"What's going on?"
"A wolf tide is coming?!"
"So many wolves! There are Night Wolves, Wind Wolves, Turtle-back Wolves, and more! Plus Water Wolves and Vermilion Flame Wolves!"
Cries of alarm erupted everywhere. The combatants gradually ceased fighting and turned to look.
On the horizon, a vast wolf horde surged forward like a tidal wave. Packs of wolves from across the Northern Plains had gathered together, pressing forward in a dense, crushing mass.
Sleek and jet-black Night Wolves. Elegant Wind Wolves. Deeply resilient Turtle-back Wolves. Water Wolves white as snow. Vermilion Flame Wolves blazing with crimson fur…
The various packs advanced in lockstep, each numbering at least tens of thousands. In an instant, the colossal wolf horde filled everyone's field of vision, sending chills through countless hearts and making it hard to breathe.
Surrounded by the wolves, a clan procession made its way forward. Numerous Slug Gu and Black-skin Fat-armored Insects carried heavy loads of supplies, while Lizard House Gu trudged along on their four legs. Banners bristled everywhere, and among them, one enormous flag marked the location of the king's tent. On its blue field, a single character was written in bold strokes: "Ge."
"That's the Ge Clan…"
"So the wolf horde belongs to Chang Shanyin?"
"But Chang Shanyin has fought three families in succession — how could his wolf horde be this massive?!"
Similar doubts churned in everyone's hearts.
"Intelligence reports said the Wolf King had Night Wolves, Wind Wolves, and Turtle-back Wolves. But where did he get so many Water Wolves — and Vermilion Flame Wolves?" Liu Wenwu's face was grim.
"Big brother." Mo Shikuang returned to Liu Wenwu's side. The sprawling wolf horde before them had secretly shaken him as well.
"The Water Wolves are easy to explain. The Ge Clan has been stationed by Crescent Lake for a long time, and Water Wolves are the most common pack there. But can someone tell me where this pack of eighty thousand Vermilion Flame Wolves came from?"
"Vermilion Flame Wolves are far rarer than Wind Wolves, Water Wolves, and Night Wolves — they're the most powerful offensive wolf type among ordinary wolves. We investigated thoroughly, so how did Chang Shanyin suddenly acquire such a terrifying force? Can anyone tell me?!"
In that moment, countless patriarchs and elders were silently cursing their own intelligence personnel to hell and back.
"Forget the Vermilion Flame Wolves for now — that largest Night Wolf… could it be a Wolf Emperor?!" Zhong Feiyou pointed into the distance, crying out in alarm.
In truth, the moment the Night Wolf Emperor appeared, it had already drawn countless stares.
"It really is… a Wolf Emperor." The Wolf Emperor's majesty was unmistakable. Bei Caochuan confirmed it with a dry, hoarse voice.
The crowd erupted.
A Wolf Emperor!
Its combat power was comparable to that of a Fifth Transformation Gu Master!
Chang Shanyin was only a Fourth Transformation Gu Master — yet he had somehow tamed a Wolf Emperor?
He truly was a long-established figure, a hero of the Northern Plains, the legend who had single-handedly slain the bandit Ha Tugu and his entire gang!
"Damn it! How has his strength grown so fast? With a Wolf Emperor at his command, he can already rival Ma Zun, Jiang Baoya, and Yang Poying!" Pei Yanfei, burning with a desire for vengeance, clenched his fists. The immense wolf horde before him filled him with wave after wave of helplessness and defeat.
As the wolf horde drew steadily closer, grave and wary expressions emerged on everyone's faces.
The chaotic fighting had stopped entirely. People instinctively gathered around Liu Wenwu and Hei Loulan, forming up into battle formations.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fang Yuan rode forward on a White Eye Wolf, with Ge Guang and the others following behind, and halted before Hei Loulan.
"Wolf King Chang Shanyin, I have long admired your great name!" Hei Loulan was the first to bow in greeting.
Hei Loulan's body was bloated, like a raging bear. A set of uneven, gleaming white teeth jutted from his mouth like daggers and swords, giving him a monstrous look. His pair of triangular eyes constantly flashed with an intimidating light.
The man's lecherous nature was well-known throughout the Northern Plains.
Fang Yuan chuckled softly and glanced to the side at Liu Wenwu.
Liu Wenwu was dressed entirely in white, elegant and refined, like a noble young lord from some decadent era. His eyes were warm and gentle, his face fair as jade. Standing beside him was a nine-foot-tall Ink Man with black skin and white hair, like a guardian deity — none other than Mo Shikuang, the greatest warrior of the Northern Plains in this contest for the King's Court.
Liu Wenwu's heart skipped a beat. Fang Yuan's deep, unreadable gaze made him sense that something was wrong.
The enmity between Chang Shanyin and the Chang Clan had already been broadcast far and wide by the Ge Clan during the Battle of Crescent Lake.
Now, the Chang Clan had sworn allegiance to Liu Wenwu. If Chang Shanyin wanted revenge and wished to deal with the Chang Clan, he would naturally have to deal with Liu Wenwu first.
Fang Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Hei Loulan. His voice was flat, yet it echoed in everyone's ears: "I have returned to the world this time for the sole purpose of settling old scores. As it happens, the contest for the King's Court also gives me the chance to test myself against the heroes of the Northern Plains. Brother Loulan, why don't we join forces?"
Hearing this, Hei Loulan's pupils widened. Overjoyed, he pushed through the crowd, strode up to Fang Yuan, seized him by the shoulders, and burst into hearty laughter: "With the Wolf King's assistance, this is my great honor!"
Hei Loulan's faction instantly erupted in jubilation, cheers ringing out across the area.
"Hao Jiliu, your defeated subordinate, greets the Wolf King." The Water Demon approached Fang Yuan with a bow, his heart heavy with unease.
Hei Loulan's brow furrowed, and he immediately looked over with concern. Although Hao Jiliu had earned battlefield merits for him, if the man had offended Chang Shanyin, then he would have no choice but to kill Hao Jiliu to show his goodwill.
But Fang Yuan nodded at Hao Jiliu: "It's nothing. Just do well going forward."
Hao Jiliu let out a tremendous sigh of relief.
"Hahaha! The Wolf King is broad-minded and magnanimous — I truly admire that!" Hei Loulan's laughter grew even louder. Hao Jiliu was a Fourth Transformation Gu Master at the High Stage, an absolute expert. Now that both sides were satisfied, he was delighted beyond measure.
Hei Loulan's faction was jubilant. In contrast, Liu Wenwu's camp was plunged into gloomy silence.
Liu Wenwu had anticipated this, but his mood was still wretched.
"If I had known it would come to this, I would never have accepted the Chang Clan's allegiance. How could the Chang Clan possibly compare to Chang Shanyin? Alas, things have already come to this, and I have no power to reverse the situation."