The more the Shadow Wolf moved, the fewer times the ground beneath it seeped and bubbled. Clearly, the malice within its soul would fuel the Shadow Wolf for a long time, leaving Yan Xiaobao with no choice but to retract the black blood once again. Staring at the towering Saint in front of him, Yan Xiaobao felt a chill run through his entire body. To kill him, Yan Xiaobao had to attempt something extremely dangerous, unsure whether he could preserve his own life, even with the green pearl healing him as much as it could.
"Alright, I won't lose. Otherwise..." he muttered as his muscles tensed. His eyes sharpened, and his entire being prepared to pounce alongside the Shadow Wolf. As Yan Xiaobao forced the towering Saint to evade the Shadow Wolf, he darted in the direction where the Saint moved.
