Andrew Han understood the meaning behind White-Blood Wolves.
To ordinary people, leukemia is a malignant clonal disease of the cells. In contrast, White-Blood Wolves are mutated under the influence of Demonic power, with their own genes clashing and causing their Demonic bodies to proliferate and undergo alienation.
In short—
White-Blood Demons belong to the alienated class of Demons.
They fall into two extremes—either terribly weak, or their cells mutate, greatly enhancing their Demonic power and causing their strength to skyrocket, far surpassing Demons of the same class.
"Obviously."
"This is an exceptionally terrifying White-Blood Wolf!"
Andrew Han narrowed his eyes, sliding his right foot to the side to adjust his position. Extreme vigilance mingled with burning battle intent, making his mind increasingly calm.
When faced with unexpected situations, never panic.
Carter Yan also lowered his stance, closing the distance to Andrew Han. His expression was as grave as gathering storm clouds.
"What should we do?"
What he really wanted to ask was how to stall for time.
But Andrew Han merely smiled faintly, his words leaking killing intent and battle spirit: "Kill it!"
By now, the blood in his body was heavy as lead and mercury, having reached the peak of the Martial Artist Realm. Coupled with his formidable physique, vast Presented Liquid Internal Power, and Fusion-level techniques—he was not much weaker than a high-tier Martial General.
Moreover—
Carter Yan came from a sect; even though he had just advanced to high-tier Martial General, his strength was not to be underestimated.
Could the two of them together not kill this White-Blood Demon?
They could!
They absolutely could!
On the other side, the giant wolf Demon’s eyes glowed with a ghastly white—devoid of any hint of focus—yet this only made its ferocity more obvious. Even ordinary Martial Generals dared not meet its gaze.