The towering light barrier blazed brilliantly. Demonic wolves surged like a tide. Amid the ravines and mountains, a brutal battle of offense and defense unfolded.0

"Senior Brother, I am going. Take good care of Huan'er for me!"0

"Junior Brother Ruan!"0

Cheng Yan's eyes widened to the point of nearly splitting as he watched Sect Leader Ruan Jing, the Falling Cloud Sect's pillar, vanish into the rolling beast tide. 0

When Ruan Jing plunged into the wolf pack, there was first a moment of stillness. Then boundless light erupted outward. The might of that self-destruction illuminated more than half the night sky.3

On Thousand Leaf Peak, Han Zhan watched the scene coldly. His lips pressed together, and his teeth clenched so tightly it seemed they might break.0

Defiant Howl stood in midair with the moon behind him. He broke into a radiant smile as he said, "Fellow Daoist, tell me—do you think you've tied me down, or is it me who's keeping you here?"0

Han Zhan slowly raised his head and met that mockery head-on. "Was all of this part of your plan?"0

Defiant Howl shook his head. "Plans never keep pace with change. As you humans like to say, this is nothing more than acting in accordance with the situation. You're trying to wipe out every demonic beast stronghold in the Howling Moon Mountain Range, which is forcing you to spread thin. At the same time, you feared reinforcements from my Wolf Court, so you concentrated all your elites at the Sword Enforcer Hall. With that, all I had to do was abandon Supreme Emperor Mountain and gather my strength to strike straight at the heart. Now that things have come to this point, your sect has no hope."0

Han Zhan opened his mouth as if to refute him, but after drawing a deep breath, he restrained himself. Verbal disputes had no impact on the situation. He now understood—he had a slight upper hand right now, but the other party had never intended to fight him directly, so what use was...0