Rumble...
Dark clouds gathered, lightning and thunder roared.
The battle between Xiluo, the Flying Sword, and the Evil Spirits had just begun, but the beast tide of the Hundred Lands Mountain Range had already taken form.
The roars of the beasts echoed throughout the forest.
The nearby mountain people raised their pitchforks and knives, nervously guarding the entrance of the village.
Thanks to the recent efforts of Li Er and Li Chengfeng, running around and preparing.
The small villages near Li Family Village had long been ready to face the beast tide.
"Get out, don't move in this direction!"
In the terrifying trend of the beast tide, Panhu stood out as he moved against the flow.
In fact, Panhu did not commence a massacre on those beasts.
He was merely guiding and driving the beasts to other, safer areas, avoiding conflicts with the mountain people.
