Chapter 12

All of them were wind wolves, over two hundred corpses in total.

"Who the hell knows what it is? We can't even save our own lives, why care so much!"

Deng Xiuwen smiled bitterly.

Because the platform they stood on was over ten meters high.

It had formed a smooth, elevated platform.

How ironic.

It was caused by the battle between those two great phantom beasts.

And they were trapped here, completely unable to get down.

What awaited them was either being killed by the stray attacks of those two phantom beasts.

Or starving to death here.

"Damn, this sucks—I'm still a virgin!"

Li Cong suddenly shouted out.

His expression carried resentment.

Of course, mostly resentment that his life was ending here.

"Sigh!"

Hearing Li Cong's shout, Deng Xiuwen only sighed.

He remembered his parents' words before they set out.

"Wen, be careful out there—nature is terrifying, filled with countless dangers!"

"Though we've lived here for generations and there's little great danger around, we must still hold reverence for danger!"

"I know, Mom, don't you know this whole area inside out?"

"There won't be any danger!"

"Besides, I haven't even found a wife yet—I'm naturally careful with my life!"

"Just wait, soon I'll bring home a wife and give you a nice, plump grandson to play with!"

That joking tone felt like it was just yesterday.

That hopeful, carefree tone.

Now turned into a low, heavy sigh.

"Will our lives end here?"

Boom—!

Deng Xiuwen stared at the phantom beasts fighting in the distance, his eyes devoid of spirit.

Below their platform, a pack of wind wolves watched them with hungry eyes.

…

"Is the Wind Wolf Valley just ahead?"

At this moment, high in the sky!

A white figure was flying at high speed.

Standing atop it was a man encased in black armor.

It was Chen Xuan, racing toward this place.