Certain Doom
"Come on! Come, fight me!" Hao Xuan growled, sounding more like a beast speaking a human tongue than the other way around.
But they cared little for his taunts. Each of these canine beasts was at least a hundred years old, with some having lived for close to three hundred years. They were not young in any sense of the word and knew how to carry themselves.
Not to mention they did not have 'emotions' to drag them down so it was not easy to get a reaction out of them.
They continuously circled Hao Xuan, occasionally landing a quick piercing jab somewhere on his body. He could feel their suffocating auras trying to snuff out what little sanity he had left and therein lied the crux of their true power.
Although these beasts were fast and had sturdy bodies, that wasn't the reason why there were so dominant and feared even in the world where they had come from.