Zheng Ming looked at the elder, his eyes flashed a hint of coldness. He was ready to grab the elder directly for interrogation!
No matter what, he was letting these good children cultivate such a deadly technique, which was a great sin. But just as he was about to appear, he heard a sound breaking through the air from the void.
The originally sorrowful elder suddenly stood up from the ground upon hearing this sound, his eyes filled with determination.
Flying from the void was a giant wolf, entirely golden, three zhang tall, moving with an immovable mountain-like presence.
The cultivation level of this giant wolf, according to Zheng Ming's estimation, was no less than the Sub-Saint Peak.
"Greetings, Golden Wolf Lord," the elder respectfully saluted after hesitating when he saw the golden giant wolf.
The golden giant wolf snorted, not allowing the elder to rise, and said coldly, "Is everything prepared?"
