"Blood Beasts, kill those piles of walking bones and lumps of black mists."
The same angry voice resounded once again, and hundreds of Rank 7 and Rank 8 Blood Beasts appeared out of nowhere and started attacking the Bone Fiends and Mist Demons.
With the summoning of the Blood Beasts, the massacre turned into a fight between the beasts.
'Swiish'
'Thud'
As for the group of figures in the sky, they landed on the ground and looked at Ethan and the others with furious looks.
At the front stood a middle-aged man in blood-red robes, his aura thick and violent.
Behind him were hundreds of Bloodclaw Tribe cultivators, both young and old.
The young were Nascent Soul Realm elders, whereas the older ones were Peak Nascent Soul Realm experts with centuries of cultivation, if not thousands.
And behind them, there were ten extremely old cultivators silently standing.
They had hunched backs and wrinkled faces, but their eyes were sharp like blades.
They observed everything calmly.
