Chapter 252: Subduing the Giant Frost Wolves, Walking the Bird on the Battlefield? Ye Lang, standing 100 meters tall, stood in the icy mist, like an ancient god of war.
That massive body seemed to be forged from rock and thunder, fiery energy coursing through its muscular structure, and every inch of its skin exuding a heart-pounding sense of power.
At this time, the Wolf King finally stopped retreating, and a trace of fear appeared in his cold wolf eyes for the first time.
But it is the king of the wolf clan after all, and its ferocity remains undiminished. It growls and the coldness around it surges again, as if it is about to launch another attack.
Ye Lang did not give it this opportunity. In the state of Fa Tian Xiang Di, his eyes were like torches, staring at the Wolf King in front of him.
Then the pressure was suddenly released, pressing towards the Wolf King like a landslide and tsunami, and the entire ice field trembled.
The huge body of the Wolf King suddenly stopped at this moment, and his limbs bent unconsciously, as if under invisible pressure.
But the Wolf King did not surrender. Instead, he howled to the sky and pushed the icy power in his body to the extreme. His wolf mane moved without wind and his eyes flashed with an unyielding light.
It took a sudden step forward, and the ground instantly froze into ice, firmly resisting Ye Lang's pressure.
Seeing this, Ye Lang curled up his lips into a cold smile, and then his energy surged, and the sound burst out suddenly, like a thunderclap.
"Submit!"
The sound shook the sky, and the sound force spread like ripples. The snow on the ice field was blown away in an instant. The sharp sound waves swept out like a substance, and the entire ice field trembled.
The entire wolf pack trembled at the roar, and some wolves even crawled on the ground, trembling.
Even Bruce and the Wolf King couldn't help but shrink their pupils, whimpering softly in their throats and lowering their heads slightly, as if they were instinctively submitting to this ancient pressure.
Only the Wolf King still stood there. Although his body was shaking constantly, his eyes revealed a hint of ferocity and stubbornness.
A hint of approval flashed across Ye Lang's eyes, but it was gone in an instant. He then walked towards the Wolf King step by step. Every step was like the beating of a war drum, shaking the ice field.
As Ye Lang approached, and the terrifying pressure surged like a tide, the Wolf King was almost unable to breathe.
Its limbs began to tremble slightly, and the ice spikes on its body kept colliding, making crisp sounds, as if playing a tragic elegy for its final resistance.
One step, two steps, three steps...Ye Lang's figure approached like a god.
When Ye Lang walked in front of the Wolf King, the Wolf King still stood firm, but in those originally cold and ruthless wolf eyes, a hint of complex emotions emerged, like struggle, awe, and unwillingness.
It felt an unprecedented sense of oppression in front of this god-like existence. This fear that seemed to be engraved in its bones made it lose the power to resist.
But it still stood stubbornly, with its claws deeply dug into the ice to show that it would never surrender.
Ye Lang looked down at the Wolf King in front of him, his eyes like knives, as if to pierce through his soul.
He slowly raised one hand, palm facing down.
At this moment, Bruce suddenly straightened up, letting out a low roar, with a flash of pain and struggle in his eyes.
It seemed to want to rush forward to stop all this from happening, but it was suppressed by the ancient pressure and could not move.
The Wolf King also let out a wail at this moment, his voice full of despair and sadness.
But Bruce didn't know where the strength came from, but he slowly moved forward a step. The ice spikes on his body stood up, and his muscles were tense like a fully drawn bowstring.
There was a mixture of pleading and determination in its eyes, its teeth were clenched, blood was oozing from the corners of its mouth, but it still couldn't stop its progress.
Step 1...
The blood rushed in Bruce's body like thunder, and his blood seemed to be burning. Every step was accompanied by heart-wrenching pain, but his eyes became more and more determined.
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