The Holy Tree Temple’s city stronghold was divided into three gates. Though the first gate was the least affluent, it was still where the relatively wealthy with some background made their homes.0

Leading five massive ebony marquises on leashes, Li Yuan strolled casually down the street. Now that he had decided to reveal his status as a sixth rank beastmaster, he no longer bothered hiding in the shadows. 0

Unfortunately, once people recovered from their initial shock at this sight, all that appeared to remain was raw fear.0

“Mommy, those dogs are so scary!” On the street, a young child who had been walking with his parents jumped in fright at the sight of five towering silhouettes. He hid behind his parents, who themselves went pale, their mouths turning dry.0

Wherever Li Yuan and his dogs passed, crowds scattered in tense silence, pushing and shoving to get out of the way. His good-natured and respectable reputation as the Cui Clan’s weaponsmith no longer mattered. Now, he was only someone to fear. The brutal aura of those five demonic beasts made everyone’s heart pound.0

Suddenly, a little girl let out a sharp cry. She had accidentally locked eyes with one of the dogs, who focused on her with a savage, bloodthirsty, and almost...0