Zhang Yu's words sent enormous waves surging through Liu Changxu's heart! No wonder Zhang Yu had been so courteous to him. This was the reason.
The werewolf race took its name from its wolf heads and human bodies. Bloodthirsty, savage, tightly organized, and formidable in battle, it was an exceptionally troublesome race among the stars. Though its overall strength fell short of the Human Race's, the gap was not large.
If, as Zhang Yu claimed, more than thirty Spirit Transformation werewolves had arrived, this truly was a catastrophe for the races of the Mysterious Yellow Star.
If the werewolf race really had that many Spirit Transformation cultivators, their only hope of victory lay in drawing the Azure Cloud Sect directly into the war.
After all, even the Ice Snow Sword Sect, the strongest power in the north, had only a dozen or so Spirit Transformation cultivators. The other northern sects had only a handful each. Without joining forces, they had no means of resisting.
Sure enough, strength was the foundation of status.
However, Liu Changxu did not answer Zhang Yu's question immediately. Instead, he asked:
"With something this serious happening, I will certainly report it to the sect master. But I still have some questions."
"Please go ahead, Fellow Daoist Liu!"
"Are there any Void Refinement Venerables among the Werewolf Race?"
Liu Changxu's question instantly plunged the cultivators present into silence. A trace of tension appeared on every face!
Zhang Yu's expression shifted several times at Liu Changxu's question, but he quickly recovered and said solemnly:
"Judging from our Grand Supreme Elder's investigations so far, there are no Void Refinement Venerables among the Werewolf Race. But we cannot rule out the possibility!"
"How strong is the demon race in the Far Northern Snowfield? How have the demons of the Western