The ground began to tremble faintly, as though a massive herd of beasts was surging toward them.
"What's going on?" A young man's expression changed as he looked up toward the source of the sound.
The next instant, his face went deathly pale.
In the dense forest ahead, an enormous pack of soul beasts was charging toward them in a mighty wave.
The soul beasts came in all shapes: wolves, tigers, bears, snakes... They were packed together, at least several dozen strong. More than ten of them gave off the aura of ten-thousand-year soul beasts!
Their eyes were bloodshot, as though they had lost their minds, and they charged madly toward the group. They trampled the ground, smashed through trees, and churned up clouds of dust like an unstoppable torrent.
"This... this is a small beast tide!" another young man said, his voice trembling. "You've got to be kidding! How are we supposed to hold them off?"
"Why are there so many soul beasts?" One of the girls panicked too. "We didn't even provoke them!"
Qiangu Zhangting's expression darkened as well. He had never expected their group to draw so many soul beasts.
Although they were all Soul Emperors, even they couldn't withstand dozens of ten-thousand-year soul beasts, especially when the beasts were clearly in a frenzied state and stronger than usual.
"Hold them off!" Qiangu Zhangting gritted his teeth and growled. "Don't panic! Maintain formation!"
Like floodwaters bursting through a dam, the beast tide surged madly toward Qiangu Zhangting and his four companions.
The roars of dozens of soul beasts were deafening. The ground shook violently beneath their trampling feet, as though the entire forest were crying out in anguish.
"Damn it!" Qiangu Zhangting gritted his teeth and finally stopped holding back, releasing his martial soul.
A pitch-black Coiling