Demonic Beast? Spirit Beast?

A cry like that of a young beast shook the Cheonnam Alliance headquarters.

The eaves of the pavilions trembled, and the cultivators standing around the Flying Immortal Platform instinctively raised their magical treasures before them.

But no one dared move first.

They did not think they were the target of the third-tier turtle demonic beast’s glare.

Its golden eyes, each as large as a small pond, followed only Baek Cheong atop the flying magical treasure.

“Huh.”

Profound Void Perfected Person looked back and forth between the third-tier turtle demonic beast and Baek Cheong.

Its mouth, larger than a house, had opened, but he could sense no killing intent.

Rather, it kept bobbing its neck as though it had finally met someone it had been waiting for a long time.

“How strange.”...