Here, the ancient trees tower into the clouds like giants, their dense branches and leaves interlaced to form a canopy that blocks out the sun. Only faint, fragmented shards of sunlight struggle through the layers of greenery, painting irregular spots of light on the moss-covered, leaf-strewn ground. The humid air is thick with the scent of damp earth, mingled with the musty odor of rotting leaves and decaying wood, underscored by a faint, elusive tang of blood and wild ferocity.
Prince of Shicheng Hua Tianxiong, carrying a long sword on his back and dressed in black martial attire, advances with steady, resolute steps. His gaze is sharp, missing no minute movement in his surroundings. Just as he is focusing entirely on his path, a rustling sound suddenly erupts from the grass a kilometer to his right. In an instant, his nerves tighten, his body crouches, and like a leopard about to spring, he fixes his eyes on the swaying brush.
"Awoo!" With a deafening roar, a massive, multi-colored brown wolf lunges from the grass. It is a sturdy beast, like a moving mountain, ten meters long and eight meters tall, its muscles rippling with every movement, manifesting unparalleled strength. The flame-like patterns on its hide appear all the more brilliant and eerie in the dappled light, as if they were a deadly camouflage gifted by nature. Its blood-red eyes burn like fire, filled with wild, murderous desire, and its sharp fangs, like daggers, glint with a chilling coldness.
Chapter 866