"No reinforcements..."
Hearing such words, the Cultivators in the city all turned ashen in an instant.
"Why?"
"Is our Sect going to abandon us?"
Two powerful beings from the Sacred Lands looked quite bad. They had just left the city to take part in a dangerous skirmish.
Now covered in blood and bearing numerous wounds, they had thought that all they needed to do was to hold on a little longer and reinforcements would arrive.
But at this moment, upon learning that no reinforcements would come, everyone's face showed a feeling of utter despair.
"No! Impossible! I am the Little Wolf King of the Silver Wolf Clan! My father would never fail to send someone to save me!"
Suddenly, the Little Wolf King shouted in the crowd. In front of him stood a Silver Wolf Clan expert who had also just received a transmission from the Silver Wolf Clan.
