Chapter 660

After hearing Little Fellow's voice, the panicked members of Butian Pavilion instinctively turned to look at him, and their eyes lit up in unison.

That was right. They still had Brat on their side, a powerhouse so strong they could not even see the depths of him! They were only a few mutated wolves. What was there to be afraid of?!

Maybe they would soon become Brat's food again.

After all, scenes just like this had already happened more than a dozen times before their eyes.

There probably would not be any accident this time either, right?

"Little Junior Brother, are you confident?" After spending these past few days together, the Butian Pavilion Senior Sister, who already knew Little Fellow's habits and preferences very well, kept wary of the mutated wolf pack closing in before them while asking him in a low voice, her heart pounding.

"Don't worry. They're all my ingredients." Little Fellow patted his own little chest until it thumped, then directly formed hand seals. At once, countless golden runes surfaced around him, and waves of terrifying spiritual energy spread from his tiny body. At the same time, a powerful pressure rolled out in all directions.

"Awooo!"

The wolf pack that had been surrounding the Butian Pavilion group instantly sensed danger, fear showing in pairs of wolf eyes.

However, before they could act, an incomparably terrifying, enormous black dragon claw appeared out of thin air, instantly seized the leader among the mutated wolves, and crushed it to death.

Seeing their leader die just like that, the mutated wolves were all stunned for a moment. Once they came back to their senses, they howled "awoo" and fled wildly in every direction, many even charging straight into the Divine Cave.

"Tsk, tsk. No matter how many times I see it,