"What? Who are they?"
"Saint... Saint Star Position experts?"
"Great, we're saved, sav—sob sob sob!"
"Quiet! Shut up!"
"Third Brother, what are you doing? These White-Eyed Wolves are far too troublesome. Even if we manage to kill our way out in the end, at least half of us will die. The number of casualties among the younger generation will likely be even greater."
"Then half will die. Even if ninety percent die, we must not provoke them."
"Why... Hiss! Why are there so many Saint Star Position experts? Could my eyes be playing tricks on me?"
On the outskirts of Tian Lian Mountain, a Lineage training party of thirty people was currently being besieged by roughly a hundred white giant wolves.
These creatures were called White-Eyed Wolves. They were merely King-tier Star Beasts, and even their wolf king had only just entered the Imperial Star Beast rank.
Yet the wolf pack was simply too large, leaving them utterly unable to resist.
Just when they were at their most desperate, they were drawn over by waves of powerful auras.
When they instinctively turned to look, the conversation from moments ago took place.
These people's cultivation was simply too weak.
They believed they had spoken very quietly, never realizing that in the eyes of High-level Heavenly Venerate Realm experts and Saint Star Position experts, they were merely covering their ears while stealing a bell.
Especially after hearing what they said, all four hundred or so people felt as though they wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Damn it, what nonsense are these people spouting?"
"I-I-I... I'm only at the Fourth-tier Saint Star Position. I'm just cannon fodder, that's all. Is there really any need for them to be so shocked?"
"Didn't they say the Great Northern Wasteland had many experts? Why