With a loud boom, Zhuji’s charge actually broke the incoming beast horde into two halves. The beasts right in front of Zhuji were sent flying into the air. Grabbing and tossing randomly, the little fellow threw dozens of fierce beasts around. By the time they had fallen back down, the unfortunate creatures were either dead or incapacitated.

Later on, when the lass had gotten into the mood, she simply picked up a rhinoceros by its hind legs and began smashing the other beasts with it. This creature was two meters tall, weighed several tons, and its skin was as sturdy as metal. Yet, it had no room for struggle after landing in Zhuji’s hands and was soon seeing stars.

Zhuji let loose her voice and unleashed a shrill but sweet-sounding cry. Her voice might sound cute to ordinary people, but most beasts would turn limp and collapse.

Most of these fierce beasts, however, had been agitated by the white smoke and didn’t quite succumb to Zhuji’s threat. At this moment, a sad, distant tune of a flute arrived from the forest. Its melody was as peculiar as it was ancient and reminded everyone of the vicissitudes of time.

Upon hearing the tune, many of the intimidated beasts clambered up once...