The Overlord Turns Pale

The vast, savage aura of ferocious beasts shook all directions. So many powerful beasts stunned Stone Village.

Only after a long while did earthshaking cries of alarm erupt.

Stone Village immediately became lively. A group of rambunctious children gathered around the many beasts outside the village, touching this one and patting that one with excited expressions.

Even some of Stone Village's burly men and elders were deeply moved. Many of these beasts were ones they had never even seen before. If not for the Old Clan Chief knowing their names, they would not have recognized them.

"With so many beasts, how much true blood could we refine?!"

A man stroked Ni Jun, whose body resembled pure gold, and sighed repeatedly.

"These are all overlords from the depths of the Great Wilderness. Every one of them would shake the Great Wilderness upon appearing, forcing countless tribes to relocate!"

An elder of Stone Village muttered to himself.

"Great fortune, great fortune! The little brats in the village are truly blessed!"

The men of the Hunting Team sighed with emotion.

If they had also been cleansed by so much true beast blood back then, their achievements would surely have exceeded what they were now.

Old Clan Chief Shi Yunfeng's hands could not help trembling. "Everyone, my friends, these gifts are far too generous, far too precious."

"What does this amount to? Old Clan Chief, don't stand on ceremony!"

The burly man laughed loudly and strode forward, scooping Little Stone into his arms. His straw-like beard trembled without end. "My name is Jiuli. Shi Hao, hello!"

Jiuli's laughter was like a great bell, making everyone's ears buzz.

Even Little Tadpole could not help covering his ears.

"Jiuli..."

The man in green robes shook his head slightly and said softly, "My name is Wan Qing."