Cao Zhen had never imagined that after becoming an Immortal Cultivator, he would one day be surrounded by a pack of wolves.
After climbing onto a tree, fearing he would fall asleep and tumble down, he used branches and rope to tie himself to the tree.
Perhaps he was too exhausted from the day, he fell into a drowsy sleep even perched on the tree branch.
He did not know how long he had slept when the terrifying and spine-chilling howls of the wolves reached his ears.
Cao Zhen startled awake and looked down, only able to see glowing eyes within the darkness of the night.
Without the ability to sense spiritual energy or use mana, and his physical strength reduced to that of an average person, his vision had also weakened significantly.
After a good while, having adjusted to the darkness, he could vaguely make out the silhouettes of wolves.
Around him, on several large trees, others were also awakened by the howling of the wolves.
"There really are wolves!"