The Venerable Lone Dragon's aura slightly changed, and the rhinoceros beast beneath him stopped moving, while the beasts around him began to circle around the Venerable Lone Dragon and continue to push forward.
Within a hundred meters of the Lone Dragon, other than the rhinoceros beast, almost no other beasts approached him. It was not only respect, but also fear.
The demon race had an extremely high degree of control over the demon beasts. This was the suppression of the bloodline level. Moreover, the Venerable Lone Dragon's realm was much higher than these demon beasts'.
The Venerable Lone Dragon did not soar into the sky. Instead, he strolled in the wilderness mountains, enjoying the smell of the churning soil in the air and the feeling of the earth being trampled by ten thousand beasts.
On the other side, the cultivators were also clashing with the vanguard troops of the beast tide.
