Lin Mo's presence was like a lit torch thrown into a barrel of gunpowder.

In Black Wind Valley, dozens of agile figures shot out from all corners like arrows leaving the bowstring, madly rushing toward the valley entrance.

Leading them were three mid-stage Foundation Establishment Shadow Demon Wolves. Their speed was astonishing, moving effortlessly over the rugged mountain path, leaving only gray afterimages behind.

Lin Mo didn't linger in battle.