Screams kept pouring into their ears, but no matter how rampant the Giant Monster was, it was impossible for it to use its own strength to clash head-on against all the immortal cultivators present.
After all, there were nearly a hundred old monsters in the Nascent Soul Realm alone.
Aside from the head seat of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect's Arhat Hall, there was another cultivator who drew attention. This person was less than three feet tall, with red lips and white teeth, looking just like a young boy.
Yet his attacks were extremely vicious. He was likewise an old monster at Nascent Soul Late Stage, and accompanying him was a tiger-demon Puppet, more than thirty feet long, with twin wings on its back. Its divine abilities were probably comparable to a demonic beast at the early Transformation stage.
Lin Xuan did not recognize him, but he supposed the man should be someone from the Heavenly Ingenuity Sect.
Just these two joining hands had strength a notch above the Giant Monster's, not to mention there were nearly a hundred other old monsters. Even if the other low-level cultivators were only making up the numbers, they could still serve some purpose.
The Giant Monster tried several times to flee, but was forcibly driven back each time. Seeing that there was no chance of survival, a thread of madness flashed through its eyes. It actually ignored those Nascent Soul old monsters and charged into the low-level cultivators, slaughtering at will.
For a time, screams rose and fell one after another, and the Nascent Soul old monsters could not help growing furious.
Each displayed their divine abilities, and heaven and earth changed color for it.
Several hours later, accompanied by an unwilling roar, the Giant Monster finally perished, turning into a pile of