The finger bone reeked of a heavy stench and blood.
Ying Huaixu slashed out with his sword again.
But this time, instead of knocking the finger bone back, he was locked in a stalemate with it.
Although the stalemate lasted only a moment, the Werewolf had already vanished.
After finally cleaving the finger bone apart completely, Ying Huaixu clicked on the map to track him.
The Werewolf's brow was now furrowing even more tightly.
"How is this guy more sensitive than my nose?"
The Werewolf was speechless. He actually couldn't shake Ying Huaixu.
Most importantly, the Werewolf didn't dare fight Ying Huaixu now.
He might appear to have the upper hand.
But despite unleashing so many Divine Abilities, he had never actually touched this human.
Even when he did make contact, his attacks only struck the human's shield.
What baffled the Werewolf most was that this human, despite being human, possessed such vast Spiritual Power that it was even more terrifying than his own as a Demonic Beast.
Moreover, when this guy went all out, that blood-colored restorative Magic Treasure couldn't keep up with the rate at which he inflicted damage at all.
Wolves were all cunning.
They wouldn't let prey they could defeat escape.
As for opponents he couldn't beat, he would never get tangled up with them.
That was also why he had survived until now.
But suddenly, the Demonic Wolf sensed that the snowy weather had abruptly disappeared.
The Werewolf even twitched his nose.
The distinctive fruity fragrance on that human was gone too.
"Did he give up?"
The Werewolf muttered to himself, but he still didn't let his guard down.
He fled madly once more.
But before long, the Demonic Wolf looked as though he had seen a ghost.
At some point, Ying Huaixu had already