"Why did the spiritual energy suddenly turn so violent?"
Li Hu tightened his grip on his long saber, beads of sweat seeping from his temples as he scanned the sky. "This must have something to do with that earlier energy surge. I feel like something terrible is about to happen. We'd better get back to the safe zone!"
He came from a low-level world and knew nothing about the Mist Tide, but he could sense the changes in heaven and earth.
"Something feels wrong to me too. The fluctuations from the mutant beasts around us are getting stronger and stronger!" Wang Hou, who was traveling with him, turned pale. "I heard the elders say that violent spiritual energy can trigger a rampage of mutant beasts!"
"Go!"
Neither dared delay. They pushed off and sprinted toward the nearest safe zone.
The wilderness wind blew past, carrying a parched heat. Strange roars drifted faintly from the distant mountain forests, as though countless mutant beasts were awakening.
Their scalps prickled. Though both were Pre-Heaven Realm experts, they felt an intense unease.
"Wait... what's that?" Li Hu suddenly stopped and held out an arm to block Wang Hou.
On the hill ahead, a huge mass of pale green energy churned like a cloud of green mist, radiating powerful fluctuations of a mutant beast's aura.
With a roar, the energy contracted, and a green, wolf-shaped mutant beast taller than a man appeared before them, crystalline droplets dripping from its fangs.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
More and more green spiritual energy began taking shape in the nearby grass and behind the rocks. Giant green wolves coalesced one after another, completely cutting off their retreat.
"They're... newly formed mutant beasts!" the scrawny Wang Hou said, his voice trembling. "How is this possible? This is how these beasts form?"