Two months later.
A batch of beasts appeared in the ruins where Qing Luan died.
Their cultivation achievement was basically below the Saint-level.
There were all kinds of beasts, most of which were Deer Demons, Antelope Demons, Badger Demons, and the like.
A few green demonic beasts circled the edge of the ruins. Unable to endure the exhausting prenatal qi and chaotic laws, they turned around and returned.
A year and a half had passed.
Many beasts had come here before, but they were basically just looking from the edges.
"Let's go! There's nothing to see in the area where the Emperor-level masters fought."
After circling the edges, the few beasts could not endure the powerful desolate aura.
"I'll go in and take a look. Perhaps I'll be able to comprehend something!"
One of the green demonic beasts decided to enter the desert to take a look.