"Yes!"
All four answered in unison.
Heavenly Hatred True Lord gripped the Storage Bag, a flicker of bloodthirsty excitement flashing through his eyes. He had been trapped beneath Fuxian Lake for a thousand years, and he was a murderous demonic cultivator to his very bones. Taking ten invincible iron hulks at his own cultivation level on a "sweep"-this was exactly his kind of assignment.
Yun Sheng tightened her grip on the Azure Edge Sword, her gaze resolute.
"Go. Keep your voice transmission jade slips open. If you run into a tough opponent at late Nascent Soul, report the coordinates immediately." Chen Lin waved them off.
Four streaks of light shot into the sky, hurtling in four different directions.
The southwestern frontier, the Hundred-Thousand Great Mountains.
Since ancient times, this had been a deathtrap shrouded in poison miasma, rarely visited by humans.
After spiritual energy returned, the vegetation deep in the mountains had mutated. Towering trees stood a thousand feet tall, blotting out the sky and sun.
Heavenly Hatred True Lord hovered above the clouds.
Below him, a vast, dark mass of mutated beasts was gathering into a beast tide. Thousands upon thousands of elephant-sized wild boars, three-tailed venomous leopards, and fire-spewing giant pythons surged madly in one direction.
At the very center of the beast tide lay a Two-Headed Centipede nearly eighty meters long.
It released its aura without restraint, at the peak of the middle stage of Core Formation.
"A mere bug, and you dare play king here." Heavenly Hatred True Lord grinned savagely, baring a mouthful of stark white teeth.
He did not act personally.
He shook the Storage Bag in his hand.
Boom! Boom! Boom! ...
Ten Black-Armored Battle Puppets wielding long sabers of Taiyi essence gold crashed like meteors into the center of the beast tide