Rumble... Rumble...
The massive roar shook the heavens and earth. A large section of the mountain range collapsed, resembling the gaping maw of a gigantic beast. Trees, grass, and boulders were all dragged underground, even smaller mountain peaks sank into the ground as if swallowed by the sea—an apocalyptic scene unfolding.
Wang Xiaoqiang stood on the Holy Path of Courage, his figure slightly elevated; the Patterned Beast let out a panicked screech and flapped its wings to fly higher. Both master and pet displayed looks of shock as they witnessed the horrifying scene below.
Ever since arriving in the Biluo Realm, this was Wang Xiaoqiang's first brush with a life-threatening crisis, a massive sense of fear growing within him. As this fear burgeoned, the two Fear Shields inside him grew stronger, then split into four.
