The Wolf King nodded, took a deep breath, and resolutely stepped onto the stone steps.
Having seen the situation of those nine people with his own eyes, he was especially careful, constantly paying attention to his own changes.
Qin Feiyang and Fatty's eyes were also fixed on him, not leaving for a moment.
One step!
Two steps!
When reaching the twentieth step, the Wolf King distinctly sensed something inside him slipping away.
He knew that what was slipping away was his lifespan.
But he did not flinch, tightened his grip on the rib bone in hand, and continued to walk upwards.
As he advanced step by step, the situation of those nine people also happened to him.
The white fur on his body, initially bright and shimmering.
At this moment, was gradually dulling.
The skin also seemed to lose moisture, slowly withering.
When he reached the hundredth step, the fur had begun to fall off, and the bright eyes also became cloudy.
But the rib bone in his paw showed no reaction.
