South Ridge was an endless stretch of mountains. Even hovering in the air, one could not see where the peaks ended.
Zhan Kong, speeding through the sky, looked up at the heavens. Clouds had gathered, making the whole world seem even darker and lonelier.
This heavy night was perfectly suited to Leng Qing of the Shadow Element.
The darkness in the mountain forest ran even deeper, which made the figures slipping past even harder to detect.
The wolf pack slept. Leng Qing followed the shadow marks she had left last time on the two Infant Stage Winged Azure Wolves. Crossing peak after peak, she arrived at a relatively gentle area.
The marks were just ahead. Through the Sound-Probing Magic Artifact Bai Mo had lent her, Leng Qing did not detect any giant creatures up ahead, nor did the unique aura belonging to a Commander drift through the air.
This indicated that the Winged Azure Wolf was not beside its children, or that the two Infant Stage Winged Azure Wolves had tired themselves out playing and fallen asleep on the spot.
They were the future kings of this mountain range. No magic wolf would dare offend them.
Because of that, the forest in this area seemed empty, but through the Sound-Probing Magic Artifact and her own senses, Leng Qing discovered something.
Three Bone-Spiked Fierce Wolves were lying in wait in three different positions, watching over the two young Winged Azure Wolves!
It seemed that if she wanted to take away these two Winged Azure Wolf Cubs without a sound, she would first have to deal with these three crown prince guards.
If it had been daytime, this would have been troublesome for Leng Qing. Three Commander Level creatures—killing them silently in a mountain forest crawling with wolves would be very difficult.