With a furious roar from the nearly hundred-thousand-year-old Silver Moon Saint King, a vast silver Soul Power barrier rapidly spread from its body. Behind it, a hazy, hundred-meter wolf phantom flickered into view, bearing the same moon-white mark on its forehead-its innate skill, Moon Wolf Guard!
The wolves behind it unleashed the same skill. Barriers of every size rapidly fused together, swelling into a colossal silver shield three to four hundred meters across.
The wolf phantom gradually solidified, like a king among wolves standing atop a mountain, howling as it surveyed all challengers below. Countless scars bore the weathering of sun and moon, wind and frost, while its imposing presence radiated fierce resolve and savage wildness.
The sword rain poured down. Thousands upon thousands of swords struck the wolf-shaped barrier, producing only the metallic sounds of clang... clang... clang.
Finally, boom, boom, boom... Violent explosions erupted, sending powerful currents of air racing in every direction.
The individual swords of an area attack were somewhat lacking in their ability to breach defenses. However numerous they were, their armor-piercing power within any given moment fell far short of a single colossal strike.
Even so, the wolf king had underestimated the Seven Kill Sword Formation. Starlight Annihilation: Greedy Wolf still suppressed the wolves' barrier.
As the barrier was battered smaller and smaller, the combined strength of nearly a hundred silver wolves condensed within it into a colossal silver wolf howling at the moon.
Its enormous, hill-sized jaws slowly opened. A vast, tragic howl surged straight toward the starry sky, and immense ripples of sound swept upward through the swords. Wherever they passed, everything crumbled into powder and scattered flecks of starlight.
The sound waves even surged several thousand meters into the air. With a tremendous bang, they seemed to strike something, forcibly exposing