At last, the Gold-Eating Beast was sucked to the other side. The spatial-temporal rift was automatically repairing itself, its opening growing smaller and smaller until only a thin crack remained, on the verge of sealing shut.
Boom!
Space-time suddenly shook violently. The five tribal leaders were jolted back several steps. Kang Siwei, being closest to the center of the disturbance, ** sat down, her ** rising and falling unevenly, her face full of shock.
"What is that?"
Kang Siwei's rosy lips parted.
The spatial-temporal rift, which had nearly sealed, was forced open by a gigantic claw. The claw was dark blue and densely covered in scales. A savage aura passed through it, making everyone feel as if they had arrived in the primordial barbaric age when ferocious beasts roamed freely, adrift and unstable, with no sense of safety at all.
"Attack it, quickly! Don't let it come through!"
Kang Siwei screamed.
She recalled a legend—a legend from the world of ferocious beasts. Demigod-level ferocious beasts existed within the Desolate Mystic Realm. Judging solely from the size of this claw, the beast that had forced the spatial-temporal rift open again was at least as large as a small mountain. One had to know that on the Desolate God Continent, the restrictions of the rules were extremely strict. The larger a ferocious beast could maintain its body, the stronger it generally was. For instance, the super ferocious beast Sky Splitter stood only a little over a person's height, while the Gold-Eating Beast was dozens of meters long. Moreover, reopening a spatial-temporal rift with the power of a single claw alone was something no Legendary Beast could accomplish with such brute force. Only a demigod-level ferocious beast could do it.
"That's right, attack it."
The leaders of the other four great tribes came