By the time the young man arrived at the location, the first thing he saw was the little girl from just before.
She was standing in the void, with several people lying on the ground.
The youth swallowed hard.
He recognized those people... No, they were not people.
All of them were creatures of this mountain who had cultivated to take on human form.
Usually domineering and wicked to the core.
For little demons like him, they were no match; if he ran into them and luck wasn't on his side, death at their hands was the only outcome.
Chuzheng descended from the air and kicked one of the people lying on the ground, who 'swooshed' back into its original form, becoming a jackal.
Chuzheng: "..."
A wolf!!
This damn thing dares to rob me!
Do you think you can rob me?
Even if you're a wolf, it won't work! Who isn't a werewolf!
Chuzheng suddenly looked in the direction where the young man was hiding.
Swoosh——
The young man crawled into the bushes, his heart pounding like a drum.
