The inside of the cave became colder by the second, the stone walls rapidly coating themselves in an increasing layer of ice. At the center of the cavern sat the white wolf in his human form, his silver hair floating suspended in the air as if blown by an unseen wind. In a far corner, the white tiger lay motionless next to the dead bodies of the hyenas. Within moments, the wolf completed his breakthrough, successfully stepping into the formidable Xiantian Realm.
Standing up, he cast a cold glance at the tiger, which was now covered in a thin film of ice, before walking out of the cave. The moment he stepped into the open air, a massive black net descended from the sky, trapping him beneath its weight. From the shadows of the surrounding trees, several humans emerged wielding spears and swords. The sight triggered a sharp wave of déjà vu; it was using this exact technique that humans had captured his pack in the past.
