The evil beasts surged like a tide, their scale far surpassing any previous outbreak. The wicked shadows sweeping across the sky nearly blotted out the daylight, and the dust raised by their stampede tangled with the demonic clouds around Qin He, merging into an oppressive, eerie crimson haze.
Inside the Golden War Chariot, the Divine Envoy's expression changed drastically.
He had never expected the Sky Demon Evil Beast Tide to erupt so suddenly.
Standing within the demonic clouds, Qin He looked at the scene before him, a flicker of surprise passing through his eyes.
He had originally been pondering how to break the formation. He had not expected the Evil Beast Tide to erupt, and he did not know whether it was a coincidence or stirred by his own aura. It felt more like the latter.
The evil beasts came thundering forward like a raging torrent, yet less than a hundred zhang from Qin He, they abruptly split into two streams.
Within the beast horde to the left, a Demon Rhino more than a zhang tall suddenly stopped. Its huge, bell-like eyes locked tightly onto Qin He, while white vapor carrying the stench of sulfur billowed from its nostrils.
The evil beasts behind it also came to a halt, their restless low growls gradually falling silent.
The next instant, the Demon Rhino suddenly bent its knees, its forelimbs slamming heavily against the ground as though performing some ancient, barbaric rite.
The other evil beasts followed suit. Some lowered themselves, while others bowed their heads. Their originally savage auras withdrew completely, revealing an almost devout posture of submission.
Qin He's brow shifted slightly, but he remained still.
The demonic energy around him flowed slowly. Perhaps it was that pure, dense demonic aura that made these creatures regard him as the supreme