Previously in the forest, the trees were dense, yet unusually quiet.
Now, the rustling of leaves, the roars of beasts, and the sounds of battle completely destroyed the forest's tranquility.
Wen Jiaren and her group reacted, and they heard several footsteps rushing towards them, no, they should be retreating.
Because these people were precisely Long Jing and others who were walking in front just now, and they were being chased by a group of fierce beasts, their escape rather disheveled.
"What's that?"
Wen Jiaren actually saw wolves with three eyes, and not just one, but a whole pack.
Their bodies were massive, similar to adult leopards, each with three eyes on their head, and long fangs.
"Those are Mutant Wolves, the spiritual energy here is rich, the animals are almost becoming spirits."
Elder Yuan's heavy voice came through, "We must leave here quickly, these creatures have keen noses, they can relentlessly pursue and track human scent."
