This Fire-Winged Monkey was a startling crimson, its entire body resembling a blazing flame.
If not for the different color of its fur, Nangong Xing would have thought this was Saint Lord Jiang Liu's tamed beast.
The Fire-Winged Monkey's appearance here made it obvious that these mutated beasts were a group led by it.
However, this group of mutated beasts seemed very strange. There were actually mutated beasts of every species among them.
Still, as the mutated beast with the smallest population, it was not strange for the Fire-Winged Monkey to have every kind of mutated beast under its command.
Although monkey-type mutated beasts formed a large race among the mutated beasts,
the Fire-Winged Monkey was an outlier among monkeys and could not be considered a true monkey species.
This was also the main reason why the monkey-type mutated beasts ostracized the Fire-Winged Monkey.
However, the Fire-Winged Monkey's cultivation talent was terrifyingly high. Almost every Fire-Winged Monkey that matured could break through to the Saint Realm.
Yet a Fire-Winged Monkey of the Divine Realm had never appeared in the Human Realm.
Without Nangong Xing needing to give an order, the Iron Blood Army had already instinctively formed a battle formation in preparation for the enemy.
This was the fighting habit they had developed through years of battle.
Even when they had been resting and eating moments ago, they could form their battle formation in the blink of an eye.
The Fire-Winged Monkey looked at the Iron Blood Army members standing ready for battle, and a clear trace of disdain appeared on its face.
Such a humanlike expression appearing before the Iron Blood Army immediately caused their hearts to sink.
No wonder they had been unable to find a way out ever since they were forced into this dense forest.
It