I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities-Chapter 165: Encounter

A vast wilderness unfolded before Zhang Yuan.

He took out the map from his chest and looked at it again, comparing both with the position of the sun in the sky to ensure he was on the right path.

As long as he crossed this wilderness, he would reach Xia Ruins.

This was the final stretch.

He lightly patted the neck of his horse, squeezed his legs tightly around the horse’s belly, and shouted, "Giddy up!"

The black steed immediately galloped forward.

Though there were no clear paths across the wilderness, the terrain was very flat, allowing him to move at a brisk pace.

All Zhang Yuan had to do was control the direction.

The strong wind, mixed with the scent of soil and grass, hit his face, making him feel a great sense of satisfaction.

Like a fish in the ocean, an eagle soaring high in the sky, he felt a carefree pleasure.

Unfortunately, good times didn’t last.

Around noon, thick clouds covered the sky, followed by rain.

In the empty expanse, there was nowhere to take shelter.

Zhang Yuan could only set up a tent on the spot for himself and his horse to avoid the rain.

The black horse he was riding was already his fourth mount.

Since he had left the dangerous zone, he didn’t need to flee desperately anymore, so he couldn’t exhaust the horse’s energy like before.

And in such a vast wilderness, Zhang Yuan couldn’t find a place to buy horses.

He had to cherish it naturally.

The rain came quickly and left just as fast.

In less than half an hour, the sky turned clear again.

Its changeable nature was like a child’s face.

Zhang Yuan packed up the tent, mounted his horse, and continued onward.

However, the grass was slippery after the rain, forcing him to slow down to prevent the horse from falling and getting injured.

Without the horse on this long journey, it would certainly be much harder.

Like this, he rode for another twenty or so miles.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan’s expression changed.

Although he had been riding, most of his attention was on the red-eyed crow in the sky.

Zhang Yuan just discovered that there was a merchant caravan about ten miles away.

And the caravan was surrounded by a large number of wolves.

The two sides formed a standoff.

According to the observation of the red-eyed crow, the wolf pack numbered as many as two or three hundred, quite a formidable sight.

They encircled a caravan with over a dozen carriages and wagons.

Visible members of the caravan numbered around twenty or thirty, not counting those who might be hiding in the compartments.

Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment and decided to go take a look.

Encountering a caravan in this desolate wilderness was indeed a stroke of luck.

Besides, there’s an eight or nine chance that they are headed towards his same destination.

Or perhaps they came from the Xia Ruins side.

Zhang Yuan was new here, unfamiliar with the place, and knew nothing about Xia Ruins.

Liu Seventh Lady recommended Zhang Yuan to come here, and out of trust for this elder sister, he went without hesitation.

Now there’s a chance to gather information, he must give it a try.

As for the wolves, Zhang Yuan had no fear—he had killed Tier Four elite before!

And during his approach to the caravan, he maintained aerial surveillance.

The wolves were smart; they surrounded the caravan in a three-wall-one-open formation, keeping a safe distance.

As for the caravan members, they used carriages and wagons to form a simple defensive circle.

Everyone held swords, bows, and weapons, hiding inside while nervously watching the wolf pack not far away.

On the ground between the two sides lay many arrows, scattered in disarray.

Evidently, the wolves had launched probing attacks before.

This situation was clearly disadvantageous to the caravan.

Since the wolves were obviously waiting for nightfall.

Under the cover of darkness, their attacks would become even harder to defend against.

The caravan members were clearly aware of this as well.

Some people started to argue.

However, due to the distance, the red-eyed crow could not hear what they were arguing about.

But this was insignificant.

Zhang Yuan gradually approached the wolves from behind.

When the distance shortened to four or five hundred yards, he took the quiver from his back.

He assembled the iron-clad bow from inside.

In just a moment, a feathered arrow was steadily set on the bowstring.

He slowed the horse’s pace and lifted the iron-clad bow, aiming at the wolves ahead.

There were so many targets to hunt.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the feathered arrow shot out, streaking across several hundred yards of distance, piercing into the wolf pack.

Howl!

With a horrific scream, a strong wild wolf was pinned to the ground.

Under the intense pain, feces and urine burst forth!

This sudden tragedy caused the entire wolf pack to explode in chaos.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

One arrow after another flew, taking down one wild wolf after another on the spot.

Not a single arrow missed its mark!

Howl～

At this moment, among the wolf pack, an exceptionally tall wild wolf howled at the sky.

A pair of venomous wolf eyes fixed on Zhang Yuan.

It was the Wolf King and was the first to discover the assailant.

It immediately issued orders!

Dozens of wild wolves turned to howl and charged towards Zhang Yuan.

This sudden change startled and delighted the caravan members.

They also noticed Zhang Yuan.

They couldn’t help but worry.

How could Zhang Yuan, alone with his horse, handle dozens of wild wolves?

It’s important to know that these desert wolves were ferocious and cunning, with sharp claws and fangs that were very hard to deal with.

An adult ordinary person was no match for a single desert wolf; only a Martial Artist could defeat one.

But desert wolves rarely moved alone, usually acting in swarms.

The number of desert wolves in this pack was astonishing!

However, the scene that followed left everyone speechless.

They saw Zhang Yuan calmly and steadily flexing his bowstring, continuously shooting out arrow after arrow.

The desert wolves charging at him fell one after another, struck down by arrows.

A chorus of dying howls arose in waves.

A trail of crimson blood spilled forth!

In just a few short breaths, ten desert wolves had already met their ends beneath his arrows.

The terrifying part was, Zhang Yuan still maintained a high rate of fire, like a ruthless killing machine, shooting deadly arrows without expression.

Claiming more lives of the desert wolves!

The intense casualties, along with the screams of their comrades, instilled instinctive fear into the remaining desert wolves.

They slowed their pace, even tucked their tails.

Hesitating as they shrank back.

In fact, these desert wolves were already very close to Zhang Yuan.

Howl!

Seeing this situation, the Wolf King flew into a rage, let out a sharp howl.

The dozen or so cowardly desert wolves immediately charged at Zhang Yuan as if fueled by adrenaline.

The Wolf King turned around, directed its gaze to the caravan once more, and roared.

The dozens of desert wolves prepared to attack the caravan, howling as they charged forward!

An intense battle erupted.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan leapt off his horse, iron-clad bow in hand, and landed on the ground.

A desert wolf at the forefront leapt at him immediately, opening its wide bloody mouth and revealing its two rows of sharp white teeth.

Viciously aiming for Zhang Yuan’s throat!