Fang Zhu Mainland.
Forbidden Mountain.
The gale was blowing like a storm.
Nan Xian was fully dressed in white, handsome like an immortal. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips, but his gaze remained indifferent.
Even when he was facing such a fierce and violent savage beast, his white shirt was still floating in the wind and not a speck of dust could be seen.
The savage beast let out a fierce roar as it instantly rushed toward Nan Xian. Its teeth were incisive and its claws were also razor-sharp. Like a sharp sword flashing, it flashed toward Nan Xian…
At the same time.
Compared to the dangerous forbidden mountain, Tianyue Kingdom was much quieter.
Perhaps it was because the wolfhound had saved the human child back then, the people of Tianyue Kingdom did not fear the spirit beasts but rather became friendlier toward them.
