Although it was midday, the sky was as gloomy as ink.
And even more gloomy than this darkened sky was the West Dream Tiger!
Step by step, the West Dream Tiger advanced in mid-air. The soul river swirling around it suddenly became turbulent, rushing forward.
Within the murky soul river, numerous soul-like wolves, vultures, and other Ferocious Beasts howled frantically. They charged in all directions, brazenly invading the battlefield and attacking indiscriminately, friend and foe alike.
Their numbers were too great, too overwhelming, immediately throwing the people on the battlefield into complete disarray.
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
"This is bad! The West Dream Tiger has made its move..."
"Second Brother!!"
Whether they were the soldiers of the Daxuan Dynasty or the Tao Soldier legions of the Sect Alliance, everyone fled the eastern battlefield as if driven mad.
