A month had passed since the battle on the snowy night.
Inside the Kunlun Secret Realm, all was calm, and peace reigned over all the seas.
At this moment,
Zhou Daniu, who was seated in meditation, suddenly had various phantom images swirling above his head.
Among these illusions were enchanting women throwing themselves into his arms, and there were also jackals, wolves, and fierce tigers watching intently.
But no matter how the phantoms changed, Zhou Daniu was like a rock amid the raging waves, unmoved.
moments later.
Strands of golden light began to emanate from Zhou Daniu's body. The light was not as dazzling as before, but it radiated a very soft and tenacious glow.
At the same time, the Blood of the Wolf God that Zhou Daniu had obtained in the War Wolf Secret Realm began to stir and entangle with the golden light, gradually merging into one.
After a good while,
there was a crisp snapping sound.
