The wolf demon's aura was formidable. It had reached the Eleventh Level of Qi Gathering, making it a force to be reckoned with in this stretch of snowy plains.
The few Demon Beasts watching it from afar, however, were only at Late Qi Gathering.
As the saying went, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Though wounded and weaker than it had been at its peak, the wolf demon was also more vicious in this state. It remained exceedingly dangerous.
That was what gave the other Demon Beasts pause. None wanted to be the first to provoke the wolf demon, only to let the others eyeing it hungrily reap the rewards.
And so they reached an unspoken understanding: they would trail the wolf demon from a distance, as they were doing now, and wait until its wounds worsened and its strength waned before making a move.
This silent hunt continued for roughly another day. When the wolf demon entered a valley, it seemed unable to drag its badly wounded body any farther and slumped beneath a rock wall.
"Huff—huff—"
White mist streamed from its mouth. As time passed, its breathing grew heavier, then gradually more rapid.
"Awooo... hack!—"
Only after coughing up a mouthful of thick black blood did the wolf demon's body finally go still following several violent shudders.
Its aura had now sunk to rock bottom. It no longer even had the strength to stand on its own.
That was when the Demon Beasts that had followed it all the way here, long eager to act, made their move.
Without much communication, the four Demon Beasts slowly approached from the north and south, closing off the wolf demon's paths forward and back.
"Grr... grr..."
The wolf demon kept growling, but in its current state, that only