Yang Xiao and Lan Xin were the last two to retreat to the entrance of the grand hall.
"Quick, move! This grand hall won't hold back the Tibetan Mastiffs."
Yang Xiao spoke as he grabbed Lan Xin's hand and ran quickly toward the inside.
Outside, the Tibetan Mastiffs roared violently. Dozens of them at the front were enveloped in a golden halo, baying wildly as they charged at the grand hall, followed by a thunderous crash, the several-hundred-year-old grand hall collapsed.
Immediately, one to two hundred Tibetan Mastiffs leaped over the ruins and surged inside, destroying any architectural obstacles in their path.
These Tibetan Mastiffs were like mini bulldozers, unstoppable.
The ancient buildings of the Shenming Mountain Sect were primarily made of wood and stood no chance against the onslaught of hundreds of Tibetan Mastiffs.
The cave at the back of the mountain was about 2 kilometers from the grand hall at the front.
