Chapter 0250: Divine-Class Star Beasts

A month later, on this day, almost all the star beasts in the White Mist Desert seemed to have gone mad—staying in place, filled with terror, trembling uncontrollably. A small number of advanced star beasts fled in panic. Of course, they all headed toward the periphery of the White Mist Desert.
“What’s going on?!” Inside the White Mist Desert, a group of people who had planned to venture deeper to hunt beasts turned pale with fear as they saw the surging tide of beasts. These people belonged to the Cabot family.
The Cabot family was a super-large family on Dark Star, ranking thirtieth among tens of thousands of families there.
“Bad! Hide quickly!” cried Gabli, a holy warrior of the Cabot family, in alarm.
With so many advanced star beasts, even a holy warrior like him would be reduced to flesh paste if he didn’t dodge in time. Hearing Gabli’s cry, the others quickly reacted and fled toward the elevated areas in the desert.
Although most of the White Mist Desert was sand, there were still some rocks. As the rumbling sounds grew louder, the panicked Cabot family members grew desperate.
What a sight it must have been to see thousands of advanced star beasts charging wildly together! The ground shook, as if the world itself was collapsing!
Faced with such a beast tide, everyone felt utterly insignificant. Gabli, the holy warrior of the Cabot family, was no exception.
It was getting closer, closer!
The charging beast tide rolled forward like wheels of death. Gabli had initially tried to protect some family members, but in the end, he couldn’t care anymore and rushed toward the nearest rocky elevation hundreds of feet high.
Just as he landed on the top of the rock, countless screams echoed behind him, followed by terrifying waves of energy. In horror, he fell to the ground and rolled away.
A moment later, he turned to look at the beast tide still advancing below the rocks. His face was deathly pale, and the few other Cabot family members who had escaped also looked terrified.
Just now, over two hundred members of the Cabot family who hadn’t escaped were killed by this beast tide.
Gabli recalled what had happened, still shaken. Frowning deeply, he realized this was something that hadn’t happened in thousands of years. Even the beast tide from a hundred years ago hadn’t been this terrifying.
More than an hour later, the beast tide finally disappeared from sight.
“Who knows how many people will die this time?” said a Cabot family member, looking at the beast tide still fleeing toward the outskirts of the White Mist Desert, his expression complex.

It’s conceivable that anyone still trapped in the White Mist Desert would find it extremely difficult to escape this calamity.
“What’s wrong with these advanced star beasts? It seems they’ve been triggered by something and are running wildly outward like mad.”
“Who knows? But it seems they’re in fear, which is why they’re running!”
“Fear?! What could possibly scare these advanced star beasts?!”
“Could it be a Sacred Star Beast? But even if it were, it shouldn’t be able to scare tens of thousands of advanced star beasts like this!”
The members of the Cobert family discussed among themselves.
Gabri was about to speak when, suddenly, his whole body trembled as he stared in horror toward the depths of the White Mist Desert, in the direction those advanced star beasts had come from.
The Cobert family members, noticing Gabri’s expression, grew curious and looked as well, but saw nothing. As they were puzzled and about to turn away, suddenly one of them opened his mouth wide, pointing frantically, his expression even more terrified than when they saw the swarm of advanced star beasts earlier.
The others looked again and all of them gasped.
Under the terrified gazes of Gabri and the others, a star beast appeared before their eyes. This beast radiated an overwhelming aura, as if it were the king of all star beasts, commanding supreme dominance and forcing all other beasts to submit!
“A divine, divine-grade star beast!!” Gabri stammered in horror.
It was indeed a divine-grade star beast!
Yes, this beast was a divine-grade star beast, one at the peak of that rank—the emperor of all star beasts in the White Mist Desert.
The Fire Cloud Beast King!
This Fire Cloud Beast King had a head, antlers, lion’s eyes, a tiger’s back, and an ox’s tail. Standing thirty to forty zhang tall, its entire body was engulfed in flames, resembling a mass of fire clouds. It was similar to the auspicious Qilin of the Pangu World, except it had a pair of wings on its back.
Behind the Fire Cloud Beast King, far away, were four more divine-grade star beasts, and further behind those were a group of sacred-grade star beasts.
In addition to those flying in the air, there were three more divine-grade star beasts on the ground. Just like in the air, behind those three divine-grade beasts was another group of sacred-grade star beasts.
“F-Five divine-grade star beasts!” Gabri murmured, staring at the sky, his eyes vacant.
But as the ground trembled and powerful auras spread out, Gabri looked again. His mind exploded with realization—there were actually three more on the ground! And behind those divine-grade beasts, there were over thirty sacred-grade star beasts!

“Could it be… that’s just the legendary Fire Cloud Beast King?!” Gabli seemed to realize something, his body trembling as he stared in horror at the most magnificent divine-grade star beast in the sky.
Now, he finally understood why those high-ranking star beasts had rushed out.
But what exactly was going on?
Why had this legendary Fire Cloud Beast King, along with eight other divine-grade star beasts and over thirty sacred-grade star beasts, all flown out from the core area of the White Mist Desert?!
As the Fire Cloud Beast King and the other divine-grade star beasts approached, Gabli felt his chest tighten, as if he couldn’t breathe. He collapsed to the ground, trembling, while the members of the Cobert family lay there, their faces pale with fear.
Gradually, the Fire Cloud Beast King got closer.
“What?! Is that a human?!” Gabli stared in disbelief at the back of the Fire Cloud Beast King.
The king of all the star beasts in the White Mist Desert—on his back stood a human, a young man!
The young man seemed to sense his gaze and looked over. His piercing eyes made Gabli’s heart ache, and his face turned pale.
After a while, the Fire Cloud Beast King flew away with all the divine-grade and sacred-grade star beasts, disappearing from everyone’s sight.
Gabli lay on the ground, muttering, “What on earth is going on?”
The Fire Cloud Beast King was the king of the star beasts in the White Mist Desert, and for all the powerful beings on Dark Star, he was an insurmountable peak—even the divine warriors would flee at the sight of him. Yet now, there was a young man standing on his back!
There was a young man on the back of the Fire Cloud Beast King, and on the backs of the four sacred-grade star beasts at the back, there were also people sitting. What was going on here?
Gabli thought blankly.
Of course, those four at the back were Long Yi, the Sea God Apton, Simp from the Phoenix Clan, and Belin.
Compared to the Yellow Dragon, the four of them seemed rather humble.
It took them a whole month to subdue just one sacred-grade star beast each.
When a month passed and they gathered at the agreed location, they were shocked to see the Yellow Dragon riding on the Fire Cloud Beast King, accompanied by a group of divine-grade and sacred-grade star beasts. They couldn’t recover from their shock for a long time.
Now, they rode on their own tamed star beasts behind the Yellow Dragon, their expressions complex.
Although they had tamed these beasts over a month, their wild nature remained. But after seeing the Fire Cloud Beast King, they became extremely docile.
In addition to their shock, their gazes toward the Yellow Dragon were filled with reverence and a hint of joy.
After all, with the Yellow Dragon leading this army of star beasts, they wouldn’t have to worry about the star beasts in the Forbidden Magic Mountain during their journey there.

Xiqing Tribe, Baichen Village. At this moment, Cecil and the people of Baichen Village stood there, facing off against the members of Wanfu Tribe, the atmosphere tense as steel.
Jia Ais sneered, “Cecil, hand over those people, or don’t blame us if we become ruthless!”
“Hand them over? Hmph, Jia Ais, this is territory of our Xiqing Tribe. It’s not your turn to act arrogantly here!” Cecil’s expression darkened.
“Cecil, I know what you’re planning, and I’ve also investigated those people’s strength. But let me tell you—no matter how strong they are, even ninth-level warriors will die!” Jia Ais said coldly.
Cecil frowned. What did that mean?
Just then, suddenly, the crowd stirred, clearing a path as a dozen or so people stepped forward. The leader was a young man in his twenties. Seeing his attire, Cecil and the people of Baichen Village’s expressions changed drastically.
The young man’s clothes clearly indicated that he was a direct descendant of the Terrence family. The Terrence family was one of the most prominent families in the entire Tianbei region. Their former patriarch was a legendary warrior, one of the strongest in Tianbei!
“Young Master Humphre!” Upon seeing the young man, Jia Ais quickly approached him and spoke respectfully.
Humphre nodded, his tone arrogant, and said, “Jia Ais, where are those people now? Once I’ve dealt with them for you, don’t forget your promise.”
Jia Ais hurriedly replied, “I won’t, of course not! How could Ais dare forget?” He paused briefly before hesitantly adding, “It’s just those few people.”
“What? Does Baichen Village dare refuse to hand them over?” Humphre raised his eyebrows and snorted, then glanced at Cecil and the others.
Cecil and the others’ expressions changed. They hadn’t expected Jia Ais to have a direct descendant of the Terrence family as his backer. Though they didn’t know Humphre’s exact status within the Terrence family, judging from the dozen or so guards surrounding him, his status must be high.
These guards didn’t hide their strength—each was a warrior at level eight or above, with three of them at level nine.
“I don’t have time to wait. Old man, I’ll count to ten. If you still haven’t handed them over by then, I’ll kill one of them for every minute that passes.” Humphre pointed at Cecil and continued, “Don’t expect your chief to send anyone. No one from your tribe will come.”
Cecil’s face showed despair. He had been puzzled earlier about why no one from the tribe had come to help yet, but now it was clear—they would never arrive.