Lu Yuan's voice was calm. He made no attempt to argue.
He stood on the Golden Winged Great Peng's back, gazing down at the vast Beast Tide.
Looking at the White King at the head of the horde, he spoke again. "You're right. In this new era, the strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive. There's only one way to settle things: see whose fists are bigger."
"You can unleash a Beast Tide and threaten human cities because you're strong."
"And I can kill every king leading this horde by myself. That makes what I say the truth, too."
His words rang in the ears of the eight Mutant Beast Kings present.
Roar—
Roar—
They were all furious.
He was just a human, yet he was outrageously arrogant.
He actually thought he could wipe out every king there with his own strength?
To them, this was an insult—a blatant declaration of war.
The kings roared as one.
Their voices swept across the entire area.
The distant forest shuddered, and leaves rained down.
Every Mutant Beast King was in the Shackled Realm and possessed human intelligence.
They were even prouder than humans, and now they had been thoroughly enraged, as if they were about to tear the man before them to pieces.
"Bold words indeed. Let's see if you have the ability to back them up." The White King was no different. Its eyes were blood-red, and as a Mutant Beast, it radiated killing intent that surged into a storm and rushed straight toward Lu Yuan high above.
"Wait for me at a distance."
Lu Yuan spoke, telling the Golden Winged Great Peng to move away.
Without hesitation, he raised his right hand and swept the storm aside.
Then he leaped straight down from the sky, releasing the aura