Mount Taishan

Right at the moment of the King Cloud Giant's death, a white-bearded man who was holding a radio and blowing at his beard suddenly had a premonition. In the following second, the dying familiar made its last attack. A mouthful of blood instantly hit the radio, fresh blood staining it red.

"The King Cloud is dead!" The white-beard man placed the radio on the table in shock and ran out of his room frantically to spread the word. Suddenly, the sky grew black. He lifted his head, his eyes filled with despair...

On the other side, Gao Peng gently tapped his fingers. The crisp sound echoed above the sky as if it was the horn of fate, like a bell that determined life and death.

The void in front of his eyes was distorted, and the sound of tyrannical breathing came from the other side of the void. The phenomenon of distortion in such a large area indicated that the familiar that had been summoned was extremely huge.

Rumble—