Zuo Feng was running for his life madly while spreading his telekinesis backwards to investigate. When the newly appeared pack of over fifty Devouring Wolves was reflected in his mind, he was utterly flustered.
Originally, he just wanted to attract some beasts to attack the camp, and take the opportunity during the chaos to rescue his mentor. But it seemed the commotion he caused was a bit too large. At this moment, he started to regret the plan a little, hoping the enemies could withstand such a massive beast assault. Otherwise, if his mentor wasn't tortured to death by the gray-clad men but ended up being eaten by the beasts, that would be tragic.
The new wave of Devouring Wolves rushed like a vast grey cloud through the forest, and Zuo Feng dared not delay. If he were caught by them, not even a complete body would remain.
