In the sky above the valley, Guhai and Amond stood side by side.
Opposite them, Dongfang Long stood atop the Thousand-Hand Wooden Statue, his azure robe fluttering in the wind, with Dongfang Haoyue, Li Qi, Xiong, and others lined up behind him.
The air was filled with a suffocating oppressive atmosphere.
The aura of the two Tier Eight Beastman Royal Families combined, pressing down on everyone like an invisible mountain.
The sense of oppression wasn't just a Spiritual Energy crush; it was a primal fear from life's instincts—like the body's most primitive response when facing a predator, causing Li Qi and others to feel their limbs tingle.
"Enough with the chatter." Guhai's voice was low and cold, "Qin Tian should be behind the array, just break through this array directly."
"Alright."
Amond's lips curved into a grin, as golden Spiritual Energy accumulated, compressed, and swelled in his palm like a flame, emitting an unsettling wave of terror.
