Outside the Berserk Beast Realm,
Inside a small wooden cabin at the entrance of the Berserk Beast Realm, Elder Wren was cultivating with his eyes closed in a cross-legged position.
In front of him, there was a small table with tiny green-coloured pebbles placed in a proper order of 5x9, with 5 rows and nine columns.
But, two of the pebbles in a particular column were broken.
'Kacha'
Suddenly, a bead from another column was broken on its own, making Elder Wren open his eyes.
'It looks like finally they killed him at the cost of losing two of their youngsters.'
Elder Wren was not happy nor sad as he silently muttered to himself.
'It looks like it must be the Bloodclaw Tribe who was able to kill him. As expected of the Bloodclaw Tribesmen, they are quite strong if they managed to kill that slippery eel of the Primal Fang Tribe.'
He still had no expression on his face as he continued, 'It means they got their hands on that Heavenly Item from the Primal Fang Tribe.'
