As Yi Tian began the auction for the Yin Yang Sacred Fruit, outside the mist to the north of the territory.
A group of burly beastmen with green skin, bare-chested and aggressive.
These beastmen numbered at least two thousand, densely packed, with strength at least at mid-stage Silver.
Some held wolf fang clubs, some held spears, some held axes, and even two hundred late-stage Silver beastmen held high-level ox horn bows.
Unlike other high-level ox horn bows, theirs occasionally flashed brightly.
"Sons, it is this Evil Lord who killed dozens of our Golden Warriors and disrupted the Beastman King's grand plan. We must take revenge and repay in blood!"
"The mist here has been opened by the High Priest, quickly enter and kill the Lord, seize their treasures, and take their women."
A Limon Beastman Commander rolled up the flag, pointing to the weakened mist that the High Priest had just cast a spell on, to boost morale.
