Beast Race Never Be Slaves

Beast Race Never Be Slaves

Sect Master Jun had truly saved all living beings by accident. If the relevant authorities in charge of such matters had never managed to find the Purple Lin Demon King, then once it recuperated, recovered its strength, and led its underlings out to kill, the entire continent would inevitably be plunged into a bloody storm.

However.

The price of doing a good deed in such a muddleheaded way without leaving his name was that the beast army would not attack anyone else, but instead turn its spearhead toward the Eternal Sect.

"Come on, come on."

Jun Changxiao sat in the Main Hall, propping his cheek up with one hand. "Whether I can complete the Side Quest depends entirely on you lot."

"Sect Master."

Xue Rengui entered clad in Battle Armor and cupped his hands. "The defensive line has been set up. The villagers along the route from Death Valley to Iron Bone Mountain have also been evacuated and properly settled!"

"Mm."

Jun Changxiao nodded. Then, with a thought, he temporarily shut down the grand sect-protecting formation. The several Streamers that had been blocked all this time finally broke free of their restraints and flew toward Death Valley.

Everything was ready.

All that remained was to wait for them to attack!

Although there was a mission involved, using his own sect to stand against a beast army was truly enough to inspire solemn respect.

"Jie... jie jie jie..."

Sensing that the distress signals he had released had already flown away, the Purple Lin Demon King, lying in its cell, immediately let out a strange laugh. However, because it tugged at its injuries, its grin looked exceptionally savage.

Eternal Sect.

Your day of doom had arrived!

At the foot of the mountain.

Several thousand Wolf Cavalry