The werewolves below trembled in the face of the Wolf King’s fury, and no one dared speak a single word. The king’s eyes were bloodshot and he was clearly on the verge of an eruption. In the end, he suppressed his anger and said to the shaman, “Seek the ancestors’ will tonight.”

The shaman’s expression shifted somewhat, but he didn’t dare retort at this moment. “I’ll do my best.”

The Wolf King then left the great hall with a harrumph.

All the werewolves dispersed thereafter, glancing at the shaman with eyes of sympathy. It wasn’t easy for a werewolf to communicate with the will of the ancestors. Even with the help of the tribal totem, the price involved was significant. To borrow their power was even more difficult.

The previous great shaman’s assassination affected the tribe deeply. The successor was much less capable and was only pushed into the spot because there was no better candidate.

There was a special inheritance ceremony between shamans. A great shaman would, by means of a certain ritual, transfer part of his power and comprehension...