Jǐngyáng gradually awoke from his unconscious state. He felt as if he were immersed in a weightless pool of water. It should have been a warm and comfortable sensation, but at this moment, his heart was pounding wildly, as if it were about to burst. Jingyáng numbly realized that there seemed to be an eerie presence, feeling like scalding boiling water, yet also icy cold, wanting to burrow into the deepest part of his heart...,Jingyang's heart was filled with despair. He quietly let go of the tall grass he had parted, and lay helpless on the ground, hoping that the beast on the slope hadn't actually seen him...,Wild Wolf Jing Yang's pupils contracted. The pentagram of blood quickly dissipated on the enemy wolf's tongue, unable to leave the expected rose-gold pentagram pattern - it was a failure!。