「Two months later」
Within Barbaric Moyun Valley, demonic beasts of all shapes and sizes fled in every direction, retreating in disarray.
To the sound of mournful cries that filled the sky, the disciples of the White Mountain Beast Taming Sect advanced in formation, sweeping through the valley.
Moyun Valley itself wasn't particularly vast. Since the White Mountain Beast Taming Sect began their advance from the entrance, it had taken them just over a month to sweep through. In that time, the various demonic beasts living in the long, narrow valley had either been killed or forced to surrender.
All that remained were these stubborn beasts, which had been driven from one end of the valley to the other. Now, they were cornered.
"ROAR!"
Amidst roars filled with warning and vigilance, a group of disciples in dark azure robes appeared one by one.
The one leading them was a middle-aged Male Cultivator. He looked at the beasts they had encircled, issuing commands in a steady stream.
