Jialing Pass, a River of Blood

"That... that ferocious beast ranked seventh on the Golden List?!"

Qian Renxue's pupils contracted sharply, and her grip on the Angel Holy Sword tightened involuntarily.

She had never expected that while Tang San had disappeared for that brief time, he had gone to fetch this monster!

"HAHAHA!"

Tang San looked at the descending Evil Eye Tyrant Lord and let out a manic laugh.

"Qian Renxue, are you afraid?"

"This is my ally!"

"Today, I will leave not a blade of grass standing at Jialing Pass!"

Below, amid the Shrek Allied Forces, the people who had been anxiously unsettled erupted into deafening cheers at the sight.

"Reinforcements!"

"My god, the Blue Hao King actually invited a divine beast of this caliber!"

"I knew Third Brother wouldn't lose!"

Ma Hongjun's face flushed red with excitement as he waved his fists and shouted.

Yu Xiaogang was trembling all over with excitement, tears streaming down his aged face.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Little San truly is a man of immense fortune!"

"If he can even subdue a ferocious beast like this, why worry that Spirit Hall won't be destroyed?"

In their eyes, since this terrifying giant eye had been invited by Tang San, it was their guardian deity, a sharp sword aimed at their enemies.

However.

The next second.

Reality dealt everyone a loud, merciless slap across the face.

The Evil Eye Tyrant Lord's enormous eyeball turned once in midair.

It did not directly attack Qian Renxue or Jialing Pass's defensive array as Tang San had expected.

It looked toward the densely packed masses on the battlefield.

Whether they were soul masters in Spirit Hall uniforms or soldiers clad in Heaven Dou Empire armor.

To it, there was no difference at all.

There were only two words.

Food.

Delicious food, rich with the scent of