"Awooo!"
The wolf demon, unwilling to be trapped, roared furiously.
It pushed its bloodline power to the limit, emitting a howl that didn't belong to it.
Simultaneously, the invisible pressure from its distant ancestor pierced through the Filthy Prison from all directions, sweeping towards the Great Elder, aiming to strike him mentally, seeking a chance to win.
"Hmph!"
The Great Elder snorted coldly, a sharp ripple emanating from him as it clashed with the immense pressure of the wolf demon's ancestor, both dissipating into nothingness.
As a cultivator above the Perfect Dao Foundation, the Great Elder's status was higher, naturally not suppressed by its ancestral bloodline.
Seeing the Great Elder having the upper hand against the wolf demon, the members of the Corpse-Driving Sect felt their spirits lifted.
"The Great Elder was unrivaled in talent back in the day, comparable to the sect leader Three Corpses Daoist, known as the twin stars of the sect.
