Ye Qing never imagined that the werewolf statue could actually move. Upon seeing this scene, he subconsciously rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he might be experiencing an illusion. However, no matter how he rubbed his eyes, the fact remained that the werewolf was slowly walking over towards him.
"What's going on?" Ye Qing couldn't help but exclaim softly, but at this moment, there was certainly no one who could answer him. Watching the werewolf getting closer and closer, Ye Qing suddenly leaped up, raised the Tianzhu Sword in his hand, and slashed at the werewolf statue.
Although Ye Qing couldn't quite comprehend this scene, he knew very well that if he let the werewolf statue reach him, it definitely wouldn't spare him. Therefore, the best method was to fight it head-on. Whether this was a statue or a living creature, if he could kill it, then he'd preserve his own life. If he couldn't kill it, then Ye Qing's life might just end here.
