Today, the Beast Race held the upper hand.
While the human territories weren't as infested with high-tier monsters as the Beast realms, the wilderness outside the fortified towns remained perilously lethal.
Even a martial artist in the Transcendence Realm wouldn't dare to venture too deep into the wilds without caution.
The Yang family, it seemed, lived deep within these endless mountain ranges—no wonder their address was so well-guarded.
Wang Yue's flight vehicle skimmed the jagged peaks.
To save time, he unleashed his aura, a crushing pressure that blanketed a radius of several kilometers.
Any powerful beasts lurking on the mountainsides immediately felt his presence and hunkered down in their dens, too terrified to even poke their heads out.
As the vehicle streaked through the air, the first two hundred kilometers passed in a blur.
When he was less than a hundred kilometers from the Yang family estate, a thunderous roar from up ahead caught his attention.
