"Boom! Rumble!"
The level-six Cyclops charged furiously under the dim sky curtain.
Huge boulders, drawn by his strength, suddenly soared up from the gully.
Many millstone-sized rocks, like stars, orbited around him, enhancing his incredibly imposing aura.
Several level-five Cyclops, with a resigned-to-death attitude, followed him, mobilizing the power within their bodies.
"Bang! Bang bang!"
Thousands of meteorites of various sizes turned into a meteor shower, raining down on the valley where Huang Qi and others were gathered.
The Individual Cultivators and the scions of aristocratic families swore incessantly at this time.
They summoned powerful Spiritual Artifacts to fend off the meteorites falling from the sky, then fought against the Ferocious Beasts that charged at them.
"It's started!"
Pang Jian squinted as he surveyed the whole situation.
