Under the huge wolf head, the old patriarch and others stopped, looked up at the incarnation of the wolf god, and stood quietly.

Xiao Chen also stopped and looked at the old patriarch in front of him. His already rickety figure seemed to be even more rickety.

Bai Ye was also looking at the werewolves around him. What were they doing, praying? But why didn't their mouths move? He thought silently in his heart?

For a long time, under the leadership of the old patriarch, the werewolves bent down and bowed.

The three of them, Xiao Chen, followed the local customs, so naturally they also bowed down. They couldn't all bow, so they stood there upright.

After bowing, the old patriarch walked slowly and continued forward.

Although he was stooped, leaning on a cane and moving very slowly, the steep mountain road felt like walking on flat ground.

And Xiao Chen was surprised to find that the pressure of the huge wolf head was gone!

Not only him, Bai Ye and David also looked surprised.

"Brother Chen, the pressure is gone."

Bai Ye whispered.

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"This is the patriarch's communication with the Wolf God, asking him to put away his pressure... Oh, didn't you ask about a miracle before? Does this count?"

Amos heard what the two said and explained.

"Calculate……"

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed and the pressure disappeared, which showed that the old patriarch could really communicate with the Wolf God.

Unless this coercion is not controlled by the Wolf God as in the legend, but is something like formations, which are just mythical.

"Um."

Amos nodded and said nothing more.

Soon, the group of people came to the place where Xiao Chen devoured energy before. If they went up, they would have climbed over the cliff.

Xiao Chen had never been to what was behind, but he was curious about it, but Amos said that behind was a forbidden area for the werewolf clan.

In addition, he was focused on devouring energy, so he didn't go. Anyway, he would go when he entered the ancestral land.

When he came to the rock wall, Xiao Chen thought of a sentence - there is still a mountain on the other side of the mountain.

The Ouse Mountains are called "mountains" precisely because they have endless mountains.

After the rock wall, there is still a mountain, but it is not too tall.

"uncanny workmanship……"

Xiao Chen looked at the mountain in front of him and was quite shocked.

The huge wolf head had shocked him before, it was so lifelike.

However, he felt that the huge wolf head was carved, and it was impossible for such a lifelike wolf head to be formed naturally.

But now, looking at it, this not-so-high mountain range looks like a wolf lying there.

Not to say lifelike, but you can see it at a glance.

This is definitely not a sculpture, but a natural formation.

"Fuck."

Next to him, an uneducated classmate named Xiaobai also choked out two words.

"That's the ancestral land of werewolves."

Amos said to Xiao Chen.

"It is also the most sacred place for the werewolves."

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded and sighed a few times about the magic of nature.

"Damn, it looks like that."

Bai Ye also said seriously.

"Are you just saying 'f*ck' to get around the world?"

Xiao Chen turned his head and asked with a strange expression.

"That's not true. I think the word 'fuck' is the most expressive and can fully express my emotions."

Bai Ye shook his head.

After hearing Bai Ye's words, Xiao Chen thought about it and nodded: "Indeed."

"It's not that I'm uneducated..."

Bai Ye added another sentence.

"I believe it."

Xiao Chen smiled. He noticed that most of the werewolves around looked at Wolang Mountain with a bit of fanaticism in their eyes.

"Let's go."

The old patriarch said something and walked down slowly.

A group of people followed, and at this time, the sky had darkened slightly.

Ten minutes later, Wolang Mountain was in sight.

Xiao Chen looked around, where is the ancestral land?

You don't know how to climb up, on the back of Wolang Mountain?

Swish.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and then, several figures appeared in sight.

There were several werewolves dressed in black, kneeling on one knee in front of the old patriarch: "Lord Patriarch."

"Um."

The old patriarch nodded.

Xiao Chen glanced at several werewolves. They were not weak in strength, almost as strong as those in the late stages of Huajin.

"They are the guards outside the ancestral land."

Amos explained.

"Besides them, is there anyone else inside?"

Xiao Chen asked curiously.

"Yes, there are three clan elders there, and they are...very strong."

Amos said slowly.

"They stay in seclusion here all year round and don't go out."

Xiao Chen was surprised when he heard what Amos said. If Amos can say "very strong", then he is really strong.

Are there three innate-level experts in the ancestral land?

As expected of the werewolf clan, they are very awesome!

Led by several guards, they went up Wolang Mountain, and the direction... was exactly where the wolf's head was.

"Lord Patriarch."

When they arrived at the wolf's head, three old men in robes appeared and bowed to greet them.

"Well, let's open the ancestral land."

The old patriarch looked at them and said slowly.

"yes."

The three old men nodded, then looked at Xiao Chen and Bai Ye, and finally their eyes fell on Xiao Chen.

Is he that Xiao Chen?

A young Chinese man who wants to be the Wolf King?

However, they didn't say anything and turned around and walked forward.

After walking about a hundred meters, they stopped, slowly stretched out their hands, and pressed them against a nearby rock wall.

Click.

There was a faint sound.

Xiao Chen looked around, and there seemed to be no change.

As for the werewolves, all of them looked very solemn. Obviously, except for Xiao Chen and the other three, this was not the first time for them to come to the werewolf ancestral land.

"Let's go in."

After the old patriarch finished speaking, he walked forward.

"Brother Chen, where are you going?"

Bai Ye was curious, it was still the same as before.

"Small world."

Xiao Chen whispered something, and he ran the "Chaos Art", his upper Dantian trembled, the power of his soul fluctuated, and his perception of all changes around him reached its highest level.

Although there is no change in this place in sight, it is definitely different from just now.

The small space in the werewolf ancestral land should be very stable, otherwise there would be no portal.
To be continued...