As Yuk Yaorao finished speaking, the ground suddenly trembled, and amid the swirling airwaves, Lu Ye's figure was seen soaring into the sky, directly crashing into the enormous demon cloud.
"This..." Yuk Yaorao was stunned. She had clearly warned Lu Ye to be cautious of the opponent's sinister Demon Origin, but Lu Ye obviously didn't take it to heart. It was unclear whether he was overconfident or arrogant.
But Yuk Yaorao quickly realized it wasn't arrogance, because fierce sounds of a battle soon emanated from within the demon cloud. Initially, the Cerulean Wolf Race's roars were full of power and might, but in just three breaths, they turned into exclamations and low cries, followed by mournful wails.
A few breaths later, the vast demon cloud dispersed with a bang, leaving a figure standing in mid-air, holding a knife in one hand and a giant wolf head in the other. The wolf's eyes were wide open, brimming with terror, displaying a look of death with unclosed eyes.
