"Roar!"
"Boom..."
"Crunch crunch..."
"Howl..."
In the abyss, nearly twenty thousand figures from the Three Clan Army rampaged...
Nine thousand Men in White, over two thousand Pianuo, and nearly seven thousand Yaksha People, divided into squads, kept a safe distance while roaring and desolate howling as they searched everywhere.
The piles of Exotic Beasts' skeletons underfoot crunched and shattered under their steps, sending clouds of bone dust into the air like rising dust.
This scene seemed normal; the Three Clan Army seemed intent on digging three feet into the ground, searching for the beast-shaped wristband that had just shot through as a ray of light.
With so many people, the abyss, though vast, was unlikely to withstand their frenzied disruption; it was only a matter of time before the wristband, which disappeared headfirst after flying here, would eventually be found.
