"Ao Wu... Ao Wu..."
The shrill howls were like funeral bells from the Netherworld, carrying the stench of blood as they closed in from all directions. Each cry made his eardrums buzz.
The earth no longer trembled faintly. It heaved violently like a drumskin trampled apart by a giant beast, splitting open with spiderweb-like cracks.
The distant horizon rose into a continuous stretch of dark silhouettes. They truly looked like countless moving hills, rolling this way with an earth-shattering momentum.
Su Fan floated above the base with his hands behind his back, his robes snapping in the unseen pressure of the wind.
His gaze was as sharp as a quenched blade. It pierced through the dust filling the sky and locked straight onto the distance.
Hundreds of enormous figures were breaking free from the chaotic dust. Each one looked like an ancient demon god descending into the world, its body blotting out the daylight. The pressure it radiated was like solid mountains, making the defensive formation below begin to hum,
flickering with a dim light as though it were on the verge of shattering. The beast king charging at the very front resembled a giant python. As its nearly thousand-zhang-long body slithered across the ground, it could crush entire stands of ancient trees beneath it.
Its entire body was covered in dark-golden scales, whose edges glimmered with a venom-tempered black sheen.
Twisted black patterns covered them, like curse marks traced in blood. Each time its body writhed, the patterns flashed, radiating an eerie aura that made the soul tremble.
Its head was so ferocious that no one dared look straight at it. Its two scarlet vertical pupils were as large as lanterns, with violent flames dancing within them.
As its several-zhang-long black, venomous tongue flicked in and out, a pungent