The sky had been a clear blue, but at some point, dark clouds had gathered overhead. A murderous aura surged toward them like a tide.
Now the black specks came into focus: countless hawks and eagles blotted out the sky, while fierce wolves, tigers, bears, lions, and other beasts surged across the earth like a black flood, making the ground tremble. Along with them came countless bizarre Savage Beasts, the likes of which no one in the Primordial World could even name. More than a hundred thousand of them pressed forward, blotting out the sky and covering the land.
The howls of beasts rang through the heavens. They stretched as far as the eye could see, their eyes gleaming with savagery, their fangs bared. An air of despair spread throughout the Houtu Tribe.
Wu Qi drew in a sharp breath. This was the fourth Beast Tide. The chieftain, Houyi, had brutally suppressed the first three, and tens of thousands of Savage Beasts had become nourishment for the tribe's growth. Great Wu Houyi had even ventured deep into a Demonic Beast stronghold and slain a demon king at the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.
The Demonic Beasts had been relatively quiet since then, but the incident had left the Wu Race deeply shaken. The Demon Race was simply too vast, and they also possessed magical treasures and weapons that could increase their fighting strength.
The Wu Race's small population was already a major disadvantage. Lacking weapons and magical treasures put them at an even greater disadvantage.
Chieftain Houyi knew the tribe needed to arm itself. The weapons collected on the battlefield had already been distributed, though the people were used to fighting barehanded and had struggled to adjust at first. The tribe's defenses were another major concern. Just