"Should we make another trip to Black Wind Mountain?" Wang Tie Zhu asked. This was already the third time in nearly a month that he had suggested it.
Previously, everyone had joined forces to enter Black Wind Mountain four times. Each time had been proposed by Wang Tie Zhu, with Little Sable taking the lead. They had found some traces, but every expedition had ultimately returned empty-handed.
Two years ago, Little Sable seemed to have received some information. When Wang Tie Zhu suggested it again, she refused to set out.
So instinctively, everyone looked at Little Sable.
At that moment, Little Sable was squatting atop Lamborghini's head. Seeing everyone looking at her, she paused mid-lick of her tiny paw, shook her round little head, then lowered it and resumed licking.
Seeing this, no one asked again.
If something had truly happened, Little Sable would not stand idly by. Being willing to shake her head in response was already giving them face.
However, at that moment, Little Sable's expression abruptly changed. She raised her head toward the sky, every strand of white fur standing on end as a warning howl rang from her mouth.
"What's going on?" Wang Tie Zhu was startled.
Everyone's faces changed sharply as well, and they all looked up at the sky.
When they looked up, the once-clear sky was covered in rolling dark clouds in the blink of an eye, as though an enormous black curtain had rapidly unfurled from the horizon.
The clouds churned violently like surging, tempestuous waves, piling layer upon layer to form a vast, boundless "sea hanging upside down." The sight was both magnificent and terrifying, as though the heavens might collapse at any moment.
"You thieving scum from Southern Jambudvipa have bullied the Heavenly Wolf Tribe beyond all measure! Come out