Upon seeing the crystal, Zhao Fu smiled and put it away for now, intending to explore the temple first before forcibly fusing with the Berserk Werewolf Crystal.
The power emanating from this Berserk Werewolf Crystal was immensely strong. If he fused with its power, he would definitely become dozens of times stronger than the berserk werewolves he had encountered before. This was what Zhao Fu wanted, because only then could he awaken the foreign-race Imperial Star.
With Lang Qili in tow, he continued deeper inside.
In the end, the two arrived before the doors of the main hall. A three-headed Demon Wolf over twenty meters tall still guarded the entrance, radiating an immensely powerful aura. Its strength surpassed that of an ordinary Saint Realm expert.
But only barely. It still posed no danger to Zhao Fu; his cultivation alone had already reached the Heavenly Human Realm.
"Awoo!"
The three-headed Demon Wolf charged fiercely at the two of them with a terrifying aura, carrying an intense sense of oppression.
Lang Qili felt somewhat afraid before such a dreadful Demon Wolf, but nestled against Zhao Fu's chest, she felt incomparably safe. The fear in her heart vanished, and she gently wrapped her arms around Zhao Fu, revealing a captivating smile.
Facing the charging Demon Wolf, Zhao Fu stood motionless with a relaxed expression. He extended one hand toward it, and the chains in his left eye began to spin rapidly.
Clang! Clang! Clang...
Chains clattered as one iron chain after another shot toward the Demon Wolf with immense force, swiftly binding it. The wolf struggled furiously, yet could not break free in the slightest. Its three heads glared at Zhao Fu in rage.
Zhao Fu did not kill the Demon Wolf, as he felt it would be quite suitable to tame and