The Wind-Chasing Beast wore a look of disdain.
Qin Feng looked at the scene before him, so familiar it hurt, and without even thinking, silently pulled back a distance.
Because earlier, that Lord Beast God had shown the exact same attitude too—and the result?
Very, very miserable.
So the Qin Family's Wind-Chasing Beast probably would not be much of an exception either.
"A mere junior of the human race. Now and today, you actually dare to challenge us great Evil Gods?
Today, I'll let you know what the vast and boundless power of a god truly is."
The Wind-Chasing Beast was snow-white from head to toe, with a pair of eyes ringed in red, both pupils crimson.
Its figure was not as hideous, sturdy, and massive as the Beast God's had been. Instead, it was unusually petite, yet the fur all over its body radiated streaks of lightning brilliance, making it look anything but ordinary.
And not only that—when it moved ever so slightly, even the lightning could not keep up with its speed for a moment, let alone ordinary naked eyes.
The gap between the two sides was naturally even greater.
Qin Feng smiled faintly. "Poor Lord Wind-Chasing Beast of my Qin Family. Now and today, you're actually going to end up in such a tiny little state.
You're definitely going to be beaten by Lord Qin so badly even your mother won't recognize you.
One big word, 'miserable,' isn't even enough."
At this moment, Qin Feng also covered his face, not daring to keep watching for a time.
And the result was just as he had expected; there was not much change at all.
With a sharp crack, a resounding slap landed viciously on the Wind-Chasing Beast's body.
That single blow directly beat the other party completely senseless,