Yang Yu watched the horde of Fierce Beasts charging toward him.
The ground shook as though it were about to flip over.
There were more than a hundred Fierce Beasts, and even the weakest were at the Fifth Step Path Severing Realm.
The dozen or so leading the charge radiated the power of the Sixth Step Name-Holding Realm.
They had no reason left.
All that remained in their enormous eyes was a hunger for Flesh.
Yang Yu stood his ground.
A cold smile tugged at his lips.
The Ultimate Abyss Wheel roared into being behind him.
Its gray-gold Divine Rings spun wildly, their dazzling light illuminating the gloomy continent in an instant.
The Primordial Power of ten million Abyss Name Holders surged through the Abyss Network.
Yang Yu had no intention of using any flashy techniques.
With such an overwhelming difference in power, tricks were pointless.
He raised his right hand and spread his fingers.
Thousands upon thousands of gray-gold Law Chains shot from the Ultimate Abyss Wheel.
They tore across the entire battlefield with unstoppable force.
The dozen or so Sixth Step Fierce Beasts at the front never even had time to scream.
The chains shredded their massive bodies in an instant.
Then came the hundred-odd Fifth Step Fierce Beasts behind them.
The Gray Gold Chains wove back and forth through the horde like a meat grinder.
In the blink of an eye, the high-level Fierce Beasts dissolved into dark-red motes of light that filled the sky.
Yang Yu drew a deep breath.
The motes poured into his body like rivers rushing to the sea.
The Origin Dao Sea churned once more.
The bottleneck in his cultivation seemed to loosen slightly.
Yang Yu smacked his lips, but his brow furrowed.
The motes could indeed raise his cultivation.
Their quality