A distant roar, like a response, stirred the excitement of the divine child in the net even more; despite being cut until blood streamed down, it began to struggle desperately, shrieking wildly as it did.
"This looks bad!" The wanderer seemed to have thought of something, his face showing a hint of panic.
Song Jian's thoughts moved, and he soared into the air, looking off into the distance; he saw a black line on the horizon, rapidly approaching their location.
"Damn it, is that a beast tide?"
Song Jian turned his head to see that two new gods had also flown to his side, looking towards the distant black line.
