Within minutes of Su Changsheng sending the signal.
Streams of demon aura abruptly arrived.
It was the Werewolf Shui Huan and the other yao, hurrying over.
Behind them, an overwhelming sharpness mingled with rage and brutality surged over as well.
It blanketed the wilderness, shaking heaven and earth.
The Wolf King's enormous figure slowly emerged. He first glanced at Su Changsheng and the Black Eagle King, who lay limp on the ground, then examined the trail Su Changsheng had left as he slithered here.
The trail was covered in scarlet blood.
Traces of battle were scattered farther away, and the auras of two Yao Humans could faintly be sensed.
"Yin Palace!"
The Wolf King's eyes were blood-red, his murderous intent fully exposed.
A long scar was visible on his body, its deepest point piercing straight through his spine.
Although it was not bleeding, it still gave off a dense, distorted aura, making the flesh there constantly sprout slick, contaminated tissue like tentacles.
The Wolf King was also seriously wounded.
The yao were secretly alarmed.
They truly could not imagine how massive a hunting force the Yin Palace had deployed to wound the mighty lord of the Wolf Pack so badly.
But this also showed that the Yin Palace's strength absolutely could not be underestimated.
"Fortunately, the White Snake King intervened in time, and his vitality stopped draining away. The Black Eagle King's life has been saved. However, he cannot move on his own for now and will need some time to recuperate."
"As for the White Snake King... his injuries are also serious. His chest has caved in, and his tail vertebrae are broken. Combined with his failure to treat himself promptly, his injuries aren't fatal, but he has lost too much blood. He had best avoid fighting for the