Just then, several figures rapidly approached from the dark horizon, swooping in like mighty rocs.
Beiming, who had been organizing the villagers to leave with the two magical beasts Ling Mo, felt a sudden tightness in his chest upon seeing the swiftly arriving figures in the distant sky. With the strength of a Great Lord, Beiming could certainly sense the formidable power of the several figures approaching from afar.
Ling Mo and Thunderbolt too sensed the aggressive approach of these people, and immediately urged Beiming to go and assist Beiting Huang, "Although our master has other magical beasts, Fengcang and the others have not recovered much of their strength. The master surely doesn't want to summon them now. Leave this matter to Thunderbolt and me, and you hurry to help the master!"
