บท 918: The Most Complicated Thing in the World Is the Human Heart

The dilapidated palace was on the verge of collapse under the impact of the giant wolves.

Two figures stood before the palace.

One held a decaying wooden staff, the same person who had given Han Muye the whip, and wore a green dress as the master of the Wood Deity Palace. The other wore black armor with a golden wolf on its shoulder pad, the Golden Wolf Demon God who howled at the sky.

The Golden Wolf Demon God thrust his long spear, shining with a hint of chill, while the master of the Wood Deity Palace's wooden staff glowed with a greenish-gray halo. Every time it struck, several green giant tree shadows flew out, crashing a hundred feet away.

The Golden Wolf Demon God's spear lifted the golden wolf, and the ones hit by the giant tree shadows cried out in pain before falling.

The two of them could barely withstand the attacking the golden wolves, and some of them had already rushed into the palace.