Crack, crack, crack—
The soft sword scraped against the hard ground, sparking brilliantly, strikingly visible in the pitch-black night.
Lin Zifeng sneered, raising his arm to point directly at the lead wolf.
His lips barely curled, revealing a massive killing intent.
This is a clash between the human race king and the beast wolf king.
Man and beast ignited in warfare.
The lead wolf's gaze shone with greed, bloodlust, soul-crushing light, its forearm slightly bent, crimson wolf eyes fixed intently on Lin Zifeng.
Lin Zifeng leaped down from the cliff above the mountainside.
Two lone wolves charged at him and were instantly sliced in two by the swift soft sword, severed at the waist, blood rain fervently saturating the sky.
The dreadful wolf howls tore through the heavens.
"Howl, howl—!"
The lead wolf opened its mouth, letting out two long howls skyward, just as Lin Zifeng blinked it charged rapidly, so fast it was almost indistinguishable.
