Chapter 572 (1/2)

The night passed slowly. When the sun finally replaced the double moons, the trembling ground had not stilled.

The Fearsome Beast Forest.

The chaos started long before the trembling started. Beasts that sensed something wrong had made the first move, the others soon followed suit. Beasts that normally fought every day over resources didn’t bat an eye at each other, they were all running for their lives.

Maybe these beasts were more evolved than the rest, they just knew that what was happening was inevitable. They could do nothing about it so they only had one thing on their mind. A straightforward solution that hadn’t failed them or their ancestors...

Flee!

Flee the danger zone!

Hence, the beasts ran in all directions. The peaceful forest was in chaos.

When the booming sound came, the ground started to shake. The forest seemingly lost its balance, its insides jumbling around involuntarily.

Cracks appeared down the land, the very land that millions of lives lived on. Some unlucky beasts even fell into the holes, releasing out horrifying screams as they descended. Many weren't able to stop in time and went plunging down the hole. Even those that did were pushed down by the ones behind them. The whole scene looked like a sick sacrificial ritual.

A beast leapt with its mighty legs over a crack but in a moment of misfortune, the gap grew wider.

Sounds of the ground cracking mixed with the screechings of the beast made the perfect background music for a nightmare.

Even the most ferocious beasts didn't stand a chance against this immense power of nature.

There was an indent at the top of the volcano that Shao Xuan saw before. The pond was no longer there. Instead, the warriors that went to check were greeted with some molten rocks in the indent.

Now, just as the sun rose, following a large ”boom”, ash and lava shot violently into the sky. The sky darkened at shocking speed and darkness spread further as time passed.

As the lava spewed out, the surrounding mountains crumbled.

The clouds seemed bruised from the eruption. Plumes of black, yellow and white from the ash and lava lifted into the sky.

The volcano that had remained silent for nearly a thousand years had exploded with such abrupt anger. Lava surged down the mountain, burning through the forest.

Lightning flashed in the dark clouds, thunder clapping a pair of gigantic hands. The lightning bolts scribbled within the clouds with no sense of pattern. Anything could be its next target!

Black ash came spewing out at a terrifying speed. It painted the sky in black like ink on paper.

The beasts in the forest ran for their life. They bumped into trees with such force that the trees came crashing down. Smaller animals smacked into the trees with so much force that they died.

The animals lost any intelligence they had in this chaos, solely relying on their instinct to fight through this mess to get out alive.

Some of the wanderers in the Flaming Horn tribe didn’t follow the group leaving from the area. They stayed there and rather enjoyed their first few days. They had the larger houses to themselves now, even the shamans and chief’s houses.