938: The Beast God Cult makes its debut.

In Blood Consort’s scarlet, blood-red eyes, a look of resolute determination suddenly flashed, like burning flames carrying the resolve of a desperate gamble.

Her previously lowered head snapped upwards, her long, ink-black hair flying with the movement.

Immediately after, she shrieked with an extremely strange, specially frequency Soul fluctuation, a sound that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying a power that penetrated the Soul.

“Hu Lai! How long are you going to keep watching the show?!

If I am annihilated, don’t even think about Leng Ningbing’s subsequent recovery!”

This shriek was not directed at anyone on the battlefield, but it was like a magical key, instantly opening a long-hidden switch.

At the edge of the battlefield, there was a previously empty shadow, where the calm space began to ripple like water into which a stone had been thrown.

The ripples in space spread out in circles, as if foreshadowing that something extraordinary was about to happen.

The next moment, several incomparably powerful figures suddenly appeared without warning!

The leader was clad in a dark red robe embroidered with ferocious exotic beasts, the patterns of which were so lifelike they seemed ready to leap off the robe at any moment.

His face was hidden in the shadow of his hood, making it difficult to discern his true appearance; only a pair of weathered eyes were visible.

Those eyes seemed to hold countless stories and traces of time.

This person was none other than the Beast God Sect Master, Hu Lai!

Beside him, a pale-faced, deep-eyed middle-aged man stood quietly.

A rich vitality permeated his entire being, like a green light swirling around him, as if he were the source of life itself.

This person was the Beast God Sect Vice Master, Jian Changsheng.

Even more eye-catching were the four figures who appeared immediately after him.

Each of them exuded a sharp aura and overwhelming power, clearly indicating they were mighty experts.

One person moved like a ghost, seemingly able to merge into the surrounding light and shadow, with an extremely low sense of presence.

However, his fingertips flickered with black light, which was so substantial that it slightly twisted the surrounding space.

Upon closer inspection, every one of his movements exuded a sense of mystery and strangeness, as if countless killing opportunities were hidden in the darkness.

This person was Elder Antu, who specialized in the Dao of assassination!

One person was extremely burly, with muscles as knotted as a Dragon.

Beneath his bronze skin lay explosive power; just standing there, he gave off an unshakeable, heavy feeling.

He twisted his neck, producing a series of cracking bone sounds, like the roar of war drums, foreshadowing the imminent battle.

His gaze, burning with vigorous Battle Intent, fixed on the people before him, like a hungry beast spotting its prey.

This person was Zhou Zhentian, unparalleled in Physical Body strength!

One person held an ancient long saber, its blade etched with mysterious patterns, as if narrating its history and stories.

The saber was not yet unsheathed, but the sharp Saber Intent, capable of cleaving everything, had already soared into the sky, silently cutting through the chaotic energy that approached.

That Saber Intent was like a tangible sharp blade, carving traces in the air, sending shivers down one's spine.

This person was Du Xiao, once a peerless saber master second only to Lan Cang!

The last person wore pristine white robes, his face stern, like a thousand-year-old unmelting ice mountain.

The long sword on his back hummed, and Sword Qi spontaneously swirled around him, as if an immortal had descended to the mortal world.

But that sense of aloofness and deadly resolve made people dare not approach him easily.

Every one of his movements exuded an elegance and composure, as if nothing in the world could stir him.

This person was Elder Wang Er, known as the White-Clad Sword Immortal!

The Beast God Sect’s top combat power had almost come out in full force!

The Sect Master, Vice Master, and the Four Elders!

Their appearance immediately drew the attention of everyone present.

Everyone’s eyes were filled with surprise and vigilance, greatly wary of their arrival.

“Blood Consort, this is the last time I’ll help you. This time, you must completely resolve Ning Bing’s problem!!!”

Hu Lai issued a hoarse warning, his voice seemingly squeezed from his throat, carrying a suppressed anger.

His gaze first surprisingly swept over the imperial seal of china suppressing everything, which emitted a mysterious light, as if containing endless power.

Then, his gaze turned to the weakened Blood Consort, a flicker of unusual light in his eyes.

It turned out that less than half a month after Leng Ningbing’s awakening, an accident occurred, and her aura withered again like a fleeting epiphyllum.

Although there was still a faint aura, she remained unconscious.

When Hu Lai wanted to ask Blood Consort about the situation, she was already gone.

Therefore, after sensing the special fluctuations coming from the Kunlun Mountains, he hurriedly rushed over with his people.

He knew that after Blood Consort regained her strength with the Myriad Soul Blood Pearl, she would definitely come here.

“Hu Lai, how long are you going to remain stubborn?!”

Bai Yuan’s eyes were cold, like ice in a deep pond, instantly locking onto Hu Lai and the others.

His gaze was as sharp as a sword, seemingly able to penetrate Hu Lai and the others’ bodies.

But after seeing the faces of Hu Lai and the others, his ice-mountain-like expression revealed a hint of regret and a sigh.

That sigh seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, carrying a sense of helplessness and sorrow.

“Now, the future of the Human Race is at stake; no accidents are allowed!”

Miles and Constantine immediately became alert. They were originally recuperating from their injuries, but upon sensing this sudden change, they instantly abandoned their meditation.

They endured the pain of their injuries and stood up, shoulder to shoulder with Bai Yuan, firmly blocking the Beast God Sect members from Dragon Xuanyuan.

“Hu Lai, you are also Human Race; now is not the time for infighting!”

“Indeed, if you leave now and don’t interfere in this matter, our Great Bear Alliance will no longer pursue the Beast God Sect’s past affairs!”

Constantine and Miles spoke separately; they had some understanding of this Beast God Sect Master.

Under normal circumstances, they might not fear the Beast God Sect members, but they were all somewhat depleted now and not at their peak.

Moreover, the more important thing now was to protect Dragon Xuanyuan, so making appropriate concessions was worthwhile.

“Get out of the way!”

Zhou Zhentian’s voice boomed like a great bell. He stomped forward fiercely, and the ground exploded, as if struck by an immense force.

That terrifying, wild Qi and blood power rushed towards them, causing the heavily injured Miles and Constantine to gasp for breath.

“What strong Qi and blood, but kid, don’t be too arrogant. If I were at my peak, would you even be worthy?”

Miles couldn’t help but be enraged by Zhou Zhentian’s attitude. In the past, no one in the Beast God Sect, except Hu Lai, was worthy of his attention.

“Uncle Bai, Ning Bing has woken up, but she has fallen into a coma again.”