Despite facing Pan Buzhuo’s unpredictable fake-out and sudden instantaneous movement, despite being extremely exposed right now, Sha Xing did not panic in the slightest. He abruptly spun around and drew the nimble arc of a crescent in the air despite Heavenly Wolf Holds A Star being as heavy as it was. The howling shadow of a Heavenly Wolf raced out of the crescent scar and charged straight toward the skyful of demonic crows. It was none other than the Heavenly Wolf’s First Sword Style, the Heavenly Wolf Slash!0

High up in the sky, Pan Buzhuo’s figure blurred once more. His true body was plummeting diagonally like a dim star that was stripped from a lightless abyss. Cold Crow tore a bizarre, pitch black orbit through the air and stabbed straight toward the back of Sha Xing’s heart.0

Kaboom! Thang—0

The howling Heavenly Wolf pounced into the sea of crows at the same time the greatsword clashed against the demonic spear. Heavy, oppressive energy, noises of destruction, and ear-piercing explosions rippled across the gray sky like sudden thunderclaps. It vibrated everyone’s eardrums and shook their souls.0

The demonic crows were hunting the Heavenly Wolf, and the Heavenly Wolf was ripping them to pieces. Pan Buzhuo’s demonic spear moved so fast that it spawned a flurry of afterimages in an instant, driving Sha Xing back again and again. However, he failed to truly pierce through the giant strength of the Heavenly Wolf.1

The demonic crows’ shrill cries grew bleaker as pitch black scars ripped open throughout the Heavenly Wolf’s azure blue body. Every time the Heavenly Wolf swung its claws, a demonic crow would explode into black powder. 0

Even through the barrier, the spectators could sense the suffocating power and bone-piercing cold of the battle. One might say that no one expected Pan Buzhuo to gain the upper hand in this battle.0

“Now I understand why Pray Eternal...1