"AWOOOOOO!"
A huge wolf with silver-blue fur was seen howling to the moon, looking menacingly at the village behind him.
On his side, a huge gash was bleeding profusely.
A silver feather shot right behind him, lagging behind only slightly and dissipating a few steps away.
"Hmph! Let's see if you dare attack my field again!" Fengyu shouted, his expression forming one of anger and resentment as he turned around.
Ming and Ling were next to him, both also bleeding, injuries all over their bodies, mostly small earth bullets.
Just then, a cultivator arrived right outside their field, his whole body covered in armour while holding a spear, looking at the retreating wolves then at Fengyu and the other two.
"Honoured Beast Suppression Guard!" Fengyu and the twins called out, cupping their hands in greetings, barely managing to suppress their injuries to do so.
"Hm, did you fight that beast? It looks injured."
