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Chapter 72 The Beast King's Wrath

At this moment, Zhou Bo had already reached Xu Long's side, and he immediately whispered:

"Deputy General Xu, the situation is not right. Be prepared to retreat at any time."

Upon hearing this, Xu Long immediately showed a surprised expression. He knew General Zhou's second son quite well; he was meticulous and cautious. If even he was so worried, could it be that the other party really had a backup plan?

However, before he could verify further, a terrifying roar suddenly echoed from the forest—

In an instant, the entire forest seemed to be startled. Countless treetops trembled and made a continuous rustling sound. Then, a strange, eerie wind rose into the sky above the forest and spread rapidly in all directions from the source of the sound.

Xu Long's expression stiffened. He felt there was no need to verify anymore; clearly, this forest did indeed have an owner, and judging from the voice, the owner seemed quite angry...

The next second, before he could decide when to retreat, he saw the treetops in the area not far away suddenly begin to sway from side to side. From his perspective, it looked like an invisible wave was advancing forward, with more and more treetops shaking violently and getting closer and closer to him—

Xu Long: "Retreat!"

Zhou Bo: "Quickly retreat!"

Xu Long and Zhou Bo shouted almost at the same time, and immediately flew into the sky, putting distance between themselves and the forest.

In this way, only Xu Lun remained standing in front of the forest.

His face was somewhat dazed, the arrogance and confidence from before gone. His movements seemed stiff, and he finally managed to turn his neck and glance at the forest behind him.

Thump...thump...

He heard a violent stomping sound coming from deep in the forest, each step like a blow to his heart.

Huff... Huff...

And that heavy breathing sounded just like a furious heavy truck honking its horn frantically as a warning.

Crackling...rustling...banging...

Finally, there were the sounds of branches, leaves, and trunks being broken, and Xu Lun could even see the shadows of trees falling one after another in the forest...

"Good heavens, what on earth have I messed with..."

At this moment, even Xu Lun began to feel guilty.

If such a huge commotion was caused by the Western Lion King, then this guy is far more powerful than the Evil White Tiger.

Last night, when facing the Evil White Tiger, although there was a moment when it was indeed very frightening, the sense of oppression it gave off was nothing compared to that of the yet-to-be-released Western Lion King.

Xu Lun felt his legs trembling, so frightened that they were almost out of control. He even began to wonder if this guy would rush out and, without seeing the direction clearly, hit him directly—could the bracelet's mechanism really protect him from injury?

However, just as he hesitated, the unsettling sound grew closer and louder, like a volcanic eruption about to burst forth at any moment!

In that instant, before Xu Lun or anyone else present could react, Luca's figure darted out of the forest. Flying in mid-air, it immediately issued a warning the moment it saw Xu Lun.

Only Xu Lun, who was wearing the bracelet, understood the warning:

"run!"

Xu Lun's mind went blank. Upon hearing Luca's warning, he almost instinctively took off running. His legs, which had been unresponsive just moments before, still felt numb; he wasn't even sure if he was actually running.

Everything happened too fast. The very next second Xu Lun turned and started moving, a huge black shadow rushed out of the forest and, without saying a word, roared at the group of cultivators in the sky:

"Get out of here!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the shoulder peaks of this enormous creature suddenly bulged, and every single hair, sharp as a thorn, stood up in unison.

The next second, the Xiyu King shuddered, and countless steel needle-like hairs shot out from its back like a rain of arrows, flying towards Xu Long and the others in the sky!

Steward Zhou, standing behind, widened his eyes, suddenly losing his composure and becoming utterly astonished.

However, what shocked him was not the rain of arrows, but the roar of the Western Mastiff King just now—

That wasn't the cry of a wild animal, but the language of humans!

At this moment, Steward Zhou was filled with questions, and only one thought remained in his mind:

"This is a demon king... This pig is actually a demon king!?"

A beast that can speak human language would likely be seen as nothing more than a strange and unusual occurrence by ordinary people.

But veteran cultivators like Steward Zhou knew very well:

Only when a demon beast's demonic power reaches a certain level can it imitate human voices, and to cultivate into human form, it must be a great demon that has been around for thousands of years.

In other words, the fact that the Xiyuan King can speak human language means that its demonic power has reached the level of a demon king!

They are simply not capable of dealing with this; only a Celestial Being can handle it in person!

Although Steward Zhou grasped the situation in an instant, it was too late. Just now, the other side made their move—

A dark rain of arrows filled the sky, accompanied by the sound of wind being cut, and rushed towards Xu Long and the others!

Xu Long's pupils contracted sharply. Without thinking, he quickly pulled Zhou Bo behind him and shouted:

"Form ranks!"

In an instant, everyone else huddled around Xu Long—after all, they were all Yun Du garrison troops, well-trained and disciplined, and they would immediately carry out their commander's orders!

Xu Long's four wings gathered in front of him, forming a cone-shaped shield. The nine warriors quickly moved closer, joining their commander and forming a tight circle around him. They placed Zhou Bo in the center, and then a loud "whoosh!" was heard—

Everyone simultaneously spread their wings and covered each other in a clockwise direction, passing them on layer by layer, linking them together, and soon forming a dense, umbrella-like enclosure that enveloped everyone.

Just as they finished doing all this, a dense rain of arrows came whistling in, slamming against the shield formed by the wings like a torrential downpour. The dense impacts were like the beating of gongs and drums, and those hiding under the wings felt their eardrums vibrate and the tinnitus penetrate deep into their brains!

The next second, several sharp steel hairs broke through the wings' protection, and half-needles pierced in, some long and some short, some thick and some thin.

A steel needle pierced right into Zhou Bo's forehead. His pupils constricted as he watched the sharp needle stop just inches away from him, sending a chill down his spine!

The others were not so lucky; the steel needles that pierced through their wings instantly pierced their shoulders, arms, thighs, and even abdomens!

But the defending soldiers only groaned, enduring the excruciating pain, and maintained their formation.