Chen Yu immediately recognized that this place of ruins was once a powerful sectarian force, but by now had transformed into a vast wasteland.
Shrouds of blood mist drifting in the air contained a potent mix of grudges, Evil Qi, and other sinister and malevolent energies.
One could only imagine how tragic that final battle had been.
Howl!
As Chen Yu and Lin Xiaofang approached, the outer edges of the ruins echoed with the howls of wolves, sending chills down one's spine.
Immediately after, several wolf shadows sprang out. Their bodies were pitch-black, save for their gaze and claws, which were blood-red in color, appearing very demonic.
"The rich smell of blood here has attracted quite a few Demon Beasts to make their home here."
This was the conclusion Chen Yu reached.
"Look quickly, on those two corpses, there are still storage bags."
