With the Young Kai-Ming Beast's collision, the entire Mystic Art barrier shattered like fallen glass. The giant beast, its fur falling away and flesh rotting, charged through the barrier straight at the convoy.
In Yao Yuan's cockpit, Luo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. "A clone..."
The Giant Tiger that had smashed through the barrier had no chains around it, and there was no one on its back.
It was vastly different from the Young Kai-Ming Beast Luo Yan had seen earlier. Besides, he had activated his Divine Treasure. How could such a petty trick fool him?
Luo Yan did not rush to act himself.
Although that giant beast was descended from an ancient Divine Beast, it was ultimately only a Young Kai-Ming Beast. What was more, it had been parasitized by some "Galling Worm."
An Exotic Beast of this level was nothing to fear.
That was why he did not act. He knew his team members would handle it for him.
A flash of sword light.
It swept across the Giant Tiger's neck, and the Man-faced Tiger vanished into thin air, transforming into Gray Mist.
Luo Yan looked over. Not far away, Zhang Tianyi's mecha had one hand on its sword hilt. Clearly, he had been the one to strike.
At this moment, the barriers were broken one after another. Clones of the Giant Tiger charged in succession, each using various techniques resembling Mystic Arts.
The corrosive Gray Mist seemed to be a prerequisite for the Young Kai-Ming Beast's attacks. The clones released vast amounts of Gray Mist, causing the dense fog to surge forward like a tide.
Then, within the Gray Mist, a withered, rotten hand reached out and grabbed toward an armored vehicle on the ground.
Yang Kui's mecha arrived at that moment. Primal Energy radiance rose around