"Fifteen Seventh-grade beast spirits?"
Han Yue's expression turned solemn upon hearing this.
If it were any one of their factions, they would likely find it difficult to take them on alone.
"The Golden Lion Clan intends to join forces and deal with these beast spirit hordes first. Once we reach the Treasure Land, we can decide who gets it in the end," Huo Yuan said, casting Han Yue a glance with his scarlet eyes.
Han Yue neither agreed nor disagreed. "Let's go take a look first."
With that, he led the group into the forest and swiftly headed deeper inside.
Behind them, Huo Yuan watched Han Yue's group with a flicker in his eyes. He waved his hand and quickly led his men after them.
After half an hour of rapid travel, Lin Langtian's group stood atop a massive grayish-white boulder, gazing down at the enormous basin below the slope.
"This is where the Treasure Beast fell," Han Yue said gravely, pointing at the vast basin.
Lin Langtian and the others looked over. Above that enormous basin, terrifying Death Qi had nearly condensed into gray clouds. Not a trace of life could be seen between heaven and earth.
Just then, golden light suddenly flashed in the distance, followed by the sound of rushing wind. Han Yue immediately became alert.
Those golden lights soon appeared nearby. When the figures emerged, their burly builds brought with them an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Lin Langtian's gaze swept over them. There were six of them in total, all large and powerfully built, with golden hair and faint golden patterns on their faces.
Their golden pupils overflowed with unconcealed dominance and intimidation.
Clearly, these were experts from the Golden Lion Clan.
At the very front of the Golden Lion Clan stood an especially massive man.