A large number of invaders have arrived at Wàngyuè Peak, mainly because this is Ye Qiu’s territory. Previously, those who searched for Ye Qiu at sea without any results, turned and ca here. They couldn’t find Ye Qiu outside, so they ca to his doorstep to block him; this is definitely inescapable.
"It seems soone has beaten us to it and destroyed quite a few formations!"
An invader instantly saw through the situation in front of them, especially the traces left by the white-clothed man when he broke the formation.
"I wonder who it is... but this is also fine, soone taking the lead ans we can just watch from here."
Sounds of battle kept echoing from within the formation, provoking the curiosity of many.
Inside the grand formation, the Beast God was covered in wounds, fighting the white-clothed man until now, it had been severely injured multiple tis. Fortunately, its defensive power was strong enough that even when the opponent used Void-breaking might, the Beast God could barely resist by relying on its innate advantage, preventing it from being killed in one blow.
The Beast God didn’t have ans like Ye Qiu’s, whether it’s blackening or Ge Tian’s inheritance. In comparison, the Beast God relied entirely on its own strength when battling the white-clothed man, making it fundantally impossible to defeat him across stages.
Advancing from the Emperor Realm to battle the Void-breaking Realm isn’t sothing anyone can achieve. Although Ye Qiu accomplished it, it doesn’t an others, even the Beast God, can do the sa.
Despite being covered in scars, the Beast God’s fighting spirit never waned. Under the imnse pressure from the white-clothed man, it already felt the loosening of the Void-breaking Realm, which was a sign of breaking through.
Just a little more effort, and the breakthrough is imminent.
Or rather, it’s right before its eyes.
The Beast God’s body began to change, breaking out of the little girl’s form, as if a monster erged from within.
It began to reveal its true form, using its true power to fight the white-clothed man.
The white-clothed man had long realized that the Beast God wasn’t human, but never knew what the Beast God’s true form was. Now, upon seeing a red monster appear before him, a look of astonishnt flashed in his eyes.
"Indeed, an ancient beast..."
The white-clothed man stared at the true form of the Beast God, lost in thought, unable to recognize which type of ancient beast it was, but vaguely felt that the Beast God’s bloodline was much more advanced than ordinary ancient beasts.
Fully revealing its true face, the Beast God let out a long howl that shot straight up into the sky, audible for a hundred miles around.
"What is that sound?"
Outside the grand formation, the alien Martial Artists were all frightened by the sound, feeling it was made by so kind of monster rather than a human.
"Could there still be ancient beasts on this planet?" soone speculated, faintly sensing from the sound that the creature making such a noise was certainly not ordinary, as if it were a king among beasts displaying its might.
The alien Martial Artists’ guesses weren’t far off. For Wu Yang, Jin Shanshun, and others who witnessed everything firsthand, they knew that Du Ming and the Beast God had now unleashed their most powerful techniques.
Seeing this scene, several people were worried for the Beast God, uncertain about how the upcoming confrontation would turn out.
Boom...
The Beast God swung its tail, breaking through the void, faster than lightning.
The white-clothed man hurriedly stepped back, startled by the heaviness of the Beast God’s tail.
At the Beast God’s tail, there was a lump that shone with tallic light like a hamr when the Beast God swung its tail.
Swish.
The tail missed, and it turned to charge, feeling the strong wind coming, the ground shaking, its massive body not affecting its speed at all.
Swish swish swish...
The Beast God extended its sharp claws, reaching for the white-clothed man’s chest, claws seemingly short but a hundred tis sharper than blades.
The white-clothed man blocked with his bare hands, colliding directly with the Beast God’s claws.
Bam!
Both the white-clothed man and the Beast God were shaken backward.
The white-clothed man retreated five steps, steadying himself, his fingers involuntarily relaxing, feeling a tingle in his hand, leaving four tiny blood dots on his palm.
That was caused by the Beast God’s claws piercing his skin at the mont of collision.
"The power of the Emperor Realm injured , tsk tsk... I can be more certain now, your bloodline isn’t ordinary."
"I don’t know which kind of ancient beast you are, but your attack power is very strong. I quite like it."
The white-clothed man stared at the Beast God, his eyes glowing. He felt he had encountered an ancient beast with an exceptionally high bloodline. If he could ta it to beco his mount, he wouldn’t even need to fight in future battles; the Beast God could handle it for him.
Of course, the prerequisite is that he could ta the Beast God.
Having this thought in mind, the white-clothed man increasingly wanted to ta the Beast God as his mount.
"Co then, let see what power you really have!"
As the Beast God launched another attack, the white-clothed man laughed, his previously calm expression now showing a hint of excitent in his eyes.
Jin Shanshun, Qin Feng, and others stared at the scene, praying the Beast God could withstand the opponent. Although the possibility was slim, they still held such a wish in their hearts.
After a mont, the Beast God and the white-clothed man had battled over a hundred rounds. Every strike from the Beast God was its strongest, yet it could barely land on the white-clothed man. In contrast, the white-clothed man had the chance to kill the Beast God but didn’t finish it off.
Outsiders didn’t know why, but the Beast God itself knew why the opponent didn’t kill it when there was a chance, but chose to seriously injure it instead.
"Be my mount."
The white-clothed man said indifferently.
The Beast God didn’t respond. As a king among ancient beasts, it would never beco a mount for anyone; this was absolutely impossible.
"Since you refuse, I’ll beat you into submission." The white-clothed man’s palm was surrounded by a layer of light, even holding the Beast God’s tail without a scratch.
Swish.
The Beast God swung its tail again, only to have it swiftly grasped by the white-clothed man, who had a wicked smile on his face. Suddenly, he swung his arm, and the Beast God’s entire massive body was lifted.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The white-clothed man whirled his arm, the Beast God spinning along with it in the sky, toyed with like a plaything.
Boom!
The man released his grip, and the Beast God flew out, finally hitting the ground hard.
This fall left the Beast God utterly disoriented, highlighting the imnse disparity with the white-clothed man.
The Beast God shakily stood up, its miserable state falling into the eyes of Jin Shanshun and others, and they couldn’t help but clench their fists tightly, wishing they could help the Beast God and kill the opponent.
"Be my mount, or die!" the white-clothed man softly said again.
This ti, the Beast God answered with action, its entire body charging wildly once more. The white-clothed man sneered, like a bullfighter, and before the Beast God’s attack approached, he suddenly appeared in front of the Beast God’s chest, then lifted its body with one hand and swung it forcefully with the other.
With a loud bang, the Beast God was thrown out once more.
"Mount or die?"
Boom!
"Mount or die?"
Boom!
The Beast God was knocked flying again and again, and finally, no one could bear to watch any longer.
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