The Martial Sage in His Twilight Years: Starting with 60× Cultivation Speed
Chapter 120

Die in My Place

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The three enormous beasts that barged in were mutant beasts called Red Boars.

Judging by their auras, two were at second inner qi level, and one was at third inner qi level.

At the sight, Yi Yang tightened his grip on Tiger Roar's hilt, his fingertips resting against the cold blackfire iron blade.

Even his normally steady heartbeat quickened a few beats.

The Boar King leading them was simply enormous. The other two Red Boars at qi-blood second level already stood five meters at the shoulder, but the Boar King was nearly a full size larger than either companion.

It stood eight meters at the shoulder, its crimson back bristles sticking straight up, looking from a distance like a thicket of short spears.

The Boar King's four thick hooves struck the ground, each step leaving a charred brand and the choking smell of scorched earth.

A faint, parching heat hung in the surrounding air.

It was not the heat of sunlight. With the three mutant beasts gathered together, the searing waves radiating from their bodies made everyone's skin tighten and every breath burn.

Han Yan, the highest-ranking person present, was the first to react.

She pointed her sword toward the sky, turning all the hostility in her eyes toward the three hulking creatures before her, and shouted:

"Everyone, heed my orders!"

Han Yan raised her voice. Her previous combat experience allowed her to assess the situation and assign positions within two breaths. "Zhu Wei, block the right flank. Zhao Qin, harry them and provide support. Yi Yang-"

Her gaze swept involuntarily across Yi Yang's aged face. Her lips moved, and then, as something occurred to her, she ordered:

"Stay behind us and look for chances to finish them off."

Her disdain was undisguised. What could she possibly expect from an

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