"Such wild boasts! Don't think a little clever trick will make this old bear admit defeat! You're still far from it!"
The enormous figure that had fallen to the ground flipped over and rose again. He was a powerfully built bald man, except his arms were extraordinarily thick, and his palms were like cattail fans!
His face was ferocious enough to stop children from crying at night. Simply standing there inspired fear; an invisible aura followed him at every moment, making hearts tremble.
This man was the leader of the bear clan in the mountains, known as Xiong Dian.
However, when the demon cloud had shattered and he had fallen, Xiong Dian's momentum had weakened considerably. It was like a man climbing a mountain, charging for the summit in one burst of effort, only to be tripped halfway up before reaching it, left neither up nor down.
Still, as the lord of a clan, Xiong Dian was no ordinary man. He naturally knew that the demon cloud he had raised would not shatter without cause. Whoever had acted could not be simple.
Yet after probing him, he found that the aura emanating from Qiu Yan was not particularly strong, and he could not help advancing again. At the same time, he had noticed what was happening inside those tents, so he could not retreat.
"Who are you? You came here to run wild, and you even claim to protect others?" As Xiong Dian spoke, his feet stamped down again and again, each step making the ground quake. But when he reached that patch of sand that had turned into quicksand, he frowned slightly. Then demon qi sank down, and wherever his footprints landed, the quicksand solidified!
"Looks like some kind of sorcerer, and he even has several people to protect.