All the wolf packs began howling towards the sky incessantly.
The sound was extrely mournful and desolate.
Lin Zifeng beckoned, signaling Black Hawk to lead everyone towards the cliff on the mountainside.
Now that the leading Wolf King was slain, the other lone wolves generally wouldn’t retaliate unless provoked too harshly.
"Awoooo..."
The highland wolves howled, their sound very sorrowful.
It seed they were calling out to their Wolf King, and all the lone wolves gathered together, howling towards the moon incessantly, with a sound that was extrely sad...
After a long while, Lin Zifeng led everyone away, leaving a few kiloters of road open for the wolves, and found a higher vantage point to quietly watch the wolves howl and bid farewell to the Mother Wolf King...
"So the Wolf King holds such a high status among the wolf pack?"
Shuobude master touched his bald head, exclaiming continuously.
"The Wolf King’s status in the entire wolf pack is like that of a monarch in ancient tis. Its death surely has a big impact on them. Moreover, they have a strong sense of coordination. Generally, when encountering a wolf pack on the plateau, never look back, just run forward as fast as you can, as wolf packs typically don’t like to hunt prey that runs in a straight line. But you must never let them surround you, or it will be very dangerous. The lone wolves we encountered today are probably the largest pack nearby. There might be a wolf disaster!"
Black Hawk analyzed each sentence thoroughly.
Back when he was at the Heavenly Gate, during highland training, he often encountered wolf packs. So he is especially familiar with wolf packs.
"Now that everyone is fine, let’s find a place to rest tonight. This group of lone wolves probably won’t attack us again," Lin Zifeng said calmly.
Killing the Mother Wolf King wasn’t his intention. If the Mother Wolf King didn’t die, it would have been hard for them to leave today.
Everyone nodded, coordinating with each other on how to get through the night.
By the early light of the following morning, Lin Zifeng led everyone towards the Wumo Holy Land Mountain Range. As they approached the mountain range, Lin Zifeng only had Shuobude and Huo Zhengfeng accompany him, instructing everyone else to stay behind and wait for his signal.
"Brother Lin, with just you three going, I’m worried..."
"Don’t worry, I wouldn’t do sothing unless I was confident. You just need to wait for my signal anyti," Lin Zifeng stepped forward and patted his shoulder.
He then quickly took Huo Zhengfeng and Shuobude master across the desolate mountain range, heading towards a nearby small Earth City.
This Earth City is considered the most prosperous area within this mountain range.
The population is estimated to be around fifty thousand.
According to the data Lin Zifeng consulted, a long ti ago, this small Earth City was once the territory of a religious king of the Han Clan. Later, due to natural disasters, the place beca desolated for a while.
Nowadays, the small city has lost its forr glory.
All the buildings here are made of hard clay bricks. The residents, having lived under these changing weather conditions for years, have poor skin, making them appear unclean.
"Oh my! The environnt here is really quite terrible, isn’t it?"
Walking through the marketplace, watching the locals flow by in a stream.
Shuobude touched his bald head, finding it sowhat unbelievable.
"The market is the only bustling place here. Don’t be fooled by its primitive appearance; their faith is the Wumo Holy Land," Lin Zifeng explained.
"Then why are we here?" Huo Zhengfeng didn’t understand Lin Zifeng’s intention.
This run-down little market lacks anything of significance and doesn’t even have any connections to the Wumo Holy Land.
"You’ll find out soon," Lin Zifeng replied with a smile, feeling confident about his hunch.
Huo Zhengfeng and Shuobude exchanged glances, shrugged, and continued following Lin Zifeng around the market.
Anyway, they’re idly roaming now, and a few more minutes or seconds won’t make a difference.
At this mont, a beautiful Mo Clan woman suddenly passed by Lin Zifeng’s side and accidentally bumped into his shoulder.
The woman didn’t even turn her head and hurried into the increasingly crowded flow of people, her expression sowhat panicked.
"Oh, this girl just bumped into soone and ran off so gleefully without even a word of apology?"
Shuobude patted his shiny head, full of dissatisfaction.
The marketplace wasn’t particularly narrow, yet this girl didn’t even apologize after colliding, leaving Huo Zhengfeng speechless as well.
Lin Zifeng observed for a few seconds.
From her back, the woman had a graceful and compact figure, tall and slender with excellent proportions. The jeans accentuated her very enticing backside and two long, lotus-like legs.
When she bumped into him, her face was covered with a white veil, allowing only a glimpse of her side face, which was very fair and delicate. Her features slightly differed from the Han Clan, indicating she might be a mixed-race of Han and Tibetan descent, indeed a beauty.
"Lin Shao, it seems the girl ran ahead as if she’s in a hurry. Why don’t we go check it out?"
Huo Zhengfeng also noticed sothing unusual.
"Alright," Lin Zifeng nodded.
Following the woman’s path, the three walked forward.
From afar, it seed quite lively in the crowd.
Many won with their faces draped in veils were being pulled into a large truck.
And the people under the truck seed very excited.
If Lin Zifeng’s guess was correct, these won should be the believers sought by the Holy Land.
In simpler terms, they are the won for the senior sect mbers in Wumo Holy Land.
Pretending to recruit believers, but instead, gathering beauties for enjoynt—only the evil would do such a thing.
"Yes, these are the guys I’m looking for," Lin Zifeng’s eyes glead with excitent.
"Lin Shao, you an?"
"For us to infiltrate Wumo Holy Land, we must go in with them. Otherwise, unfamiliar with the terrain here, it would be tough to destroy the Wumo Holy Land," explained Lin Zifeng.
"So that’s it. Wumo Holy Land is extrely dangerous. If we blindly rush in with just our strength, we might die without even seeing their Sect Hierarch’s shadow," Shuobude suddenly patted his head, saying, "You went down the mountain specifically to find these believers?"
"Yes. If the Wumo Holy Land wasn’t evil, they wouldn’t need to co down to recruit won. Only evil under the guise of the Holy Land would go around plundering beauties. The Martial Arts Alliance claims they are evil, so we have reason to believe they definitely co down to abduct won, which is an unchanging historical fact," Lin Zifeng smiled excitedly.
"Later, cover for . As long as we kill three believers, we can sneak in," Lin Zifeng continued.
These believers have been capturing beauties here for three days; today is the last day. Lin Zifeng happened to ti it right.
The locals have a peculiar custom of covering their faces with scarves to shield against the wind and sand, giving Lin Zifeng a considerable advantage.
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