C118 The Great Beast Tide
C118 The Great Beast Tide
Hearing the loud commotion, the few disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect all turned around and looked in confusion.
Upon seeing the horde of beasts charging towards them, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock.
"This is bad! Quick, run!"
Turning back around, they began running for their lives.
Zhan Tianming stared straight towards the figures of the Seven Peaks Sect disciples.
"Humph! Do you really think you can get away?"
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...
A dozen Flying Locust Stones shot out.
Pak! Pak! Pak!
Pak! Pak! Pak!
Each of them aimed directly at their asses.
At that moment, each of the disciples' faces contorted in agony. Struck by the barrage of Flying Locust Stones, their blood had even burst out. It would be even more strange if they could still maintain a straight face.
However, before the few diciples could recover from the attack, something even more horrifying befell them.
Rumble...
Rumble…
The entire horde of beasts pounced over.
"Aghh!"
"Aghh!"
Blood-curdling screeches resounded throughout the mountain forest.
[Ding Dong! Congratulations host Zhan Tianming for killing a disciple of the Seven Peaks Sect, you have obtained 900 experience points and a Small Revitalizing Pellet.]
[Ding Dong! Congratulations host Zhan Tianming for killing...]
[Ding Dong...]
Within mere moments, the few disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect had been crushed into a pile of meat paste, their bones completely shattered.
There was not the slightest change in the expression on Zhan Tianming's face.
Leading the horde of the beasts, he continued searching for the other disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect in the forest.
One wave after another.
Miserable screams echoed throughout the forest.
During this hunt, Zhan Tianming's horde of beasts had suffered a few casualties. However, from his perspective, it was merely a matter of replenishing their numbers with other beasts roaming in the forest. With that, the unstoppable horde of beasts continued charging around violently, razing everything in its path to the ground.
Witnessing this scene, Little Purple burst with excitement. He jumped back out from the War Pet Space and rushed to the front of the Beast Horde.
"Charge!"
"Kill those bastards."
"Humph…"
Little Purple shouted excitedly.
Under Little Purple's lead, the Beast Horde became even more violent. Even when the duration of Beast Control came to an end, some of the Wild Beasts and Vicious Beasts would still continue charging forth with the rest of the horde.
"Holy sh*t! Run!"
"Damn it, who is that bastard? How can he control so many beasts at once?"
"What in the world?! There are actually more than ten Grade-nine Vicious Beasts!"
'Curse your f*cking ancestors! Don't you know that we're from the Seven Peaks Sect? If you dare to lay even a single finger on us, you'll definitely end up a dead man!"
"You f*cking bastard, what exactly are you trying to do?"
In front, the six outer disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect began shouting in panic, scared witless by the Great Beast Tide.
Each of them tucked their tails and ran for their lives.
But how could Zhan Tianming simply let them run away?
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...
Flying Locust Stones shot out and struck heavily on their asses once again, resulting in a scene bursting with blood.
"Wuu... wuu..."
"Wuu... wuu..."
The expressions of each of the six disciples twisted in pain.
Witnessing the Great Beast Tide charging in their direction, their eyes widened as their faces turned the color of a pig's liver.
Rumble…
Rumble…
"Aghh!"
"Aghh!"
Their screams, though ear-piercing, was quickly drowned out by the Great Beast Tide.
...
In a certain mountain forest.
A middle-aged man wearing the uniform of a Deacon in the outer court of the Seven Peaks Sect stared at the few corpses that had practically turned into minced meat on the cold ground. He could vaguely discern that their clothes belonged to the outer disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect.
"Humph!"
"How could a small beast tide have charged through here?"
Kacha, kacha…
Clenching down of his fists, the middle-aged man gathered brown-colored Genuine Qi around his fists and formed a gauntlet.
Armor made of Genuine Qi!
This technique could only be used by martial cultivators who were at the very least in the Martial Spirit Realm.
Following behind the middle-aged man were a dozen or so disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect.
No one dared to speak carelessly.
At the same time, those disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect were deeply shocked by the few badly mutilated corpses in front of them.
It was simply too terrifying and cruel of a way to die.
After a while, the Genuine Qi surrounding the middle-aged man's fist dispersed. He then shouted with a cold expression, "Investigate the situation. We must find out how they died. Also, track down the two villagers who managed to escape. I want to see their corpses with my very own eyes."
"Even if they had already been devoured by the Demonic Beasts, we'll have to dig them out from their stomachs."
"Yes, sir!"
All of the Seven Peaks Sect disciples answered simultaneously.
...
At this moment, Zhan Tianming was still searching for any remaining disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect in the forest.
Meanwhile, the Great Beast Tide around him had already increased to a terrifying number of close to a thousand.
Little Purple had also become the commander of the Great Beast Tide.
Whether they were being controlled by Zhan Tianming or not, they would still listen to his commands.
Relying on the Great Beast Tide, they had even managed to kill a Grade-one Demonic Beast.
Fortunately, the Great Beast Tide was under the command of Little Purple. Thus, the experience gained from killing the Demonic Beast transferred over to Zhan Tianming.
Moments later, a few more Vicious Beasts joined the party.
[Ding dong!]
[Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming. The War Pet, Violet Cloud Sky Pig, has led a thousand beasts and succeeded in leveling up to a level 2 Divine Beast. The strength of his Purple Light Flash has increased.]
Zhan Tianming was startled.
This was possible?
Good!
Since that was the case, then let's keep going.
"Bajie, continue expanding the Great Beast Tide," Zhan Tianming shouted.
"Yes, master!" Little Purple replied excitedly.
For the sake of efficiency, upon receiving the notification regarding Little Purple and detecting the presence of the Grade-two Thunder Leopard up ahead, he increased the number of beasts under his control to a hundred before activating his Hundred Beasts Extermination. After killing the hundred Wild Beasts and Vicious Beasts, he immediately focused on controlling a Grade-two Demonic Beast, the Thunder Leopard.
With that, the strength of the Great Beast Tide had increased once again.
At this stage, Little Purple was but a mere level two Divine Beast. In comparison to the strength of the Grade-two Thunder Leopard, he was actually considered to be inferior. Even so, the Demonic Beast still had to listen to the commands of Little Purple and did not dare to disobey him.
After all, putting Zhan Tianing's control of the Demonic Beast aside, Little Purple also possessed the aura of a Divine Beast.
This was just how the hierarchy worked in this world. The superior shall dominate the inferior.
A Divine Beast would, in all cases, stand above an ordinary Demonic Beast.
The only thing to worry about was how he was still a young beast.
The strength of the Grade-two Thunder Leopard was already equivalent to that of a Martial Expert.
Adding the Demonic Beast into the Beast Horde, any of the disciples they end up coming across will be utterly crushed without any ways of fighting back.
In just a few hours, more than thirty disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect had already died at Zhan Tianming's hands.
Furthmore, the completion of the Quest of Vengeance had increased to thirteen percent.
"Humph!" 3
"No matter how many of you there are, you will all die by my hands!"
"I won't let a single one of you slip out of my grasp!"
The killing intent in Zhan Tianming's eyes surged violently.
Rumble…
Rumble…
The Great Beast Tide continued charging forth.
"Humph! All of you, stop right there!"
All of a sudden, a deep voice resounded through the forest as a middled-aged man dressed in the attire of a Deacon from the Seven Peaks Sect appeared before them.
Brown-colored Genuine Qi burst out from his fists.
"Hundred Rock Slide!"
"Die!"
Rumble…
Rumble…
The single punch he threw out seemed as if a thousand rocks had crashed down from the sky. In an instant, the Great Beast Tide suffered countless casualties.
Landing on the ground, the middle-aged man stood up and stared straight at Zhan Tianming with a stone cold gaze.
"Humph, brat, so you were the one responsible for this."