Yun Yao stood to the side, watching with cold eyes as the four fierce "ancient beasts" manifested. They stretched lazily, their heavy, primordial roars echoing throughout the palace.
"You ants dare disturb my rest? Die! No mercy!" It was Qiongqi who spoke, and the moment it opened its mouth, a stench of ten thousand years of decay wafted out.
Yun Yao frowned. Looking at the disheveled appearance of the four beasts, she could bear it no longer.
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