Leaves flew wildly, boulders tumbled, and the earth shook.
But the people of Stone Village behind the palisade soon realized something was wrong.
The dark tide charging toward them struck not Stone Village first, but the people of Bei Village.
"Chief! Something's wrong! They're coming at us!" A hunter from Bei Village went pale with terror and screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Get on the wolves! Hurry!" Bei Liqing shrieked, his face white as paper.
But the enormous beasts Old Bei had forcibly driven out of the mountains were already maddened. How could they still distinguish friend from foe?
The Dragon-Horned Elephant at the front brought down a foot, crushing two giant wolves that failed to dodge into bloody pulp. Blood spurted higher than a man's head. Dozens of Bei Village hunters and their wolves were knocked sprawling, and screams mingled with the crack of breaking bones.
Wang Xuan watched coldly.
"Bei Village's guardian spirit really is ruthless!"
"Once the beast tide starts, it doesn't care which village is which. It'll trample everything flat. Even the people of Bei Village are nothing but disposable pawns in its eyes."
The giant wolves had been deployed to surround the village, but the beast tide shattered their formation, sending them fleeing.
The wolf king carrying Bei Liqing failed to turn in time. A Flame Rhinoceros charged headlong into it, tossing wolf and rider several yards away with its horn.
Bei Liqing spat blood in midair and crashed into a heap of rocks. Two surviving clansmen hurriedly dragged him away, stumbling and crawling toward the rear.
In the blink of an eye, Bei Village's forces were in utter chaos.
"This..." Shi Feijiao gaped, forgetting even to raise his spear.
"What a ruthless heart Old Bei has." A chill filled Shi Linhu's eyes.