The black bull was a magnificent creature. Its entire body seemed to give off a jet-black gleam, and flaming clouds burned from the hooves of its four steel-pillar-like legs.

There was also a group of figures standing on the burning clouds.

Only a single figure was seated on the black bull’s back. It was a stern and dignified-looking middle-aged man in black clothes. He wore a crown on his head, and his clear eyes seemed to contain the sun and moon.

“Xixia Island, Herculean Demon Bull Clan!”

“Even that old bull has come…”

The sight of this group alarmed the Biyou Island Dragon Whale Clan and Blood Spirit Mountain Golden Luan Clan experts, causing them to display grave expressions.

They were clearly somewhat fearful of the Herculean Demon Bull Clan.

Elder Gao Yang could not help but frown as well.

He had identified the middle-aged man in black clothes on the bull’s back. He was called Niu Xiaori and was an extremely powerful Bull Demon King. In fact, he had created quite a name for himself years ago in the Ancient Wasteland Domain after defeating numerous experts.

Although none of the Xixia Island experts...