Despite the strength of those barbarians and demons not being particularly strong, with the vast majority being below the Fifth Grade Realm, there were simply too many of them.
Wisps of white smoke, seemingly endless, swirled into his body, causing the altar to shake incessantly.
The Dragon and Tiger Banners around rustled loudly, as if controlling the rate of absorption.
Then, under the altar's assistance, the Slaughter Sword Intent converged into the Little White Tiger, solidifying its body.
As each strand of fur, bone, and flesh solidified, the thirty-six silver-white cyclones above and those three colossal stars also burst into light.
The Little Green Dragon, with a dragon head fully formed, playfully swam around on the altar.
Chen Yi merely glanced briefly, then leaped down from the White Tiger Divine Intent, landing on the South-Garrison Pass, watching the few remaining Barbarian Kings and Great Demons closely.
