The Exotic Beasts from Other Realms actually possessed the power of flight. No wonder they had long since vanished from this Mortal World.
Not the slightest trace of mortal presence remained in the empty city. Those survivors had probably already become food in the bellies of the Flying Exotic Beasts patrolling the skies.
By now, the shrill cries of the Flying Exotic Beasts were drawing closer. Su Fan's heart tightened as he realized he could no longer stay in this courtyard.
The moment his fingertips touched the door, he gently pushed it open and slipped outside. After a few quick steps, he reached the courtyard wall, suddenly exerted force through his waist and abdomen, and vaulted over it like a civet cat.
Su Fan sprinted through the narrow alley. The crisp crunch of broken tiles beneath his feet rang especially sharply in the Dead Silence.
When he neared a collapsed house, he glanced up at the black shadow circling overhead, then lowered himself and slipped into the ruins, hiding behind a broken wall.
"Rumble..."
After a while, a deafening roar suddenly exploded. The ground shook violently, and the smoke and dust billowed like ink-black waves, nearly blotting out the daylight.
Inside the half-collapsed house where Su Fan was hiding, dust and broken tiles pattered down. Snapped rafters creaked, while plaster mixed with shattered bricks pelted his shoulders, piling up into a thick layer in the blink of an eye.
He shook the dust from his body and moved to a gap in the wall. Peering outside through the crack, his heart suddenly clenched.
A Flying Exotic Beast with a wingspan several yards across was frantically clawing through the courtyard where he had been moments ago.
The Flying Exotic Beast was blood-red from head to toe, its exposed muscles grotesquely prominent