CRASH!
As the Wolf King plummeted uncontrollably, the frigid snow was sent flying. The ground, covered in several centimeters of snow, sank deep as his massive body slammed into it, creating a crater nearly a meter deep.
But the assault did not stop there.
High above, Qin Fan sneered. Holding the Zen Stick vertically, he descended rapidly, aiming its base to stab down into the crater. His vast Golden Core True Yuan surged, causing the Evil Spirit Zen Stick to hum with an intense, excited vibration. As a high-grade Magic Artifact with its own Spiritual Sense, it also bore a deep grudge against the Wolf King, who had just tried to use it to smash its master.
However, before Qin Fan could land, a fiery red figure pounced.
