Lin Yan's hand formed a claw and grabbed a huge tree trunk. He quickly climbed up the tree and stood on the tall tree trunk.
A hundred beasts galloped, surging under his feet like a tide.
Lin Yan looked up at the distant hill. The dense forest kept trembling, and mud and dust flew. The loud sound shook the air, covering a large area of the forest. Clearly, there were more ferocious beasts escaping from the depths of the Guangchuan Mountains.
What happened?
Lin Yan's eyes darkened.
"This is…"
He suddenly realized something. He narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the top of the mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there was a thin layer of green fog that seemed to be surrounded by smoke.
