However, this Eighth Grade Grandmaster did not stop because of this.
His figure turned into a flash of lightning again, striking another Beast General at Eighth Grade Peak with lightning speed.
At the moment, the battlefield was filled with smoke, intertwined with lightning, and his figure shuttled among them as if the Death God had descended, constantly harvesting the lives of Beast Generals.
The combat strength he displayed had already reached the invincible stage of Eighth Grade, slaughtering Beast Generals at the same level as easily as killing chickens.
The next moment.
In the ever-changing fierce battle.
A tremendous and unstoppable aura suddenly swept over from the edge of the battlefield, an aura that solely belonged to the powerful Ninth Grade Beast King.
It was a towering Ninth Grade Beast King with scales shining brightly, its eyes flashing with a cold and resolute light.
It could no longer watch from the sidelines and decided to personally intervene.
