The Heaven's Mandate Organization is ultimately not the Heavenly Realm Guard, their intelligence isn't as comprehensive.
Therefore, Bai Mian and the other three are completely unaware of what has occurred.
Nor do they understand why Wang Ling is undergoing such transformations.
"Could it be that the convergence of the Three Wang Lings results in such changes? But that's not right; the Three Wang Lings have converged before, and this..."
Bai Mian cautiously stares at the black smoke ahead.
"Retreat, keep retreating!"
He leads the other three, continuously retreating back.
A hundred miles!
A thousand miles!
They continue to retreat, and just as this happens, the situation abruptly changes.
Bang!
The black smoke formed by the Three Wang Lings suddenly expands, growing to several dozen yards in size.
In the next moment, two large horns emerge from the black smoke.
"Demonic Beast?"
A thought arises in Bai Mian's heart and that of the other three.
