Waiting to be hit is never in Zheng Ming's nature, especially after hearing that the Heavenly Wolf Clan still has Ancient Saints. Zheng Ming was already preparing to see for himself.
Therefore, he didn't pay any attention to the old man's lamentations and strode towards the Heavenly Wolf Clan's territory.
Compared to the Nine-Headed Lion's territory, the area occupied by the Heavenly Wolf Clan is more than ten times larger, and those sparse flowers and plants have started to become dense.
Having large areas of flowers and plants in this chaos is definitely a treasure land, and the Heavenly Wolf Clan's acquisition of such a treasure was naturally due to their strength.
When Zheng Ming approached the Sky Wolf tribe's territory, a silver giant wolf was crouching on a mountain peak, his eyes flashing with cold light.
"Human, this is not a place for you to come," the silver giant wolf looked at Zheng Ming, his voice filled with contempt.
