Son-In-Law Gets an Upgrade by Mr. Adeel

Chapter 1173 The Wolf Pack

Apart from waiting for other challengers to arrive at this place, Alex reckoned there really was no other way but to follow them and walk the rest of this journey together.

Previously, because of his incredible speed, he had left those people far behind. He had no idea when they would arrive at this place, and whether or not they would run into him was still uncertain.

The waiting period always felt long. Alex sat on a large rock, focusing on his cultivation. Not far from him, about ten meters away, a pack of wild wolves bared their fangs as they watched Alex. However, they were hesitant to attack due to the intimidating aura emanating from him. All they could do was stretch their wolf heads and keep their eyes on Alex.

Naturally, Alex, with his spiritual energy released, also noticed their presence. As long as they didn’t actively attack him, he wouldn’t take action.

Unknowingly, nearly two hours had passed. The wolves, which had been waiting for an opportunity to strike, suddenly changed direction. They shifted their attention away from Alex and focused on something in the distance.

early twenties, holding a small wooden stick, struck a tree in frustration. He was so exhausted that he could barely lift his legs as

couldn’t go any further. He plopped down on the ground and complained, “This awful place! If I had known, I wouldn’t have come. How did I even manage

backpack, the young man opened the cap and started gulping it down. After wiping the corner of his mouth, he let out a refreshed sigh.

that he was actually in danger. A pair of dark eyes were fixed. on him from a

this forest for the first time. He walked too slowly and lost track of the main group, finding himself alone

close his eyes and take a good rest before continuing his journey, he heard a rustling sound coming from behind him. Startled, Elijah turned his head to look and froze, his face

six wild wolves were staring at him. Their large mouths were half-open, revealing sharp fangs and their drool hung from their

Venenum Clan villager, struggling to deal with even a single wolf, let alone

and his legs turned to jelly. There was no way he could even

of wolves. Unfortunately, he didn’t hit any of them, and even if he had, it would have

the backpack, hoping to find something inside that could be used for self-defense.