"Boom—"
As the spiritual lights scattered, countless roaring sounds arose.
One after another, figures from the Canan Tribe tore through the void, drawn by the spiritual lights.
They were at least Eight-Winged Canaans.
"Canaan Xuan Ye, even you need to call for help?" a voice laden with mockery fell beside the Canaan King who initiated the communication.
"A War Beast? You can't handle this by yourself?" That Canaan power clad in a golden robe, his eyes emitting golden light while otherwise indistinguishable from a human, looked at the Buddha War Beast and chuckled.
On another front, three more figures landed.
All were top-tier Canaanite Monarchs who surpassed the Twelve Wings.
Just in this void, there were five of such pinnacle beings, displaying the formidable strength of the Canaan Tribe.
No wonder the Lu family had to seal the city of Giant Beam Continent.