Ye Tian did not even glance at the four ferocious beasts beside Zhu Yan. He had merely released the shackles on their bloodlines; this, too, counted as one of Ye Tian's experiments.
And the development of events had not exceeded Ye Tian's expectations. These ferocious beasts whose bloodlines had been shackled were indeed all under the World Master's control.
Once the bloodline shackles were opened, they could escape the World Master's methods. Although the four beasts still had no chance of survival under the World Master's power and had collapsed beside him one after another, without even room to struggle, it at least proved one thing: unlike countless other ferocious beasts, they had not turned into bloodwater altars.
Ye Tian had also sensed that, within the wild forest, these four ferocious beasts had released the bloodline shackles of some other beasts and passed this method on. But there were simply too many ferocious beasts throughout the entire wild forest.
Though the four beasts had deliberately spread it, they had not forced the matter. Thus, even now, the beasts whose bloodline shackles had been released were merely a drop in the ocean within the wild forest.
If the World Master thought he could use these four beasts as a restraint to make Ye Tian hesitate like a rat fearing a shattered vessel, then he was gravely mistaken.
Dark light flowed through Ye Tian's eyes. Though his body did not move, he stood firm amidst the eight desolations, as though he had existed here since ancient times. The power of that bow was truly unmatched. The spatial rifts behind Ye Tian had initially been high in the sky, but every time they vanished and reopened, they drew closer to him. Moreover, the gaps grew wider, and the rifts multiplied.
It was said