Li Zhexian clung tightly to the Blood Tooth Demon Tiger's back as the surging tide of Spirit Beasts swept him into the distance.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling chased after him like mad.
However.
This pack of Spirit Beasts, each with at least several thousand years of cultivation, was far too fast for human beings to catch.
They could only watch helplessly as the herd turned into a cloud of dust within the vast forest.
Until it vanished completely.
The two women's faces instantly turned pale.
Yufeng and the other three hurried over, panting heavily, their voices full of panic.
"What exactly happened?"
"Why are the Spirit Beasts in this area acting so strangely?!"
Feng Xiao arrived with the Wind Sword Sect disciples, his expression grave.
"Unless the legendary Forest King commanded the beasts."
"Then there is only one possibility..."
His gray-blue eyes swept across the still-restless woods.
"A heavenly treasure has emerged in this forest, driving these Spirit Beasts mad."
Feng Buyu forced down his unsightly expression and said in a low voice,
"Brother Zhexian is blessed by fate. He will surely be safe."
"We should immediately..."
Before he could finish.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling had already turned into two streaks of light, racing in the direction where the Spirit Beasts had disappeared.
Seeing this, Yufeng, Osler, and the Shi Brothers did not dare hesitate and hurried after them.
On the Blood Tooth Demon Tiger's back.
Its crimson fur was like countless steel needles, stabbing Li Zhexian's flesh until it ached.
The violent jolting made his insides churn, and he nearly vomited.
He gripped the sword hilt tightly, not daring to loosen his hand in the slightest.
All around him were Spirit Beasts with cultivation spanning several thousand years, even ten thousand years. Their rank, feral stench and