The Little Wild Boar seems to have grown even fatter over the past month, yet its stature remains small, with only its eyes shining with an inexplicable fierceness, resembling a Mountain Patrol Demon feeling frustrated and unfulfilled.
Wang Wu merely cast a glance and then withdrew his gaze, lurking behind a Giant Stone.
The rabbit and Little Wild Boar quickly passed within two meters of him, completely unaware of anything amiss.
After they had gone far away, Wang Wu prepared to continue sneaking forward. He had grown increasingly curious about this place—first there was the Black Spider Priest, now this Little Wild Boar. Could it be that the two had already reconciled? He felt it was very strange.
Just as he was about to move, faint footsteps sounded again. This time, he was utterly stunned because the newcomers were actually two Human Race Cultivators.
What's going on? Are you here to capture all the demons in this place in one fell swoop?
That's absurd.
