"Stop them!" the town chief commanded, his voice filled with panic.
The Dark Beasts had breached the town wall and were trooping in quickly.
He wanted to rush to defend the hole created by the Dark Beasts, but he was stopped by a deadly Grade-4 Dark Beast.
Cries of anguish filled the air as guards tried their best to hold off the Dark Beasts' rampage.
Unfortunately, Dark Beasts were entirely different from ordinary beasts. They were faster, stronger, and more cunning.
With most guards and disciples from various halls facing such terrifying beasts for the first time, errors and mistakes were bound to happen.
The death rate of the inexperienced soldiers and disciples skyrocketed, leading to the breach in the town's defenses.
In the distance, Elder Jing was battling three Grade-5 Dark Beasts with a solemn expression on his face. A deep wound on his back oozed blood continuously, but the fierce battle gave him little to no time to care about his injury.
