Dust swirled in the churning gale. Some males were thrown into the air by a surge of power, spinning a few times before crashing to the ground.
The scene was utterly chaotic for a moment.
"A snake! There's a snake!"
The terrified screams of the females rang out.
Bai Wanwan saw it too—at the center of the gale was a familiar, massive serpentine shadow.
He was slithering around the males who had surrounded Xin Feng, his long tail striking indiscriminately.
The Silver Wolf pressed the advantage, taking them down one by one with a single bite.
Attacked by the two males in unison, the Black Dogs' cries of agony rose one after another. The battle ended quickly.
The Silver Wolf's fur shimmered under the sun, while the King Cobra possessed a kingly air. The two beasts stood side by side.
The males of the Black Dog Tribe had been beaten so badly they'd lost all confidence. They kept retreating, not daring to get any closer.
