After Mao Shun decided to join Feng Fan's group, the five of them left the village and headed toward the Mao Empire's territory.
Now, they not only had to worry about the Qian Empire's pursuit but also the Mao Empire. Fortunately, the Death Plains were vast, and they managed to avoid detection.
At least, by human cultivators.
A week after escaping the village, Feng Fan's group found themselves surrounded by a pack of wolves. There were about a hundred wolves, their cultivation levels ranging from low tier 3 to peak tier 3.
The pack leader was a low tier 4 demon beast.
They had waited for Feng Fan's group to finish battling another group of demon beasts before launching their attack.
"The demon beasts here are incredibly cunning. Brother Mao, how did you survive alone for nearly six months?" Feng Fan asked as he prepared to face the wolf pack's leader.
Mao Shun chuckled, his hammer smashing a low tier 3 wolf into a bloody pulp.