It was as though it had sensed the presence of living creatures nearby.
The Corrupted Wolf Cub stopped gnawing. Its already-rotted neck twisted stiffly, and its bloodshot eyes, filled with bloodlust and madness, stared straight toward Liao Zixuan's location.
Then, just like every Abyss Creature, it charged at the Wolf Cub as though it had gone mad, wanting to tear into the flesh of the living.
Shirley, the Great Silver Wolf beside Liao Zixuan, instantly let out a dangerous growl from deep in her throat.
However, just as Shirley was about to rush forward and swat the Corrupted Wolf Cub away, Liao Zixuan stopped her.
The Wolf Cub simply stood there in silence, watching the other one charge toward him.
At twenty meters, the Corrupted Wolf Cub suddenly slowed down.
At ten meters, it seemed to realize what its current target was.
At five meters, the Corrupted Wolf Cub came to a complete stop.
A miraculous scene unfolded.
Perhaps because it had only just been born, the pollution it had suffered from the Abyssal Fall was not yet severe. Or perhaps the instinct in its bloodline told it that it could not attack the leader of its own tribe.
Although the Abyssal Fall could pollute a new living creature from a distance of only five meters, those five meters seemed like an insurmountable chasm to it.
The will of the Abyssal Fall made the cub take one step forward, but the remnant will engraved in the Wolf Tribe's bloodline made it retreat again, forbidding it from harming Liao Zixuan.
Caught between these two wills, the Corrupted Wolf Cub struggled painfully before Liao Zixuan.
But the good times did not last.
As time passed, the pollution grew heavier.
The will remaining in its bloodline was ultimately limited. It could not contend