Qiao Mu promptly elevated her position to get a better view, revealing two colossal bears clumsily chasing after the group, one towering over the other, heading straight for the campsite.
Startled by the thunderous roar, many people hurriedly emerged from their yurts.
They were taken aback.
One of the massive brown-furred bears flattened a yurt with a single stomp. Striding past the demolished yurt, it swatted its cat-tail-leaf fan-sized bear paw forcefully, sending the slowest member of the group flying.
Puchi! He spat out a mouthful of blood, crashing into a thick tree, and tumbled to the ground, immediately losing consciousness.
Qiao Mu's eyes widened. "Where did these two bears come from?"
"Judging by their size, they're at least level-ten spiritual beasts!" Situ Yi frowned.
The combat prowess of a level-10 spiritual beast surpassed that of a level-10 grand spiritual cultivator!
