In just a few breaths, the Exotic Beasts rushed into the pass, and that Netherworld Beast also began its massacre. It must have known that this plan to attack Beining Pass was a complete failure, and only through slaughter could it vent its heart's discontent.
Cries of agony and sounds of fleeing echoed in every corner of Qingyang Pass, as one life after another was mercilessly harvested, like a wheat field in autumn.
Noble family's sons wailed helplessly, falling under the sharp claws of the Exotic Beasts, their eyes gradually losing their shine, filled with regret. If only they had rushed down the pass like Fang Zhe and others at that time. Back then, they thought it was suicidal, but now they realized it was actually the last chance for survival, and they were the real fools.
In the canyon, everyone watched the blood arrows shooting skyward from Qingyang Pass and heard those helpless cries of death, feeling a deep sorrow.
