Li Zhixian clung tightly to the Bloodfang Demon Tiger's back as the stampeding tide of soul beasts swept him into the distance.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling chased after him as if they had gone mad.
However.
These soul beasts all possessed at least several thousand years of cultivation, and their speed was far beyond what humans could match.
They could only watch helplessly as the herd of soul beasts turned into a cloud of dust within the vast forest.
Until it vanished completely.
The two women's faces instantly went pale.
Yufeng and the other four came running up, panting heavily, their voices filled with alarm.
"What exactly happened?"
"Why are the soul beasts in this area acting so strangely?!"
Feng Xiao arrived with the Wind Sword Sect disciples, his expression grave.
"Unless the legendary King of the Forest has commanded the beasts."
"Then there is only one possibility..."
His gray-blue eyes swept over the still-restless forest.
"A heavenly treasure has appeared in this forest, driving these soul beasts mad."
Feng Buyu suppressed his grim expression and said in a deep voice.
"Brother Banished Immortal is blessed by fate. He will surely be safe."
"We should immediately..."
Before he could finish.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling had already turned into two streaks of light, racing toward the direction in which the soul beasts had disappeared.
Seeing this, Yufeng, Osler, and the Shi Brothers did not dare hesitate and hurried after them.
On the Bloodfang Demon Tiger's back.
Its crimson fur was like steel needles, stabbing Li Zhixian's flesh until it ached.
The violent jolting made his insides churn, and he nearly vomited.
He gripped the sword hilt tightly, not daring to loosen his hold in the slightest.
All around him were soul beasts with several thousand, even ten-thousand-year cultivation bases.