As Zhan Yingrong held the Beast Heart that symbolized her Prime Master cultivation level with both hands, a hint of reluctance and pain flashed across her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. "Divine Tiger Divine Master, today, the 5,100 disciples of the War God Clan are willing to sacrifice our Beast Hearts and fight the demonic cultivator Ye Qingchen to the end!"
"I hope that the Divine Tiger will safeguard the world and pray for peace along with us."
After saying that, Zhan Yingrong and the warriors no longer hesitated. They tightened their fingers to crush their Beast Hearts. When he saw this, a rare look of fear appeared in Ye Qingchen's eyes. He hesitated if he should face this attack head-on. At this moment, an angry roar came from the capital of the War God Nation—
"Wait!"
