The Snow Wolf died, its body torn apart by lightning. Shards of flesh and blood rained across a hundred miles of land, red blood against white ice, a startling sight.
Though the incident had happened suddenly, it had made quite a commotion. Before long, Bai Yang sensed powerful auras rising across the vast ice field, while wolf howls rang out one after another as they rushed toward him.
The first to arrive was a black wolf, its enormous body a full fifteen kilometers long, like a mountain. Black energy surged around it, fierce and grim.
It was a black wolf in the Human King Realm. When it reached the area and saw the Snow Wolf's shattered remains, its pupils contracted. It stared at Bai Yang, not daring to act rashly.
The next moment, several streaks of light shot through the sky and hovered in the air. They were giant wolves about the same size as the black wolf, among them a Green Wolf, a Gray Wolf, a Blood Wolf...
At the same time, the ground trembled. In the distance, wolf packs surged toward them like a tide. Their howls were shrill and desolate, echoing across heaven and earth.
This was a world of wolves, and the wolf packs ruled this ice field.
Perhaps the Snow Wolf's death had been too brutal. The wolves gathering there did not immediately charge at Bai Yang. They watched him warily, their gazes bloodthirsty, as if desperately suppressing their instinct to kill.
Bai Yang glanced at the wolves ahead. Feeling a powerful aura lock onto him, he looked up toward the depths of the ice field and smiled. "Wolf Emperor, is this how you treat your guests?"
A voice as mighty as Heaven's Might rang out from deep within the ice field. "Bai Yang, you