Fight or die.
The Three-eyed Fire Toad Beast's decisive departure left the Wild Spirit Beasts without a leader. They looked at one another with pity and despair in their eyes. They all knew that today, they were probably doomed.
The Azure Flame Eagle circled above, its hawk-like gaze fixed on the crowd below. It suddenly threw back its head and let out a piercing cry. As its enormous gray-red wings beat fiercely, it seemed to be rallying them for one final charge into battle.
Behind it, several Wild Spirit Beasts roared with a hint of tragic resolve. Their nearly berserk spiritual energy surged as they charged forward in unison.
For a moment, their imposing momentum and fearless bearing made them seem unstoppable.
Feng Xuanzhi narrowed his eyes. He hadn't expected the Azure Flame Eagle to be so clever. Knowing that it would be difficult to decide the victor in a one-on-one fight—and that they might even be at a disadvantage—it had decisively led its companions into battle. If they could take even one of them down, it would count as a successful strategy.
In an instant, he barked, "Everyone, let's go! These beasts want to fight to the death, so don't give them any openings. Whether you get locked in a struggle or have to retreat for a while because you can't beat them, just keep yourselves alive. We'll still be the ones who win this battle in the end!"
Everyone nodded. Their spiritual energy surged and churned, wariness and vigilance gleaming in their eyes.
They knew the Wild Spirit Beasts had no way out, which was why they were staking everything on one desperate fight. They were different; they had no need to risk their lives.
As the Wild Spirit Beasts charged toward them, Feng Xuanzhi, Tang Yunting, and