A deafening beast roar suddenly came from outside the window, and the ground actually trembled slightly. Tang Wulin turned sideways to look out the window.
In the night, several enormous figures were closing in from different directions. Each one exuded terrifying pressure—they were the Fierce beasts who followed the Silver Dragon King!
Di Tian floated in midair, his dragon wings spread wide enough to blot out the sky, his scales gleaming with a cold light.
Bi Ji had taken human form, surrounded by dense life energy.
The other Fierce beasts had also taken their positions. Some stomped the ground and stirred up earth and stone, while others controlled water to gather crashing waves, tightly encircling the entire house.
"Lord, the formation is ready!"
Di Tian's voice was respectful.
The Fierce beasts' powers surged at once. Golden, green, blue, and other lights intertwined into a massive barrier, completely cutting this patch of land off from the outside world.
It was as though the entire world had lost a corner.
"Who... are you..." The Golden Dragon King within him kept slamming against its seal, desperately tearing outward. Tang Wulin was in so much pain that he could barely speak.
At that moment, a blue-golden phantom flew out of his body.
"Old Tang..." In his daze, Tang Wulin recognized the phantom.
Tang San's Divine Sense phantom swayed violently within the barrier, its blue-golden radiance dimming further. This Divine Sense was now incredibly weak, as though it might dissipate at any moment. "Silver Dragon King, are you truly determined to wipe us out?"
His voice carried anger, but also a trace of helplessness.
Ever since he had discovered that something had gone wrong with Tang Hao last time, he had known that he could no longer protect Tang Wulin.
Na'er did not reveal herself.