However, all eight directions were blocked.
The level five transcendent guarded the east, while the other seven yetis covered the other points to prevent Braydon Neal's escape.
Over 80,000 yetis had already been cut down by half in just half a day. The ground was littered with broken limbs.
Still, the remaining yetis continued attacking each other, their numbers dropping further.
But now, many had evolved into level two yetis.
To evolve from level one, a yeti needed to consume a hundred of its own kind.
At this rate, Braydon wouldn't be able to stay hidden for long.
Already, some were eyeing him.
Then, suddenly—
"How dare you gather a crowd to raise poisonous insects!"
A terrifying presence descended from above.
A high-level yeti!
A seventh-tier aura pressed down.
All the yetis, overwhelmed by the pressure, collapsed, unable to move.
