The howling of the wolves subsided, the dust in the sky was completely cleared, leaving only the bloody rain and wind along the way and the fate of the Black Demon Mink unknown!
Currently, the tribes gathered near the Gobi Desert were such that nearly all ordinary species and weaker exotic beasts had died!
The remaining exotic beasts had also suffered inconceivable heavy losses, their combat power not even one-tenth of what it used to be!
After all, be it the refining flames of Light Sunlight, the self-destruction of Ultimate Mechas, or the fall of Light Sunlight, they all caused unimaginable wounds to these beasts!
Even the Grassland Wolf King and the Cold Cicada King, both at half-step annihilation level, were covered in scars!
Their ambitions to benefit from this chaos had long been dissipated in these consecutive disasters.
What replaced it was the joy of surviving the catastrophe, as well as reverence for the silver-haired giant wolf standing proudly in the distance.