Standing atop a tall, rubble-strewn hill, Qin Fengming looked into the distance. More than ten li ahead, a vast curtain of windblown sand obscured everything, stretching beyond the limits of sight. Within the sandstorm, countless towering figures ran about, appearing and vanishing.
Dull beast roars came from the distant sandstorm. Though they drifted erratically, Qin Fengming's keen ears could still make them out clearly.
The roars brimmed with savage ferocity. Anyone who heard them could not help feeling deeply terrified.
He released his divine sense once more. Fierce light flashed in Qin Fengming's eyes, and his brows drew tightly together.
Although the vast yellow sand greatly obstructed divine sense, he could still identify what those towering figures within it were.
One strange demonic beast after another, each two or three zhang long, charged and collided through the yellow sand, making the ground beneath them tremble and shudder.
They were called demonic beasts, but they differed from the heavily demonic-qi-laden beasts normally seen. Not the slightest trace of demonic qi showed on their bodies; all that pervaded them was a savage intent.
These demonic beasts were powerfully built and enormous. Some had tough horns growing from their heads, some had sharp teeth protruding beyond their lips, and some were covered from head to toe in scales. Though their forms varied, they shared one thing: they were savage, bloodthirsty, and explosively violent.
Seeing the beasts hidden in the distant yellow sand, whose limits even his divine sense could not reach, fear suddenly filled Qin Fengming's eyes. The terror in his heart had reached its utmost limit.
In the outside world, even if there had been several times as many of these beasts, he would not have feared them in the slightest. But here, with not a trace of magic power available within