Winter passed and spring came; in the blink of an eye, more than three months had gone by.
In the dark hall, two demon shadows convened once more.
"The end of the Desolate Wilderness is the Mountain and Sea Demon Country, and that wilderness is vast and endless, with no terrain to hide in. I've asked around, and there have been no human appearances in the Mountain and Sea Demon Country."
"Then he didn't go northward."
"Apart from this, traces of human habitation were found deep in the mountains."
"So does that mean Song Yan is living deep in the mountains?" the giant wolf growled, its fur twitching like needle pricks, saliva dripping from its fangs showing its impatience.
"Perhaps, perhaps not." The red-robed fox humanely extended its sharp claws, massaging its brow, "This human must have some other destiny, otherwise I can't understand how he could have processed the Changwang Tiger Blood."
"Once we catch him, everything will become clear." The giant wolf grinned fiercely.
