Booooom.

Lu Yun’s consciousness operated combat arts with a fury and raised a mental storm within five thousand kilometers. It instantly froze all of the beasts ravaging the land. They toppled over—dead.

……

“Eh?!” Xia Xu was still holding the flask of gold jade and felt a gentle breeze brush past him before the dying cries of thousands of beasts traveled into his ears.

He looked around wildly, at a complete loss.

“Your Majesty!!” An impassioned voice rang through the air. “Your Majesty, the beast tide has receded. No, the beast tide has been destroyed!”

“It’s, it’s been taken care of? Just like that?” Xia Xu’s jaw dropped and his eyes snapped to the top of the altar. He stared for a long time before...