Deeper into the area, a sudden eruption of an ancient and powerful aura, intimidating all creatures with its bloodline breath, startled heaven and earth.
"Is this... the aura of a King?"
Chen Yu's mind trembled uncontrollably.
He had only felt this sensation from the Silent Blood Valley Master before.
In the darkness, he seemed to see a huge, decaying black skeleton deep in the depths.
The transcendent aura burst forth from there.
Roar!
The Night Winged Wolf emitted a sharp, chilling howl, its bloodline aura growing stronger.
The sudden burst of overpowering strength enveloped it, rapidly recovering from its weakened state as if returning to its peak!
"Is this the power left by the 'Old Wolf King'? It can momentarily restore its peak strength."
A hint of gravity colored the clown's expression.
Buzz!
A crimson streak suddenly split open on the brow of the Night Winged Wolf, revealing an eyeball inside.
"Mutated Night Winged Wolf!"
