Amidst a vast darkness, a colossal soul vortex ceaselessly churned...
This is the place of all things' return, the ultimate destination for all living beings...
The annihilated Wolf King, along with its myriad pack, dissolved into this immense soul vortex at this very moment.
The vortex was too immense to be described by language; even planet-sized entities were incredibly minuscule within its vastness.
And this vortex, entirely constructed from souls radiating spiritual light.
It was unimaginable, the sheer scale of death within a realm that could forge such a magnificent soul vortex.
The vortex continuously spun downwards, with immeasurable souls advancing towards the deepest abyss every moment.
And what awaited souls at the vortex's deepest point?
Would it be eternal oblivion, or a passage into the next cycle of reincarnation?
No one knew.
Most souls, upon entering this place, had already fallen into a state of unconsciousness, passively awaiting an unknown fate.
But the soul of the Night Wolf King, once a nightmare-class existence, had a dream at this moment.
It was a dream of how everything began.
...
Upon a boundless, verdant grassland, a colossal wolf pack galloped relentlessly.
Millions of wolves, when in motion, could truly be described as darkening the sky.
Yet, their immense numbers were but a drop in the ocean compared to the grassland beneath them.
From the perspective of the entire grassland, there were many other colossal species, just like the Night Wolf pack, and even more terrifying beasts as tall as mountains.
This world was not a human world; it was savage, terrifying, and powerful.
It was now midnight, and a colossal silver moon hung high above the horizon, its silvery moonlight illuminating the land brightly.
Hunting, fighting, and killing were the themes of survival for the creatures on this vast grassland.
A beast the size of a small mountain suddenly took notice of the galloping wolf pack; these weak but numerous creatures were the best source of sustenance.
The colossal beast opened its cavernous maw and lunged towards the wolf pack. Suddenly, a silver-white figure shot out from within the pack.
It was a silver wolf, not large in size, but majestic and awe-inspiring.
The silver wolf stepped on the air as if treading on solid ground. It faced the mountain-sized beast with no fear in its gaze.
The battle soon ceased. The blood-stained silver wolf stood atop the carcass of the beast, blood flowing freely down its silver-white fur, lending a wild ferocity to its otherwise elegant appearance.
Beneath the beast's corpse, the commanded wolf pack began its next meal.
In this world, eating and being eaten was the eternal, unchanging law.
There was no right or wrong, no good or evil; the strong lived, and the weak died.
The weak became sustenance for the strong, and the strong were themselves commanded by even stronger beings.
This was the world of the wild, and it was also the wolf king's homeland.
Gazing at its kin feeding below, the Night Wolf King felt a surge of pride after the fierce battle. This was its race, and it would lead them to continue surviving and growing stronger, no matter the challenges.
"Awooo!!!" The silver wolf raised its head, looking at the immensely large silver moon in the sky, and let out a long howl.
And the millions of wolves below also ceased their feeding, howling towards the moon together with their king!
Suddenly, the silver wolf king's pupils contracted sharply.
In its eyes, the center of the silver moon had suddenly been stained with a touch of crimson.
The crimson spread with incredible speed, and in an instant, the colossal silver moon rising from the horizon transformed into an ominous, crimson full moon.
The next moment, a voice echoed in the ears of all living beings in this world:
"I want to play a game with you."
....
All memories thereafter became blurred. It could no longer recall what it had experienced.
When its vision cleared again, it found itself in a world dominated by humans, commencing another round of slaughter under the command of a system.
The wolf king's eyes were closed, but a smile curved its lips.
What a worthy opponent. It couldn't imagine how strong that man would become in the future.
If possible, it truly wished to fight him again.
But under the power of the soul vortex, the wolf king's soul began to descend continuously.
As the vortex's depth increased, the soul pressure from its surroundings became increasingly terrifying. Even a nightmare-class soul completely lost consciousness here.
And this was merely one percent of the entire soul vortex traversed.
Suddenly, from the darkness, a will abruptly emerged. It precisely probed into the colossal soul vortex, seized the wolf king's soul, and dragged it out of the soul vortex, pulling it into the boundless darkness.
The existence of this will itself represented supreme power.
In an instant, the endless darkness was pierced, and the wolf king's soul returned to reality, integrating into a warm environment.
"Where is this?" the wolf king, upon waking again, was somewhat confused by the situation.
Death felt like a cold, void sensation, but now, it felt a warmth akin to returning to its mother's embrace.
Under this warmth, the wolf king's soul, which had been significantly diminished, fell into slumber once more.
And within its soul, the colossal silver moon from its homeland faintly appeared.
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[Pet has advanced! Congratulations on obtaining the Legendary pet "Howling Moon"!]
The silver-white colossal egg completely transformed into a ball of light, within which something seemed to be gestating.
After inputting a large amount of mana, Chen Luo felt a sense of familiarity and an undeniable sense of closeness towards the entity within the ball of light.
A moment later, the light slowly dissipated, and a milky wolf howl suddenly rang out:
"Awooo!"
The ball of light completely vanished, revealing a cute, silver-white little wolf, wagging its tail.
Its pair of azure eyes were filled with excitement, staring intently at Chen Luo.
Although it didn't know why wolves could wag their tails, it didn't matter, as the little creature looked undeniably adorable.
Chen Luo looked at the familiar azure eyes with surprise and tentatively asked, "Wolf King?"
Upon hearing this, the little wolf's eyes lit up. It straightened its entire body proudly and solemnly barked: "Awooo! (It's me!)"
Yes, it was that feeling of a little one trying hard to act like an adult.
Paired with its silver-white fur and its still-developing cub form, it was very cute!
Under the title talent "Wind Walker," even though the other party couldn't emit mental fluctuations, Chen Luo still understood the meaning of the little wolf's bark.
He spoke again, "I didn't expect to draw you out, and you've even advanced. You're not the Night Wolf King anymore, but Howling Moon?"
After the advancement was complete, the wolf king, no, Howling Moon's mind was also filled with corresponding knowledge.
Upon understanding the current situation, it immediately called out energetically:
"Awooo!" (Strong one! We meet again! Hurry up and fight me again!!)
After barking, Howling Moon immediately struck a fierce pose.