Thousands of vicious flying beasts surged from the sky and earth, and in the blink of an eye, they were upon them. Under Fang Bai's control, they surrounded Bao Zhenhai and Duan Yi.
"Damn it, not this again!"
Bao Zhenhai and Duan Yi had suffered at the hands of spirit beast sieges before and were deeply frustrated by it, but there was nothing they could do.
Once these spirit beasts were controlled, they would become frenzied and fearless of death. Even though battling them posed no real danger, it was undoubtedly a headache.
Fang Bai's spiritual fire was aimed solely at the Tai Xuan disciples and posed no threat to those flying beasts. As a result, the beasts attacked unrestrainedly, while the Tai Xuan disciples struggled to cope, suffering greatly.
"Brother Fang, let us lend you a hand!"
As the thousand flying spirit beasts surged forth, a low voice entered Fang Bai's ears from afar.
