Upon hearing Shi Siyao's words, Zhou Kun and Meng Changtian present couldn't help but turn towards Ji Haoyuan again.
Ji Haoyuan pondered briefly and then said:
"Let's head back first and have everyone prepare for the great battle."
While speaking, Ji Haoyuan glanced ahead at the numerous demon beasts swiftly retreating towards the Qiu Long Mountain Range, his eyes flashing with cold intent.
Boom!
He raised his hand and lightly pressed down on the demon beasts retreating towards the Qiu Long Mountain Range below.
In an instant, a giant hand emitting a faint yellow light descended with a roar.
A large mist of blood suddenly rose from below.
In this moment, countless demon beasts transformed into blood and flesh under Ji Haoyuan's palm.
Indeed, there is a rule in battles of this scale that high-ranking cultivators should not attack low-level beasts.
But rules are dead letters.
