The Immortal Realm cultivators present remained alert at all times, keeping their divine sense extended.
The Wing King was particularly perceptive; he could swiftly detect even something as small as a mosquito or fly approaching.
Yet two Big Head Monsters had appeared without a sound and even silently carried off two black-robed men in their mouths. This was downright bizarre!
"Crunch, crunch, crunch..."
"Save me..."
The black-robed man named Le Er still retained a sliver of consciousness and let out a faint cry for help. Alongside his pleas, the sound of his bones being chewed assaulted everyone's ears in the quiet surroundings.
Several other black-robed men could no longer hold back. They started forward, intending to attack the Big Head Monsters and rescue Le Er.
"Stop!"
The black-robed leader rebuked them.
"But Le Er..."
One black-robed man spoke anxiously. Le Er was his closest brother; how could he stand by and watch him being devoured bite by bite?
"I said, don't go over there," the black-robed leader said with ironclad finality.
As the leader of the Night People Race, he cared deeply for every member of his race. His people were now in a monster's mouth just a few dozen feet away, yet he did not save them. It certainly was not because he did not want to, but because he could not.
The other black-robed men fell silent.
Even though their thick robes concealed their expressions, everyone could still feel their helplessness.
"What is that?" Blood Wolf asked quietly. His hands had already transformed into strands of fine spider silk, ready to react at any moment. The Immortal Hunters had, at most, roamed Shangqing Heaven; they lacked any fundamental understanding of anomalies or Yuqing Heaven.
"Those are anomalies too. Hate Grade anomalies, belonging to the kill species," the black-robed