148: Disaster starts from the South _1

The blazing flames of war burned within the heart of the Sand Scorpion King. Two beams of fiery red light shot from its eyes, piercing the Void.

In its lifetime, it had always lived underground and never experienced a true battle. For such a combative race, this was, by all measures, a great regret.

Therefore, upon witnessing the power unleashed by the Four Divine Beasts' Army Soul, it grew eager to engage in combat.

Firstly, a hearty battle could alleviate its longstanding regret. Secondly, defeating the Qin Dynasty's army could pave the way for the resurgence of the Sand Scorpion clan.

"Power of the Ancestor Scorpion!" the Sand Scorpion King roared. A colossal scorpion shadow, a thousand zhang tall, materialized behind it. The shadow radiated an ancient aura; it looked ferocious, with robust and powerful pincers emitting滾滾 Evil Qi that stained the yellow, sand-filled world crimson.