The hurricane was fierce, its slices sharp as knives, causing people to writhe in agony. The momentum was heavy, the pressure like a mountain, crushing people to dust and bones.
Hong Yuan, wearing a tattered yellow robe, looked around at the father and son Wind Lurking Lions.
"You intend to use me as blood food, and even want my bloodline descendants to serve as blood food?"
Hong Yuan was expressionless.
He narrowed his eyes, already forming a plan in his mind.
Regardless of whether this pair of Wind Lurking Lions was sent by the hidden forces behind Treasured Yellow Heaven, it was time for him to make a move. After all, he had waited so long, and finally, a Quasi-Emperor level Ancient Desolate Beast had appeared; this could be considered a big catch.
Thunder roared violently, illuminating the Cloud Soar with a sudden brilliance that flickered on and off. The fierce wind howled, causing Hong Yuan's robe to flutter loudly like a war banner.
