Chapter 158: The Beast God Descends, Tearing the Sky Apart as Twin Dragons Take Flight

Above Jiangyuan City!

Chen Xuan rode atop the Radiant Holy Long Xiaobai.

He gazed over the entire area of Jiangyuan City. "This—this is!"

Fan Weidong stared ahead in horror.

A deep, heavy wave of resentment spread out.

The resentment blanketing all of Jiangyuan City had actually taken the form of a white-robed woman—terrifying in appearance.

She bared her fangs and brandished her claws.

Her face was hideously twisted.

"What tremendous resentment!"

"Could this Phantom Beast actually be feeding on the fear and resentment of every human in Jiangyuan City?" He swept his gaze across the land.

Chen Xuan saw wailing and screams rising from many places.

From every corner of Jiangyuan City.

Every monitor had switched on.

From within those monitors crawled white-robed women with hideously twisted faces.

They lunged, clawing at the people watching.

Chen Xuan could tell.

This was a transmissible form of ability infection.

Unlike the Fear Queen.

The Fear Queen could activate her puppet-illusion ability within her own domain space—but the Phantom Beast before him transmitted its power outward.

Dragging its prey into the space that belonged to it. "Lord Beast God, what do we do now!"

Standing atop the Holy Dragon, he watched the horrifying scene below.

Fan Weidong couldn't help trembling all over.

Yet deep in his heart, he had already fully accepted Chen Xuan as his Beast God.

Someone who could wield such tremendous power and command a dragon-type Phantom Beast—what else could he be but a Beast God. "What do we do?" Hearing Fan Weidong's words.

Chen Xuan curved his lips into a smile.

Under Fan Weidong's horrified gaze.

A black shadow split off from Chen Xuan's body.

No—that wasn't a shadow.

It was a Phantom Beast.

A Phantom Beast forged from black machinery.

Its entire body radiated a cold, icy aura.

Its whole frame was pieced together, gripping a dagger that exuded a black miasma.

A killing aura so fierce that Fan Weidong couldn't help shrinking back.

He stared at the mechanical-warrior-like Phantom Beast in confusion.

But he saw that Phantom Beast, under Chen Xuan's control.

Leap up into the sky.

"Aaah, run!" "Those things are back again!" In a strange world.