"Awoo!"
Even Su Lin's eyes flashed with ghostlight and joy when he heard that wolf howl.
Because that unprecedentedly powerful howl meant that Little Lone Wolf had not met with any mishap even over the past century.
No matter what, as long as Little Lone Wolf remained alive, the Wolf Pack Civilization's hope remained alive.
Following closely behind, Su Lin and his group followed the surging army straight to the final battle zone three million miles from Earth.
"Hmm? Isn't this where the Wolf Master once fought a bloody battle against ten Starry Sky Venerables? Look over there—there's still the dried blood of the Mars Devil and Black Nine Venerable."
"Radiant Sun Seventh Son chose this place because he likely wants to crush their faith once more at the place where the Wolf Pack Civilization rose. Otherwise, a Wolf Pack Civilization capable of fighting until every last one of them dies is truly too difficult to deal with, especially when Earth is their homeland!"
"Sigh, if the Wolf Master were still here, even the Radiant Sun Tribe probably wouldn't dare march right up to their gates so openly!"
Countless species were filled with complicated thoughts!
Especially after that battle of the Wolf Master's, in which he had nearly slain and intimidated every Dominant Venerable Realm expert in the Radiant Sun Star System. Even after so many years, those factions still harbored lingering fear, as though the scene of that day's bloody slaughter of ten Venerables had never faded away! Boom! At this moment, a purple giant wolf more than seventy thousand meters tall stood in the air over one side of this former battlefield, his entire body covered in wounds!
Even his forehead bore a scar that ran from one side of his brow all the way to his wolf