Tianxuan Peak, rear mountain.
This was a desolate valley seldom visited by human feet. Steep cliffs rose on both sides, while jagged boulders littered the valley floor amid rampant weeds.
The cliffs blocked the sunlight, allowing it to reach the valley bottom only at noon. Most days, the place was dim and frigid; even birds and beasts were unwilling to linger here for long.
Yet at this moment, dull impacts and deep snarls echoed from within the valley.
Boom—
A millstone-sized boulder exploded on cue, sending shattered stones flying in every direction.
A burly man stood amid the rubble, bare from the waist up. Dust and sweat covered his bronze skin, which gleamed with a metallic luster beneath the faint light.
His fists were tightly clenched, his knuckles thick and prominent, like iron hammers tempered through a thousand blows.
Opposite him stood a massive Iron-Backed Gray Wolf.
The Iron-Backed Gray Wolf was as large as a calf, its entire body covered in stiff iron-gray fur. The mane along its spine stood upright like steel needles, while a pair of dark green eyes fixed viciously on the prey before it. Viscous drool continuously dripped from its mouth.
Its hind legs bent slightly, its front paws scraping against the ground, ready to pounce at any moment.
This was an adult Iron-Backed Gray Wolf. It possessed combat strength comparable to a Fourth Layer of Qi Casting martial artist. Its hide was thick, its flesh tough, its strength immense, and its speed extremely fast.
The rear mountains of every peak in the Guiyuan Sect housed many demonic beasts, making them ideal opponents for Inner Disciples to improve their combat experience.
Of course, if one lacked sufficient strength, accidents could also happen.
Thus, those who dared to come to the rear mountain on their own