The vast Gobi Desert of the Great Qin Empire was swept by sandstorms.
This place was desolate and dead silent.
Accompanied by the howling of the fierce wind, a series of rapid beastly galloping footsteps could be heard from afar.
To the west, clusters of silvery-white figures appeared on the horizon.
These white dots, like clouds in the sky, were advancing at an extremely fast pace, charging towards the rocky forest in the distance.
In a sentry tower within the rocky forest.
A disciple of the Asura Hall on guard spotted the movement and shouted in disbelief, "Wolves, it's a wolf pack!"
Cang Liu, who was lying on a chair with his eyes closed, dozing off, was disturbed and immediately cursed, "Shut up! It's just a wolf pack, what's all the fuss about?"
For cultivators of their level, wild wolves were like ants, easily crushed by the dozen with a single stomp. What was there to be afraid of?
"They're not ordinary wolves, they're Howling Moon Silver Wolves!" the disciple replied, swallowing hard.
"Impossible, why would Howling Moon Silver Wolves appear here? They know this is Asura Hall's territory, how dare they invade."
Cang Liu grumbled, slowly getting up from his chair to observe.
He looked out and saw a dense mass, their surging demonic energy reaching for the sky, their might awe-inspiring!
They were the size of calves, covered in silver fur, with crescent moon markings on their foreheads shimmering with divine light. They were indeed Howling Moon Silver Wolves.
There were over a thousand of them. Had the entire pack come out?
Cang Liu looked closer and saw three people riding among the wolf pack.
One woman was striking, clad in bright red leather armor, her wine-red hair flying in the wind like the clouds at the edge of the sky.
One girl was fresh and refined, like a fairy descended to the mortal realm, captivating the heart.
And then there was a man, ordinary and unremarkable...
No, this man looked somewhat familiar.
Cang Liu's pupils dilated instantly, and the tragic scene of his good brothers Wen San and Wen Si being crushed by a single palm flashed through his mind, filling him with fear.
"Ji Mo, it's that devil Ji Mo!"
Cang Liu couldn't help but shout, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Sixth Brother, what's wrong? You're not afraid of so many Howling Moon Silver Wolves, why are you afraid of a mere mortal?"
The disciple asked, full of confusion.
He saw no trace of spiritual energy fluctuations on the young man and didn't understand what Cang Liu was afraid of.
"You know nothing, hurry up and send a message to the hall, tell them the enemy is attacking."
In Cang Liu's eyes, no amount of Howling Moon Silver Wolves could compare to the terror of Ji Mo.
The charging Howling Moon Silver Wolf pack stopped at the edge of the rocky forest.
"Mr. Ji, this is the territory of the Asura Hall."
The Howling Moon Silver Wolf beneath Ji Mo spoke human words, it was Yao Weiwei's voice.
She felt extremely honored to be Ji Mo's mount.
Ji Mo jumped down from Yao Weiwei and surveyed the rocky forest before him.
The rocks were jagged, the boulders rugged, and a dense fog permeated the air, carrying a suffocating, pungent odor.
Faintly visible, white bones were scattered everywhere, and corpses could be seen at every turn, like a living hell.
Without a doubt, this was a dead land, a death zone with no return.
Hua Tianxiang, with her heroic and spirited demeanor, approached Ji Mo and said, "This miasma is highly poisonous, I'm afraid we can't enter."
The pervasive miasma was the natural barrier of the rocky forest. One had to consume the special antidote pills made by the Asura Hall to pass through safely.
Although the Howling Moon Silver Wolves had powerful physiques, if they rashly entered, they would likely not last long before succumbing to the poison.
The white bones they saw now were of those creatures that had mistakenly entered, all of whom had perished within.
"I happen to have prepared many antidote pills, which should be able to neutralize the miasma's poison."
Ji Mo took out several porcelain bottles and had Yao Weiwei and Hua Tianxiang distribute them to the Howling Moon Silver Wolf pack.
"What, Ji Mo is leading the Howling Moon Silver Wolf tribe to attack?"
Kuí Shé, upon receiving the news, was first stunned, then ecstatic, and couldn't help but laugh to the heavens.
He hadn't even sent out the message threatening Ji Mo yet, and this fellow had come to court death.
How naive! Did he really think he could run rampant in the Asura Hall with a pack of Howling Moon Silver Wolves?
That's right, the Howling Moon Silver Wolf tribe was fearsome, but unfortunately, they had declined.
It was said that the entire tribe hadn't produced a Demon Emperor in thousands of years. How could they contend with the Asura Hall now?
"Since this Ji fellow has come to our doorstep, it's the perfect opportunity to capture him alive. After forcing out the secret of awakening his special physique, I will carve him up piece by piece in front of Black Rose."
The thought of this scene excited Kuí Shé. Black Rose's heartbroken expression at that time would surely be exquisitely beautiful.
"Let's go, capture that Ji fellow alive, and share the spoils together."
Kuí Shé spoke, inviting the elders to accompany him.
"Mr. Ji has come to save Black Rose, what should I do?"
Bai Xiong pondered in secret.
He did not wish to be an enemy of Ji Mo and was thinking of how to help him.
Several elders who had received favors from Ji Mo quickly made their choices.
They were not ungrateful people and would not oppose Ji Mo, but they dared not betray the Asura Hall and chose to remain neutral.
Seeing that Bai Xiong and the other six elders did not follow him, Kuí Shé was somewhat surprised and said with a sinister smile, "Everyone, if you don't contribute now, when I capture Ji Mo alive and force out the method of awakening his physique, you won't get a share."
After saying this, he let out a cold snort and led the other four elders towards the rocky forest.
With the strength of the five of them, they could easily sweep through the Howling Moon Silver Wolf tribe.
"Sixth Brother, do you think these Howling Moon Silver Wolves will attack?"
Inside the sentry tower, the Asura Hall disciple was uneasy.
"Coward, rest assured. As long as the Howling Moon Silver Wolves aren't brainless, they won't come in to die. Without our Asura Hall's special antidote, anyone below the Emperor realm will surely die if they contract the miasma poison."
Cang Liu said with great certainty.
He had absolute confidence in the toxicity of the rocky forest's miasma and had never heard of an outsider being able to break it.
The Howling Moon Silver Wolf tribe had no Emperor realm experts. Forcing their way in would be seeking death, so there was no need to worry.
As soon as Cang Liu finished speaking, a roar that shook the heavens and earth echoed.
The Howling Moon Silver Wolf tribe seemed to be preparing to attack.
After consuming Ji Mo's antidote pills, the Howling Moon Silver Wolves glowed with dazzling divine light, and many even broke through their realms on the spot, their auras surging.
Ji Mo raised his left hand, and the Moon God Ring on his little finger flowed with brilliant moonlight.
The moonlight flowed like water, cascading onto all the Howling Moon Silver Wolves present.
Roar, roar, roar...
The entire Howling Moon Silver Wolf pack seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, roaring to the sky, their eyes blood-red, their fur emitting dazzling silver light.
"The moonlight dancing at your fingertips is our tribe's eternal faith."
All the Howling Moon Silver Wolves stared at the moonlight on Ji Mo's hand, their blood boiling.
"Kill!"
Ji Mo's arm fell heavily.
Cang Liu's face was filled with despair, his enlarged pupils reflecting a vast expanse of silvery-white rushing like a tide.