BOOM—THUD—BOOM—THUD!
With every stride of its four pillar-like hooves across the southern plain, the fifty-foot-tall, hundred-ton Rank 4 Peak (Qi Gathering Stage 9) Ancient Flood-Bull King left craters three feet deep in the frozen earth!
Around its twenty-foot bronze crescent horns coiled violent rings of dark purple flood-lightning. The six-inch Rank 4 Peak Blood-Soul Frenzy Needle that Second Prince Qian Ye had fired into the base of its skull pumped toxic crimson blood-madness straight into its brain. Even from half a mile away, the suffocating spiritual pressure of a Stage-9 Qi-Gathering Sovereign Beast caused the water in the southern moat to stand up in ten-foot waves!
Along the Outer South Wall, General Tie-Shan , at Rank 4 Early, Old Sergeant Ma , at Rank 4 Early. The three hundred royal nobles who had just climbed down on bedsheet ropes to eat roast suckling pig froze with their pancakes halfway to their mouths.
“A-An Ancient Flood-Bull King at the ninth stage of Qi Gathering—only half a step from Rank 5 Foundation Establishment!” Prime Minister Lin gasped. Dropping his porcelain soup tureen onto a hay bale as he stared at the fifty-foot mountain of black muscle hurtling straight toward the main South Gate bridge.
