It was with jittery excitement that the boy known as Feiyun held himself back when the fight began. But when the red and yellow wolves tore a single Late-stage Soul Exalt in half, the boy let out a yelp and fell to the ground. From there, he promptly ran behind Wang Tong and watched the rest of the battle behind the older male’s back.

Not even Wang Tong and Kai Wen were able to watch the wolves with a straight face. This was the first time they saw a battle as bloody as this.

It was only when the battle was over and silence was all that was left when Wang Tong let out a sigh. “How about it?” He asked Kai Wen.

A single eye of Kai Wen twitched at the question. “These people…are far weaker than the soulbeasts we fight near the depths of the Qimang Mountains.”

“Cut the crap, you know that’s not what I meant.” Wang Tong retor...