CHAPTER 431: CHAPTER 422 RESISTANCE_1

Beastmen from White Eagle City swarmed out, a large group of avian beastmen circling in the sky. The Hawk Clan, Crane Clan, Ostrich Clan, Stork Clan, and others formed an imposing array of colors in the skies. The cries of various birds echoed through the sky; many avian beastmen could hardly contain their desire to lunge forward and peck the domain outsiders to death. However, with a soft screech from the long-feathered white hawk, beastmen flying in the air and running on the ground collectively stood down and awaited further orders. Bai Shou, unable to contain his impatience, flew beside Bai Feng, his hawk eyes blinking, "High Priest, why aren’t we attacking?" The white hawk beastman with majestic wing feathers, his white pupils filled with an oppressive presence, hovered in the air with a slightly stern face.

"Wait."

Wait, wait for what? The beastmen watched helplessly as the enemies kept landing one after another. These outsiders from another domain were unexpectedly white and thin, their withered bodies clothed in white fabric, devoid of any muscles. The male beastmen couldn’t help but look down on them. They had thought they were facing formidable enemies, but it turned out to be just a bunch of white sliced chickens! Scared of what, a bunch of white sliced chickens!

The beastmen stood on trees, on stones, on the ground, and flew in the sky. They maxed out their mocking skills, laughing heartily at the sight of those ’white sliced chickens’ that kept landing. Then, they collectively beat their chests, letting out primitive male roars as they showed off their masculine strength. "OHOO! HOO! HOO! HOO!" The unified roar of millions of male beastmen shook heaven and earth!

The Divine Weapons descending from the sky frowned upon seeing these primitive beastmen. These beastmen, bare-chested, displayed powerful musculature; they also possessed the ability to shape-shift into beast forms. Even that white hawk beastman—his eyes felt terrifying. They seemed to be a super-intelligent species? No matter, they could still be obliterated!

The two factions observed each other across the divide, one side waiting for their comrades to assemble, while the beastmen on the other side seemed to be merely inciting hatred.

"Bai Feng!"

A sweet voice rang out. The white hawk in the sky turned his gaze; he didn’t need to descend to fetch her, as Si Yan had already flown onto his back in the next moment. The back of the hawk beastman was thick and strong; standing upon it, Si Yan’s fear of heights completely dissipated.

Bai Shou nearly bristled with annoyance when he saw Si Yan standing on the High Priest and even laughing and talking with him. He was not aware that Si Yan was the Beast God. But he knew Bai Feng was the High Priest of White Eagle City. Who had the right to stand on his head! This was nothing but nonsense!

Bai Feng flew even more steadily, glancing back with a hint of mirth in his white hawk eyes. "My lord."

Si Yan was somewhat surprised and looked down into his eyes. "You’re calling me lord?"

"You are the Beast God, and I am the High Priest. We have a hierarchy." That palm-sized youngster from the past had now become his Bai Feng’s deity.

Si Yan: "..."

It seemed... that was the logic.

As for Bai Feng, if he didn’t harbor any other intentions towards me, I would really like to become friends with him, Si Yan thought. But for the sake of that Great Demon King at home, perhaps it’s better to maintain a more distant relationship with him. The Beast God and the High Priest... yes, a superior-subordinate relationship is quite good.

The female was cool and distant. Her light scent, intoxicatingly sweet, penetrated his nostrils. The white hawk beastman felt a bit dazed, his mind wavering intensely.

Finally, he smiled warmly. "Alright. I’ll defer to you."

Si Yan asked, "How many people have come down?"

"One thousand have landed successfully, and there are still five hundred in the sky, coming down one by one."

Si Yan couldn’t help but laugh. "One thousand five hundred Divine Weapons. They really do hold Beast World in high regard."

She felt too lazy to stand and simply let her legs go soft, sitting on one of the white hawk beastman’s shoulders. He fluttered his wings to adjust his flight, making her sit more comfortably. Si Yan lifted her feet slightly, narrowed her eyes, and watched with interest as these ’white sliced chickens’ descended into Beast World one after another, showing no signs of panic despite the imminent battle.

The snake beastmen from Delusional Domain arrived on the battlefield swiftly through the Formation. As soon as the Hawk Clan beastmen and the snake beastmen made contact, the two naturally opposing species instinctively turned hostile.

"Are you looking for a fight?" some avian beastmen bristled, puffing up like gamecocks.

A snake beastman retorted, "If you want to fight, then let’s fight! Don’t hold back if you have the guts!"

Bai Feng gently changed direction, and Si Yan faced the two clans of beastmen who were about to clash. Si Yan grasped a few of Bai Feng’s feathers to steady herself, leaned forward slightly, and, looking down at the beastmen, said jokingly, "I know you want to fight, but don’t start just yet."

A large group of snake beastmen instantly behaved upon hearing Si Yan’s voice. The avian beastmen wanted to speak, but after the High Priest’s imposing gaze swept over them, they all shut their mouths.

Si Yan looked down and chuckled lightly. "Don’t rush. After we handle the outsiders, you can fight however you want."

Although she appeared quite easygoing above them, the female—Si Yan—inspired a sense of irrepressible reverence in the hearts of the beastmen before her. The disorderly beastmen immediately became obedient and respectfully exclaimed, "Yes!"

One thousand five hundred Divine Weapons. This caliber is quite high for dealing with a lowly world like Beast World, the Divine Weapons thought, looking down contemptuously at these primitive beastmen. They don’t dare to move a step, probably aware of our prowess and not wishing to court death. This feeling, like a higher being facing a lower one, is filled with a sense of class superiority.

Si Yan watched the Divine Weapons before her calmly.

1,499.

1,500!

Then, with the last beam of light descending, a young Divine Lord in golden armor, Shangguan Shuyi, landed on the ground.

She appeared to be in her thirties, still charming, yet when she looked at Beast World, her face was filled with hatred! Shangguan Xiao is dead! My only daughter, Shangguan Xiao, died in a lowly, primitive world I never even considered! This is inconceivable!

She immediately set her sights on the beastmen here, recognizing the leaders—Si Yan and Bai Feng—at a glance. She demanded coldly, "Are you the guardians of Beast World? Where is the Beast God? Tell him to get out here!"

Sitting on the white hawk beastman’s shoulder, Si Yan flew higher. She used the High Priest of Beast World to enhance her presence, propping one leg up casually, looking relaxed yet defiant. "Why should we tell you where the Beast God is?"

Shangguan Shuyi’s brows furrowed, and then a domineering pressure bore down heavily on them! Beastmen are very sensitive creatures. The moment they sensed the opponent’s pressure, the beastmen knew their enemy was very strong! A female, and she’s incredibly powerful?!

Yet, the domineering pressure ultimately failed to crush the beastmen here. Si Yan, in the air, lightly extended a finger and actually managed to withstand the pressure from the Divine Lord Shangguan Shuyi.

Si Yan’s heart skipped a beat, a hint of surprise flickering within her. I was nervous too! Me, a mere Beast God, actually managed to resist the pressure from the Divine Temple’s Divine Lord!