his power until two months ago when Long Mountain became a part of Great Xia, and Mu Dong discovered the spinal cord of Advanced Striped Tiger.

The spinal cord of the Advanced Striped Tiger, upon being melted to a liquid form under high temperatures, can increase the resilience of Snow Bamboo Silk; intertwining it with High-level Teng Jiao Tendon produced a bowstring capable of withstanding over five hundred manes of force.

Upon this realization, Xia Hong immediately knew, the opportunity to resolve the Yangyuan Peak issue had arrived, regardless of what tricks the White Dew Gu employed, it was futile.

Five hundred manes!

Though unclear about the precise realm strength of Beast Kings, no matter how formidable, five hundred manes were enough to crush the majority of them.

”Among the opponents I’ve faced so far, purely in terms of strength, only that Red Carp Monster from Xing River might rival this Divine Machine Crossbow, and with it, numerous challenges could be effortlessly overcome!”

Underfoot, the vitality of the Wolf King had completely dissipated, Xia Hong directly pulled out the Cold Blood Blade, hefting the Wolf King’s corpse, hurling it towards the direction of the army.

The crash upon the Frost Wolf King’s corpse hitting the ground reverberated loudly, and the group of Intermediate and Advanced Frost Wolves assaulting the army on the right immediately ground to a halt.

As for the Snow Mane tribe in the rear, they recognized the corpse on the ground as the Wolf King and, without a sliver of hesitation, promptly turned tails and fled.

The rout of the Frost Wolf group swiftly followed.

”Demolish the army, kill as many as you can, all counted toward Contribution Value, show your prowess. I won’t intervene!”

By command of Xia Hong, the Cloud Jiao Army, Dragon Martial Army, along with over two hundred Cold Resistance level individuals, erupted instantaneously with fervor, drawing weapons, pursuing the Beast Tide.

Differently from before, currently, these Cold Beasts lacked any fighting spirit, only knew to flee, making the hunt significantly easier than before.

Advanced Cold Beasts offer over ten thousand Contribution Value; Intermediate ones over four thousand, such a rare chance couldn’t be missed easily.

Xia Hong didn’t concern himself with the pursuit of Cold Beasts. Instead, seating himself cross-legged at the edge of the Cold Ruins Tripod, he ingested a Blood Sore Pill for healing, then turned his gaze towards Yangyuan Peak to the south, a flicker of cold light passing through his eyes:

”With the Beast Tide resolved, next, it’s your turn!”

Just a Beast King alone trying to safeguard itself, where could it be so simple?

The thick fog area to the south was already thinning considerably, seemingly indicating that White Dew Gu had exhausted all its tricks.