บท 915: The Biggest Winner

Star Constellation Immortal Venerable's dream realm was displayed in front of Fang Yuan once again.

It was night, a huge fire was burning.

Dancing around the fire were beastmen making beastly shouts and growls one after another.

This was a celebration.

A bloody celebration after hunting.

Fang Yuan calmly looked around him.

He was once again a human child bound tightly. Around him were many other boys and girls in the same situation.

"We are doomed, we are dead meat!"

"Wuwuwu… I don't want to be eaten."

The kids cried, desperate and pale.

Fang Yuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he suddenly stood up and shouted: "I want wind knot grass!"

The beastman tribe's celebration had just entered a heated stage.

And right at this time, Fang Yuan's voice suddenly pierced into this celebration.

For a moment, the bestial calls paused and all the beastmen looked at Fang Yuan with blood-red eyes.