Chapter 934: Chapter 934: Bear King Chapter 934: Chapter 934: Bear King The snow-covered plain was silent, with only the occasional gust of wind that whistled through the air.

Greg Jensen looked as if he were clad in red garments, holding a gleaming longsword in his hand, the blade still smeared with a scrap of flesh.

He was starkly out of place in the vast whiteness of the snow plain.

Hum!

Greg Jensen flicked the sword lightly, and the Twilight Snow Knife quivered, emitting a humming sound as it flung off the flesh and blood beads, leaving it clean.

The blade was as bright as new, radiating a chilling gleam.

This knife had been a gift from the Hall Family. He hadn’t used his original weapon previously to conceal his identity, but now that he wielded it again, it still felt incredibly familiar in his hand.

Even though the ferocious beasts were as tough as copper hide and iron bones, the Twilight Snow Knife cleaved through them without any sense of resistance.

Greg Jensen had just tried channeling a bit of mana into it, and to his surprise, the knife’s power greatly increased without showing any signs of breaking.

One must know that Greg Jensen was now a cultivator on the verge of the Nascent Soul Realm, and although he did not channel much mana, each drop contained terrifying potency.

Combined with the inherent Innocent Knife Method, his movements were exceptionally smooth.

Most importantly, the knife could absorb the qi and blood of the ferocious beasts and nourish Greg Jensen, making it a natural companion to the Divine Dragon Transformation.

What a knife!

Greg Jensen decided that for the next few days, he would keep it by his side instead of storing it in the Storage Ring.

Clang!

The knife returned to its sheath.

Greg Jensen gently caressed the hilt and then casually hung it at his waist. Lifting his head, he found everyone staring at him in astonishment.

“Why are you all staring at me like that?”

“Uh–”
The crowd came back to their senses, a bit embarrassed.

Eugene scratched his head, “Sorry, I thought you were just a pretty face before, but I didn’t expect…”

“Shut up!”

Orlov glared at the fool before turning to Greg Jensen, asking, “Are you a superpowered person?”

“Sort of,” Greg Jensen nodded.

“No wonder you are so powerful.”

“Yeah, I thought I was a goner for sure.”

“We didn’t help much; he got us all out of there by himself.”

“Natasha found herself a good man!”

Everyone sang praises in unison, filled with admiration for Greg Jensen’s method of slaying the ferocious beasts.

Handling a gun was very different from wielding a knife. The former allowed you to stand at a distance, while the latter required careful combat with the ferocious beasts, each facing different dangers.

The beasts had thick hides, natural armors, and ordinary people couldn’t even make a dent, let alone kill them.

In fact, many couldn’t even overcome the psychological barrier, fleeing in terror before even approaching the beasts.

Orlov’s smile was radiant; he had previously thought Greg Jensen was a weakling, but the young man had given him such a big surprise.

The group walked back in high spirits, clumsily gathering the corpses of the ferocious beasts from the ground.

They left the shattered remains and only picked up the large pieces to load onto the pickup truck.

They had killed over a hundred beasts that day, and nearly everyone could take home two to three hundred pounds of beast flesh, their faces brimming with excitement.

Beast flesh was a delicacy for ordinary people, consuming it could strengthen the body and improve health.

Even if they couldn’t finish it all, it would fetch a good price at the market.

In the past, their twenty-person team would do well to kill two or three beasts a day, but today’s bountiful harvest was all thanks to Greg Jensen.

On the way back, everyone kept thanking Greg Jensen, and their attitude towards him grew even warmer.

However, just as their vehicle entered the forest, a sudden roar echoed from ahead.

The bellow was even louder than the previous herd of beasts, causing everyone sitting in the vehicle to feel their ears buzz.

Orlov and the others immediately tensed up, speeding towards the outside.

Boom!

The next second, a towering tree crashed down, landing right in front of the convoy.

If Orlov hadn’t braked in time, they would have almost crashed directly into it.

“Get out of the car, and be on guard!”

Orlov shouted over the communication channel.

Facing ferocious beasts, staying in the car did not guarantee safety; instead, it took away the room to maneuver.

But even before Orlov could finish speaking, a huge force struck the pickup truck, sending it flying into the air.

Greg Jensen was still feeling the vitality he had just absorbed when he realized there was a problem, but by then it was too late; he could only exert all his effort to channel mana and protect everyone inside the car.

Fortunately, after the pickup truck flipped a couple of times, it landed steadily again, and the people inside only suffered some shocks and minor scrapes.

Greg Jensen didn’t dare to delay. He quickly kicked open the car door and dragged several people out.

He himself was not afraid, but Orlov and the others couldn’t handle this.

“Are you all okay?”

“We’re fine!”

“What happened?”

Greg Jensen looked up and saw that people from the other vehicles had already gotten out and were now armed with guns on guard.

Seeing him look over, someone shouted loudly, “It’s a bear!”

Roar!

Before the words were over, a massive roar sounded.

Immediately after, two big trees were casually knocked down, and a huge white polar bear emerged from between them.

The polar bear was four to five meters tall with a girth too wide for several people to wrap their arms around; its thick arms were even broader than Greg Jensen’s thighs.

Its whole body radiated a vicious aura, as if ready to attack and harm at any moment.

“Who is it?!”

The polar bear spoke human language, its voice like rolling thunder, causing people’s scalps to tingle, “Who has killed my offspring?”

“Bea… Beast King?!!”

“It’s a Level Ten Beast King!”

Eugene and the others turned deathly pale with fright. Although they had never seen what a real Beast King looked like, the fact that it could speak human language meant it was at least a Level Ten Beast King.

Although they were a hunting team, they only occasionally hunted low-level ferocious beasts.

Asking them to face a Level Ten Beast King was no different from sending them to their deaths.

Orlov also deeply regretted it, wondering why nothing was going right today. He wished he had not left the house.

Roar!

The polar bear let out an angry roar, with a stench of blood emanating from its gaping maw.

Everyone felt a strong wind blowing in their faces, their chests shuddering, and blood roiling within them.

A few young men, panic-stricken, opened fire in a frenzy, with bullets flying out as if they cost nothing.

Bang bang bang!

Bullets hit the polar bear’s body, sounding like beating a drum, producing dull thuds, all absorbed by its thick fur, with no effect whatsoever.

Far from causing the polar bear any harm, it aroused its ferocity even more.

“Dare to kill my offspring, you all deserve to die!”

Roar!

With a furious roar, the polar bear charged towards the people. With its terrifying weight, the very earth trembled with each step it took.

“Run!”

Orlov and the rest ran for their lives in terror.

But Greg Jensen stopped, positioning himself in front of the polar bear.

He turned to look at the bear and smiled, “Don’t chase them, let’s talk. Those beasts were killed by me.”

“You deserve to die!”

The polar bear did not bother to speak further, roared angrily, and leaped forward. Its massive body obscured the sky, and the near-ton body slammed down directly on him.

From a distance, Orlov and the others trembled with fear at the sight.