A few moments earlier, when the Old Lion's true form descended, it was a force no Nascent Soul being could possibly oppose. With just a few leaps, every major gathering point of the Beast Taming Sect within Awakening Lion Valley met the same fate. Tens of thousands of Beast Taming Sect disciples and tens of thousands of Tamed Beasts were sent to their eternal slumber.
All those souls made the Old Lion's fur even smoother and silkier. He let out a long, satisfied burp and then flew to the northern border of Awakening Lion Valley, not far from Nine Stars Square.
The Old Lion ambled out of the towering, primeval forest and found the view ahead suddenly open. Neat, uniform patches of a low-growing plant he had never seen before entered his sight. They were merely the most ordinary, common rice paddies of the human world.
