Three days later.
On the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
A massive crater eight hundred meters in diameter lay carved across the earth.
The soil had turned an eerie purplish black, while crystals of rock melted by extreme heat lay scattered everywhere.
At the center of the scorched earth, undead power and deathly aura intertwined into a grayish-white haze that refused to disperse.
Di Tian stood at the bottom of the crater.
His golden vertical pupils swept across every inch of the ground.
Broken strands of dark golden fur, dried blackened bloodstains, and chaotic Soul Power currents left behind by forcibly torn space.
Under the perception of his golden eyes, every trace reconstructed itself, piecing together the one-sided slaughter from three days ago.
In the end, every aura pointed toward the same direction—northwest, the Sun Moon Continent.
Di Tian clenched his fists, and his knuckles cracked explosively.
Dark dragon aura surged into the sky.
The heavens instantly darkened, thick black clouds pressing down like they would crush the city.
Every soul beast in the Star Dou Great Forest fell to the ground, trembling in terror.
He wanted to tear up that century-long treaty.
He wanted to gather every ferocious beast in the core region and flatten the human cities.
Xiong Jun had followed him for hundreds of thousands of years and was the Star Dou Great Forest's bravest general, yet he had now been abducted by Evil Soul Masters and refined into a puppet.
If this grudge went unavenged, where would the Beast God's dignity remain?
A streak of silver light split the darkness.
Gu Yuena blocked Di Tian's path.
Her silver hair whipped wildly in the raging dragon aura. She did not retreat even half a step, her gaze icy cold.
"Move." Di Tian's voice was as