At this moment.
The Qingqiu Tribe.
Everyone was on high alert.
Standing at the forefront were the fox people of the Qingqiu Tribe, and behind them were other tribal members with some combat capability.
Tu Shanyue and Tushan Yueli gazed into the distance, their eyes heavy with grave concern.
There, the skies were filled with dust, and an ominous and terrifying aura continuously emanated.
"Yueli, this time the Qingqiu Tribe might not make it!"
Tu Shanyue had tried to open a path for the weaker tribes to escape.
However, the Demon Race refused to engage her.
Whenever she attacked, the demons scattered, and as soon as she returned to protect the main forces, they quickly regrouped and blockaded.
With this back-and-forth, time was quickly running out.
Reluctantly, Tu Shanyue had to choose to face the king-level fierce beast head-on.
She had heard of this beast's fearsome reputation before.
The Blood Race Ancestor had once fallen to this very beast.
