He was ready to take the lead and move out first.
But then, his expression turned to surprise.
From afar, countless auras were rapidly approaching, not only from the direction where the Four-Armed Ghost Hand Clan's Transcendent had just appeared but from all directions, filled with a destructive nature.
Demonized Beasts!
Demon Tide!
The ground trembled, sand and stones flew about, and trees in the distance were toppled.
The others also realized what was happening, and Zhou Zhenglei leapt up a tree as tall as a ten-story building within a few steps, looking out into the distance with a gradually solemn expression.
The number of Demonized Beasts in the Demon Tide was not particularly high, the estimation was just tens of thousands, or at most a hundred thousand... about a Second or Third Layer scale of a Demon Tide, something any large Sanctuary would not take to heart.
