All-devouring wolf

The two auras stood in opposition above the chaos of the battlefield, the pressure of their energies even impacting the demigods who fought below.

Seth’s six-colored energy aura clashed with Fenrir’s gray one, but despite Seth’s cultivation reaching the peak in six energies and having a divinity in two of them, Fenrir’s chaos energy was still slowly overcoming it, her aura encroaching onto his domain.

“You actually came,” Seth said in a low voice, facing the gigantic beast that had blocked his path. “It’s no wonder that bastard made me run away from you back then… This aura and pressure… You’re even more of a monster that I remembered.”

Fenrir didn’t seem to care about Seth’s speech or pause, emitting a thunderous roar as more chaotic energy encased it in silver-gray flames and it charged toward Seth, its intention clear. To devour the one who dared to challenge its might.