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The longer the delay, the more powerful individuals are attracted.
With Qin Niu's level of cultivation, encountering any moderately strong opponent could lead to serious injury, even death.
It really is a case of fearing the worst and having it happen.
A figure hurried over, and even from a distance of more than ten meters, one could feel the powerful aura emanating from this person.
The newcomer was a burly old man with snow-white hair, with a purple beast perched on his shoulder, no bigger than a four or five-month-old kitten. With its round head, sharp snout, lethal claws, and fluffy tail, it was surely a purple marten.
The beast moved swiftly and had a rather fierce nature.
Qin Niu, already possessing two demon beasts, was more than familiar with their aura. He instantly surmised that this purple marten had reached the level of a demon beast.
Moreover, it was most likely a Grade Eleven demon beast, far more formidable than those newly demonized Grade Ten ones.
