Dear, Your Beast Tide Has Almost Arrived

An Lin and his team were almost back at Ding'an City.

They could already see the pitch-black city walls which appeared grand and majestic.

Above the city walls, countless people swarmed about, clearly preparing for the battle that lay ahead.

"We're almost there, let's push harder!" An Lin shouted in encouragement.

Right at this moment, an angry cry came from the skies.

"Student An Lin, I'll lend you a hand!"

An Lin looked up and saw Lu Zhan and a dozen or so students standing on a saucepan lid.

No, hang on. It was a gigantic magic tool which looked like a saucepan lid.

Hearing this cry, a feeling of unease gripped at An Lin's heart. "Stop! The monkey is a friend, don't—"

"Ugly Demon Monkey, where do you think you're going!" Lu Zhan roared, and a ball of lightning burst from his hand.

Boom!

The ball of lightning exploded!