470 Fifth World: A Professional Pick Pocket

Wen Qinxi almost had a heart attack seeing that ginormous chimera wrecking havoc in the Zhao sect. Its presence had attracted a lot of nascent soul cultivators from other sects but even in the presence of such powerful people, it was pointless. The creature was just too formidable bringing the cultivators to their knees. The once beautiful landscape was chaotic with ruined buildings and blood splatter everywhere. The disciples and elders were doing everything to fight this unholy beast but they were basically stalling for time.

From this angle, he could see Qie Ranzhe, Machu, Dai Yu and Shao Lan fighting alongside the elders and sect leaders to restrain the vile creature.

Everything about it was hair raising. Its sharp canines on the lion head had blood dripping down as it bellowed causing an earth tremor. One would assume the goat head protruding on its back would be less intimidating when compared to the lion and snakehead but that wasn't necessarily true.