Qinghong Workshop, clad in Poisonous Clothes, fell into dead silence. Only the guttural croaking of the Toad Poison Beast broke the stillness as it moved forward, and after a long while, a Beast Cultivator finally stepped out to restore order.
The sheer upheaval of the situation had left everyone caught off guard.
The arrival of the Netherworld Lamp was unbridled, its presence manifest and tangible, the kind that even ordinary Poison Martial Artists could sense—a lurking and enormous terror.
What they expected was a cataclysm, an impact like a meteor colliding with the earth, yet Li Mo resolved it with a mere flick of his hand, almost nonchalantly.
Led by a Core Formation Beast Cultivator, a chant reverberated through the town: "There is a beast with four legs, born of the Mountains and Seas," drawing the attention of tens of thousands.
