"Gray wolves are more than enough to deal with these ordinary soldiers!"
As Fang Qianyuan's wolves scattered and shattered the enemy formation in a single charge, he could not help growing thoughtful.
He knew that each of these gray wolves had combat strength above the third transformation. After being strengthened through fusion refinement, they had surpassed their own limits, reaching the fourth transformation or even higher.
Even true Spirit Tamers would struggle against them until they attained a certain level of cultivation.
A wolf pack sixty strong was comparable to an army. Even without divine abilities or spells, their bodies alone in close combat were far beyond anything those ordinary soldiers could handle.
How could an army of common men withstand demon beasts whose spirit bodies had hides as tough as iron sheets and whose claws and fangs could cleave metal and rend iron?
"Your Majesty, the guards are utterly finished!" an aide beside him warned.
Only then did the Pine Mountain King recover from his shock.
He looked around and said through gritted teeth, "All of you, attack with me!"
"Your Majesty, you must not! Our opponent is no nameless nobody. He is Young Master Fang, the Lord of a Thousand Miles who rose to fame recently. We are certainly no match for him!"
"Indeed! Though young, this man possesses strength at the very pinnacle of the human rank. We absolutely cannot meet him head-on!"
The Pine Mountain King grew furious at their advice. "Do not forget that he has come to wipe us out! Have you not heard what happened to the Blood Demon Gang?"
At the mention of the Blood Demon Gang, everyone fell silent.
Originally, they had known nothing of the Blood Demon Gang's existence. Over the past few months, however, news of its destruction had