Fierce Beasts were different from demons and monsters. Once demons and monsters cultivated their True Spirits, they could transform into demons, awaken their intelligence, and eventually become no different from the Human Race. Their divine abilities and innate talents could even surpass those of humans.
But Fierce Beasts were different. Their defining trait was their ferocity: they were born savage, with violent temperaments, and their strength grew with their lifespan. The more they devoured, the stronger they became, but they never awakened intelligence, much less transformed into human form.
In a sense, Fierce Beasts were the purest kind of beast.
At that moment, as Fierce Qi surged from the lake, its surface suddenly split apart. A furious roar rang out from the depths.
The sound was like thunder, as if it could shatter a person's mind. Even Lu Cun, a powerhouse who had perfected all three kinds of qi, was breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Something's wrong! It's stronger than before! Just how much blood and flesh has it devoured over the years?"
"Looks like this big fellow isn't too happy about our arrival."
Ye Kang spoke slowly, then waved his hand, scattering thousands of Jade Talismans around the lake.
Fierce Beasts were stronger than demons and monsters, but because they lacked intelligence, they rarely tried to stop Human Race martial artists from setting up formations. That saved Ye Kang quite a bit of trouble.
The next moment, waves surged dozens of zhang into the air, and a black-and-red figure burst out of the lake.
It had the head of a tiger, but the lower half of its body resembled a piranha. Four feet like ox hooves supported it, its body was covered in black-and-red scales, and its dorsal fin was as sharp as a steel blade. It looked