Roar!
Fierce Beasts roared on every side.
The ground shook without stopping, and rocks tumbled down from the distant mountains.
Flying Fierce Beasts packed the sky, dimming the light.
The Beast Tide had come to the Godfall Deadlands.
It had been a long time since this place had seen such a commotion.
The Absolute Cage lay shattered, and chaos had swallowed the area around the altar.
The few surviving Old Freaks had already been terrified of Yang Yu. Now, watching the Fierce Beasts surge toward them, they could barely stand and could only huddle at the edge of the altar.
Fifth Step Strange Birds, Sixth Step Demon Apes—and among the Beast Tide were hulking beasts of the Seventh and Eighth Steps.
Every Fierce Beast's eyes had turned red.
True God Will bore down on them, leaving only one thought in their minds.
Eat the living creatures on the altar. Seize the chance to become a god.
The Eighth Step Old Hag, with only half her body left, watched the Beast Tide as tears ran down her face.
"It's over. It's all over!"
She screamed in despair.
"This isn't a Trial at all! It's a slaughterhouse!"
The One-Legged Old Man stared at Yang Yu in the air, his lips trembling.
"It's all his fault!"
"If he hadn't driven God's Bane into a corner, how could the Secret Realm's rules have gone berserk?"
"No matter how strong he is, can he kill every Fierce Beast in the Secret Realm?"
"There are hundreds of millions of them!"
"They'll wear him to death!"
The Old Freaks huddled in the ruins, fear and hatred written across their faces.
They had burned through much of their Origin, with no way to replenish it here.
No matter how well Yang Yu fought, he couldn't hold out against