"Big brother!"
"Sect Master!"
The disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan rushed forward with cries of alarm, only to be held back by the soul power pressure Xiong Jun abruptly unleashed. The invisible force formed a barrier they could not approach, leaving them to watch helplessly as their sect master lay motionless on the ground.
Xiong Jun slowly withdrew his hand. Looking down at the dying Yu Yuanzhen, his eyes brimmed with contempt, and undisguised mockery filled his voice:
"You couldn't even withstand a single palm strike from me, yet you dare call yourselves a top-tier sect? Trash!"
As Xiong Jun's words fell, the dark gold soul power around him erupted, churning like boiling magma.
His enormous body began to swell rapidly:
His dark gold fur stood on end like steel armor, each strand gleaming with a cold metallic luster. His three-meter-tall beastman form expanded into his true form, over thirty meters tall, like a moving mountain.
His enormous claws were wider than solid wooden doors, their tips flashing with a cold light, as though they could effortlessly tear through space. His lantern-sized eyes seethed with savagery as he surveyed the human factions below, his voice exploding like thunder:
"I'll give you a chance now! Whoever can withstand three moves from me or defeat me, I'll ask Lord Beast God Di Tian to grant him a chance to cooperate with us! If none of you dare step forward, stop being an eyesore and stay put and watch!"
Xiong Jun knew where to draw the line. Away from home, he still had to give Di Tian enough face. He had no desire to return only to become Di Tian's punching bag.
The thirty-meter-tall Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear towered before the Branch Hall's entrance, his pressure even more terrifying than