The gates of the Beast God Temple emitted a humming sound, and golden light shone forth.
The beastmen below the altar suddenly felt that their earlier anticipation for the Beast God Temple's doors to open had been a sacrilege against the Beast God. One by one, they knelt down.
"Beast God, I was wrong!"
"I beg the Beast God's forgiveness, I beg the Beast God's forgiveness."
"Beast God, I was wrong, we were all wrong!"
Jin Yao had never been criticized so severely before. She broke free from Han Shuang's embrace and stood up to confront Bai Feng. "On what grounds do you criticize me? Just because you are the High Priest?"
"High Priest, do you think all the beastmen in the world are foolish? The Beast God is already dead, why haven't you told everyone? And why can't I open the Beast God Temple?"
"The Beast God is dead?" The beastmen whispered to each other in terror.
"How could the Beast God possibly be dead?!"
"What is Priest Jin Yao talking about?"
