Wilderness Stone's Aura

Dan Chen didn't hold much hope for the Six Paws Dire Wolves; if the difference in martial realm was too great, quantity wouldn't matter. But now, finally, there was peace around him.

"We still have more than twenty breaths of time. Hopefully, that Corpse-Gulping Mouse won't rush over," Dan Chen patted his chest where Little Colossal Turtle was, then took out a pill and consumed it to replenish his consumed qi.

At the same time, the pale flame at the top of the Druggod Sickle, tightly grasped by Song Ye, had gradually merged with the sickle blade, evolving into a flame pattern over time.

"Qi flames can actually integrate with artifacts like this?" Dan Chen looked quietly at the Druggod Sickle in Song Ye's hand, a hint of astonishment flashing across his face.