After four hours, water vapors drifted around the area above the ancient forest’s rivers. A low muffled roar could be heard, and it sounded as if a vicious Flood Dragon descended into the world. All of a sudden, mist and fog rushed towards the heavens as a silhouette emerged.
In the middle of the mist, its figure was very indistinct. Only a pair of bright and fiery eyes could be seen. It penetrated the mist, and its appearance was soul-crushing. From a distance, it overlooked Stone Village and lightly said “Is it this the Guardian Spirit that killed many of our clan’s experts?”
After two days, a golden whirlwind passed through the ancient forest, terrifying many of the native vicious birds and fierce beasts into fleeing. The region was suddenly put in a deathly silence.
A tall and dignified elder stood atop high ground and gazed toward Stone Village as he said to himself “An encounter with a lightning strike, and was still able to gain rebirth from its destruction. This willow must be truly terrifying!”
A golden Wolf God stood beside him. It wasn’t tall and only five meters long, and was far from the size of other wolves within the mountains. However, it was discharging a terrifying aura. Its body and its eyes flashed in gold. Symbols were vaguely visible, and it was extremely terrifying.
Their arrival wasn’t slow, after all, they were the strongest experts within their respective tribes. They lingered around outside of Stone Village as they carefully surveyed the area in preparation for the great storm!