The light curtain sparkled, towering majestically.
Demon Wolves surged like a tide, waves rising one after another.
A fierce battle of attack and defense unfolded among the mountain gorges.
"Senior Brother, I'm going now, take good care of Huan 'Er for me!"
"Junior Brother Ruan!"
Cheng Yan's eyes nearly split with rage as he watched helplessly as Ruan Jing, the sect leader dubbed the central pillar of the Luo Yun Sect, was engulfed by the raging beast tide.
When he plunged into the wolf pack, there was first a moment of calm, followed by a burst of boundless light.
The force of the self-detonation brightened much of the night sky.
Atop Thousand Leaves Peak, Han Zhan watched this scene coldly, lips pressed tightly, teeth clenched as if they might shatter.
Standing in the void, with the bright moon as his backdrop, Ao Xiao revealed a radiant smile.
"Friend, up to this moment, do you think it was you who had me tied up, or I who had you?"
