As time went on, more and more people noticed the commotion around Xiao Jin.
Compared with everyone else bitterly holding on, Xiao Jin's side looked downright relaxed.
With a casual strike, a dozen or so Fierce Beasts would be blasted into a mist of blood.
And it was not only Xiao Jin at the head who was like this. Even the beautiful women on either side of the team displayed quite formidable combat strength.
Besides that, the Dou Qi of these few seemed inexhaustible. Under the assault of the beast tide, they had already lasted for a quarter of an hour, and every time they attacked, they caused terrifying carnage, yet there was still no sign that their Dou Qi was running dry.
There were only two possible reasons for this phenomenon. One was that these people had some special method of recovering Dou Qi, which allowed them to fight sustainably.
The other was that this group's strength was clearly above the Fierce Beasts, and far above theirs as well. Attacks that seemed ferociously powerful to them were, to these few, nothing more than casual moves.
No matter which possibility it was, it was enough to prove that only by following behind this team would there be any hope of survival.
More and more people huddled behind Xiao Jin's group. A small number hid behind the teams of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix and the Soul Clan.
Xiao Jin did not mind these people trailing after them. The beast tide came from every direction. Although the team's constant advance meant that the number of Fierce Beasts at the rear was clearly lower than at the front, as Eighth-Rank and Ninth-Rank Fierce Beasts joined the battlefield, those followers still had no choice but to fight with all their strength.
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