The pack of Obsidian Wolves stirred. The next moment, they turned around and fled in every direction.
Feng Xun, who had been ready for a bloody battle, was speechless.
At the same moment, Yu Mingye, who was already in Black Ice Valley, felt something rush up his throat before blood trickled out from the corner of his mouth.
"Heh, Jun Linyuan, I see you've figured out how to counteract my Beast-Controlling Method and turn the spell I cast back on me. The crown prince is indeed as formidable as they say!" With a straw sticking out of his mouth, Yu Mingye smirked cockily. A complacent look flickered in his eyes as he turned his gaze to an indistinct dot of light up on the cliff. "Too bad, you're late, and that Immortal Spiritual Fruit is meant to be mine!"
At those words, Yu Mingye grabbed the stone wall with both hands and dashed up the cliff, soon disappearing into the night sky.
