"Awooo..."
The sudden howl of a wolf instantly echoed throughout the Cave Heaven of Wuzhuang Temple.
Under the bright night sky.
A huge white wolf suddenly appeared, swallowing more than half of the round moon in its mouth.
At this moment.
All the disciples in Wuzhuang Temple couldn't help but raise their heads to look at the sky in astonishment.
In the pavilions and waterside areas.
In the high pavilion.
Zhenyuan, wearing a bright yellow monk's robe, also opened his eyes, and looked up to the sky in surprise, "Eh, there's still some residual bloodline..."
Within an unremarkable bedroom.
Lu Fei did not know about the anomaly happening outside caused by him.
He was immersed in the joy of the initial creation of a Golden Core, making an effort to soothe the tumultuous spiritual energy within his Dantian and body, stabilizing his cultivation state.
Outside the bedroom.
Under the Ba Xian Table.
