Jin Ling was fast.
But having to protect Qiao Xixi slowed him down.
The dark figures caught up.
In the darkness, Qiao Xixi saw sharp claws reaching for Jin Ling.
As a dark figure neared, she took out the Dull Liquid and sprayed it.
The figure was hit and its speed instantly dropped.
But the other dark figures quickly closed in.
"What on earth are these monsters?"
"Demon beasts."
Qiao Xixi's face paled.
"We can't head toward the tribe. We'll bring disaster to the beastmen there."
"Mm."
Jin Ling leaped, heading for another mountain.
The dark figures pursued him mid-leap.
Jin Ling had no choice but to put Qiao Xixi down and face them.
In a clearing on the mountain, unobscured by the shadows of trees.
Qiao Xixi got a clear look at the dark figures.
Her pupils contracted violently.
These demon beasts looked like muscle-bound monsters on steroids, each one as solid as a rock.
Even though Jin Ling was a five-star beast soul, he was struggling against so many demon beasts.
