The first of the creatures appeared: a giant wind-horned wolf.
It was barely three meters long, but its power in a pack was something even Lucas couldn't ignore.
Of course, to Qingyi, it wasn't much.
They were just insignificant base predators looking for easy prey, the most powerful of them barely reaching the level of a false immortal.
Qingyi jumped out of the carriage, ready to cut down the first ten in front of him.
Unfortunately, he had to stop at the last second.
His feet sank into the muddy ground and an intense heat rose up behind him, rapidly approaching.
It was Lucas's dragon.
Its huge mouth was open while its master flashed a sadistic smile, orange, burning flames falling onto the ground.
This was no accident; Lucas was aiming at Qingyi.
Qingyi just formed a Qi barrier around himself, realizing that the beasts were already surrounding the carriage.
With a single movement of his eyes, his body disappeared.
