The Three Kings of the Beasts

This place was the home of ancient trees, uneven hills, and endless mountain valleys.

A year ago, before Ling Xian left for the House of Zi Yang, he had inspected this place. He also beat up all the beasts here. Even the strongest beasts, the leaders of the pack, was afraid of him.

Therefore, after Ling Xian shouted into the mountains, all the monsters were petrified and felt unsettled. Even the kings of the beasts were shaking as they searched for the voice, and hesitated whether they should go or not.

To the beasts with consciousness and intelligence, Ling Xian was the monster. A monster they deeply feared.

The nightmare from a year ago was still vivid in their minds. When they subconsciously remember the demon like silhouette, they began to shake and wanted to pass out from fear.

ROOARRR!

The beasts roared one after another. They were not trying to scare off the enemy, rather, they were trying to alert their friends that the monster was here and to run away.