On a jade platform before them, the scene of Han Muye and the Blue-Eyed Golden Eagle's battle was clearly visible.
Beyond the war chariots, the formation of war chariots extended, moving slowly.
Surprisingly, from a distance, this massive caravan transformed into a black shadow of a pack of demonic wind wolves.
The Demon Wind Wolves, moving as a large unit, each towering several yards high, were ferocious beings in the wilderness.
As the caravan advanced, the surrounding wild beasts scattered in panic.
The scattered tribes of the Great Desolate also dodged one after another.
Strangely, as the caravan passed, there were no traces of wheel imprints on the wilderness; instead, there were many wolf footprints.
Even its aura belonged to the Demon Shadow Wind Wolf.
30,000 miles away, an orderly military formation ran.
The silver armor was like an ocean wave surging.