Chapter 125: Invincible!

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Invincible!

After holding onto Zhong Shan for a while, the little wolf gradually calmed down from its excitement and finally let go of him.

Zhong Shan sat up, and the little wolf affectionately rubbed its small head against Zhong Shan's arm. Zhong Shan gently petted the little wolf's head, finding its fur as soft and smooth as ever. The little wolf seemed to thoroughly enjoy it.

The next moment, the little wolf suddenly jumped away and ran ahead.

Seeing Zhong Shan's puzzled look, the little wolf stopped and turned back, barking at him with a couple of short "woofs."

At this, Zhong Shan immediately understood that the little wolf wanted him to follow.

Although slightly puzzled, Zhong Shan had already completed the task given by his master, and Bei Qingsi had left. Now with nothing else to do, he stood up and followed the little wolf.

The little wolf, seeing Zhong Shan following, bounced happily along the way, clearly pleased that Zhong Shan understood its intention.

Zhong Shan was filled with curiosity as he followed the little wolf.

It wasn't long before the little wolf led Zhong Shan to the top of a tall mountain. Looking ahead, Zhong Shan frowned. This area was clearly a wolf territory, as there were many wolf dens. Moreover, the wolves here were not weak. Previously, he and Bei Qingsi had avoided this place even with their Wolf Domain passage tokens.

"Awooooo—"

The little wolf howled towards the distance.

"Awooooo" "Awooooo" "Awooooo"—The howls echoed from the surrounding valleys, each one louder than the last. Standing at the peak, looking at the mist-covered valleys below, Zhong Shan couldn't see the wolves but felt a chill down his spine. The sheer number of responding wolves made it sound like the army of the Dazhen Dynasty, perhaps even more, like tens of thousands, maybe hundreds of thousands of wolves howling in unison.

The howls of ten thousand wolves seemed to be in response to the little wolf, making it pace back and forth in excitement.

"Huff—Huff—Huff—"

A group of white wolves quickly approached from the distance. Each one was as white as snow, and Zhong Shan noticed that a mist-like cold air surrounded them. No, it wasn't mist, but cold air that condensed the surrounding moisture into mist.

About a hundred white wolves, the tallest nearly thirty meters high and the shortest over ten meters, approached. Based on what he learned from the Kaiyang Sect, these wolves were at least at the human Jindan stage, or even the Yuanying stage. And now, over a hundred of them were here?

Zhong Shan glanced at the excited little wolf beside him and didn't feel nervous, just deeply grateful. Saving this little wolf back then was indeed the right decision.

The hundred or so large wolves stood below the mountain peak, howling as if waiting for the little wolf's command.

The little wolf rubbed against Zhong Shan once more and then began to howl at the wolves below.

The thirty-meter-tall wolf resembled a giant fortress, a towering ten-story structure swiftly charging across the land like a wolf-shaped war chariot.

Zhong Shan could only imagine the impact such a pack of wolves would have in a battlefield. The sight of these massive wolves charging would be beyond intimidating. Yuanying-stage wolves, skilled in the use of magical techniques, could create devastating effects in combat, turning the battlefield into a scene of carnage.

The wolves ran at an astonishing speed, crossing mountains in the blink of an eye. Their formidable cultivation allowed them to move with incredible swiftness. A pack of Jindan-stage wolves followed behind, creating an awe-inspiring spectacle as they ran through the mountainous terrain.

The little wolf barked excitedly, and all the wolves obediently followed its lead, an extraordinary sight.

Zhong Shan relished the speed, finding it even faster than riding on Bei Qingsi's flying sword. The run was as swift as flying on a sword.

The pack of wolves raced towards a valley, where numerous other wolves awaited, their eyes filled with anticipation. The stronger wolves joined the pack, while the weaker ones could only watch in admiration.

As more wolves joined the pack, Zhong Shan couldn't help but marvel at the sheer power of this wolf army. If only these wolves could be used for the Dazhen Dynasty, their strength would be unparalleled.

Imagining an army where each soldier rode a wolf, a formidable cavalry of wolf riders, Zhong Shan envisioned the ultimate battlefield force.

The sight of ten thousand wolves charging together was awe-inspiring. The pack had now moved from one wolf territory to another, transitioning from the white wolf area to the red wolf area, then the black wolf area. Wherever they went, powerful wolves joined in, playing and running with the little wolf.

On the journey, the little wolf remained exceptionally excited, seemingly preparing everything for Zhong Shan's enjoyment. While the little wolf saw it all as fun, Zhong Shan perceived something much deeper. The little wolf's status in Zhong Shan's mind skyrocketed as it became evident that not only the white wolves but all types of wolves obeyed it. This was remarkable, especially considering the little wolf's cultivation level was even lower than Zhong Shan's.

With these thoughts, Zhong Shan enjoyed the experience of being surrounded and supported by thousands of wolves. The little wolf barked commands to the larger wolves around it.

The giant wolf beneath Zhong Shan suddenly flicked its head, sending Zhong Shan flying through the air. Despite this, Zhong Shan did not resist, trusting that the little wolf would not harm him. As expected, a black wolf, also thirty meters tall and at the Yuanying-stage, caught him on the other side.

The little wolf, too, was flung from one wolf's head to another, flying through the air and appearing incredibly joyful and excited. Zhong Shan played along with the little wolf for a while, feeling a sense of awe and disbelief. The sight of ten thousand wolves running together was something even his master might find hard to believe.

As night fell, the number of wolves behind Zhong Shan had grown to nearly twenty thousand. When it became dark, the little wolf gave a command, and all the wolves suddenly stopped. Despite the large number of wolves, there was an uncanny silence.

Under the little wolf's command, rows of red wolves opened their mouths and shot massive fireballs into the sky, which exploded into fireworks. Then, the white wolves did the same, but with blue, glowing ice balls that burst into icy fireworks. Purple wolves shot purple fireworks, and the Yuanying-stage wolves created intricate shapes like wolf heads and trees with their magic, all bursting into dazzling displays.

Zhong Shan was stunned. The little wolf had orchestrated a massive display of fireworks using the wolves' magical abilities. This incredible spectacle lasted for an hour before the little wolf finally called a halt, looking at Zhong Shan and nudging him with its head as if asking if he had enjoyed the show.

Touched and deeply impressed, Zhong Shan petted the little wolf's head, acknowledging its remarkable status. The little wolf, in turn, seemed to thoroughly enjoy Zhong Shan's affectionate gestures.

After a while, the little wolf barked a few more commands, causing the wolves to disperse. Only the red wolf beneath Zhong Shan remained, continuing to run under the little wolf's direction towards a particular valley.

From outside the valley, Zhong Shan could see a glowing light emanating from within, indicating that something valuable awaited them inside.