Encountering the Three Pure Ones

Amid an unbroken stretch of mountains, wolf corpses lay scattered in every direction, while two streaks of light clashed above the range.

Boom!

A figure slammed into a towering mountain, causing the entire peak to collapse in an instant.

"Who exactly are you? What grudge do you have against my Moon-Devouring Sky Wolf clan?"

From the rubble, a white-haired, red-eyed young man covered in blood staggered out and roared at the person in the sky.

He was the current patriarch of the Moon-Devouring Sky Wolf clan. He had once followed the previous patriarch and fought alongside the Qilin clan across countless battlefields. Had he not suffered severe injuries during that great war, he would not have been reduced to such a sorry state.

"No grudges, no grievances. I merely saw that your clansmen carried too much karmic sin, so I cleaned up some trash."

The voice from the sky belonged to none other than Chen Yu.

Having been taught by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Nuwa, and Fuxi for over a hundred years, and having undergone several successive transformations, he still could not defeat a Daluo Golden Immortal, but he could at least travel through the Prehistoric World.

Although Chen Yu had come out to gain experience, he only traveled near Mount Buzhou. It was not that he did not wish to explore elsewhere; the Prehistoric World was simply too vast. Traveling to distant places would take an enormous amount of time just for the journey.

The Moon-Devouring Sky Wolves before him were the first Prehistoric World race he had encountered on his travels. Bloodthirsty by nature, they should originally have been completely wiped out during the war among the dragon, phoenix, and Qilin clans.

However, the Moon-Devouring Sky Wolves were equally cunning. They had kept part of their clan hidden