"Does someone like that really exist?!"
The boy's face flushed red. Now twelve years old and only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, he could not possibly imagine someone like his eldest brother.
Yet in his clan uncle's words, his brother was not worth a single coin.
"You'll see him once we reach Fallen Mountain."
Just as the burly man sighed with emotion, the previously peaceful mountain range began to tremble slightly, and the air abruptly grew heavy.
"Uncle Ming, what's happening?!"
Sensing the changes in heaven and earth, the burly man flashed straight to the middle-aged man maintaining the formation.
Without needing a reminder, the middle-aged man activated the formation to augment his Divine Sense in the face of this upheaval. A nearly tangible tide of Divine Sense rapidly spread in every direction.
In a mere instant, it swept across a hundred thousand li of sky, until a black tide entered Uncle Ming's mind through his Divine Sense, making his expression change drastically as he cried out.
"This is bad! It's a beast tide!"
"A beast tide?!"
"It hasn't even been three months yet! How could there be a beast tide here?!"
Uncle Ming's shout drained the color from the faces of the surrounding Xu Household guards. Although they had three Nascent Soul Cultivators and dozens of Golden Core cultivators stationed here,
if they truly faced a beast tide, they would probably be torn to pieces before they could hold out even a day.
"Run! Hurry and run!"
"How can we? Against a beast tide this size, without formations to defend us, we'd probably be swallowed up before we could flee even a hundred li."
"Second Master, please make a decision!"
The many Xu Household disciples and guards all turned their eyes toward the burly man beside Uncle