The purple-red carapace, the neck curved like a crescent moon, and the triangular head emitted waves of a dreadful aura.
Its powerful six legs, sharp claws, and a tail half the length of its body, as if it could break through any obstacle, exuded a sense of terror.
Especially from its head to its tail, it had rows of crimson spikes, shining with a bloody glow, responding to the red hue of the sky.
This was the divine son.
At that moment, they were rushing out of the deep chasm that had appeared in the Bitter Life Mountain Range, spreading in all directions throughout the mountains.
Chaos, madness, hunger â€" these were fully embodied in them.
Wherever they passed, everything became their food. Moreover, when they smelled the scent of beings with blood, these divine sons' eyes revealed greed as they followed the aura and rushed toward the sects and cities in the Bitter Life Mountain Range.