The World Lord Realm Beast King watched this scene, his eyes full of disbelief. He had never imagined that this half-step Beast King would actually dare to attack him.
Such a thing was unimaginable among their Blood Beast race.
Among the Blood Beasts, hierarchy was an insurmountable chasm, and this was displayed even more vividly when the difference was an entire major realm.
The gap between a Domain Lord and a World Lord Realm was like a vast abyss, utterly impossible to bridge.
A Domain Lord challenging a World Lord? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Thus, when facing a superior like him, the other party should have knelt on the ground and awaited punishment. At most, they could only beg for his forgiveness.
But now, this fellow was daring to defy his superior?
Not only was he defying his superior, but this entire Blood Beast army was going to attack him?
His eyes turned blood-red as he roared, "Rebellion! Rebellion! Are you trying to revolt?!"
He had suffered humiliation outside and nearly died, yet after returning to his own territory, the Blood Beasts under his command still dared to resist him.
Rage had completely drowned him. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Die! All of you must die! I will devour every last one of you!"
What plan, what Great Purge, what revenge—he no longer cared about any of it.
He had only one thought: eat every Blood Beast before him.
If he ate them all, perhaps his injuries would fully recover.
Disobedient Blood Beasts deserved only this one fate.
Roar! The half-step Beast King let out an angry howl. Without hesitation, he immediately burned his origin, raising his strength to another level.
With so many Blood Beasts following him, he had fallen into an illusion—that he was the true king of the