The impulse under anger was not rational. Tang Feng admired their courage but did not support such recklessness.
Yet, it was their way of expressing themselves, and no one could stop it.
Although humans and Spiritual Beasts could coexist, when life was at risk, there was only one path between them—either you die, or I perish.
Whether humans were trampled under the feet of Spiritual Beasts or stood on the heads of Spiritual Beasts, it was hard to determine the victor in a short time.
Not to mention the Spiritual Beasts outside, within the Grotto Heaven, there were even more terrifying beasts, possibly even stronger than the Great Spiritual Snake, which was a Quasi-Immortal Beast.
Just think about the Demon Clan, full of masters adept in battle.
Fortunately, humans had wisdom.
Along the way, Tang Feng had helped hundreds of people; as for others, they were not so lucky.
When he returned to the school gates, several hours had passed, and it was just lunchtime.