Brightmoon Highland.
"Roar!" The barbarian beast awakened.
Its massive body descended upon this once lofty terrain, now devoid of memories.
Yet, it instinctively felt comfort and contentment.
Surveying the surroundings, it called out for companions.
But there was no response.
The desolate Brightmoon Highland stretched endlessly.
"Moo!" The barbarian beast suddenly sniffed the air as if catching a familiar scent.
A feeling of closeness washed over it, bringing a sense of comfort from within.
Sniffing around, it moved forward.
From above, Wang Ye observed the barbarian beast's actions with keen eyes.
His hunch was correct.
Barbarian beasts were innate beings born in higher dimensions, bearing traits akin to divine and fierce beasts.
Their perception was extraordinarily sharp!
What was it sensing?
Others of its kind?
