After transforming into a silver giant, Tang Luo's hair had completely fallen out, rendering his silvery grey head polished and shiny under the sunlight, resembling a large iron ball. Regardless of how much it looked like an iron ball, no one thought it was a good idea to willingly stick their heads into the mouth of a wolf.
The Blood Poison Wolf, as one of the most dangerous spiritual beasts in the Wilderness, was notorious for its poisonous fangs. Even a mere scratch that barely pierced the skin was enough to inject its deadly poison, let alone a bite that penetrated the arteries.
The worst part was, no one knew when the poison would strike. Some warriors, bitten by a Blood Poison Wolf, fell ill within just a few days, becoming scared of water and fire, and in the worst cases, paralysed and suffocated by just a gust of wind, leading to death.
As for the head, a place close to the brain, if bitten by a wolf, it was certain that Tang Luo wouldn't escape unscathed.
