Beast taming, starting from zero point novel Chapter 1593

Chapter 1593: Chapter 15: Going Out (Double-Length)

So it turns out they designed all this just to let the Witch Secret Demon evolve. It seems the Witch Secret Demon’s white whiskers aren’t due to being a different color, but because it’s old...

The young man sensed something while making seal gestures, and then his expression darkened as if he realized something. He stopped his gestures, waved his hand without hesitation, and turned to fly towards where the Witch Secret Demon had fallen.

Holy shit, he can fly?! Qiao Sang widened his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Without a Psychic Series Pet Beast helping, he can actually fly on his own?!

"Xun Xun?!"

Little Treasure Hunter was equally wide-eyed, showing a look of disbelief.

Suddenly, the air quivered, and then one Secret Realm Rift after another appeared.

At this moment, Mikaela appeared out of thin air beside them, stating:

"We have to get out of here. The space here is very unstable and could be taken over by wild Pet Beasts coming out of the Secret Realm at any moment."

Qiao Sang restrained the urge to ask questions and was about to nod when he noticed the people below, now no longer calm but filled with renewed panic and despair. He asked:

"Can they get out now?"

Mikaela nodded slightly:

"With Light Misola down, the Spatial Closure it cast is naturally gone."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Sang gathered energy at the tip of his tongue and shouted:

"Quick, use the traction line! You can get out now!"

At these words, the people’s faces showed shock, like a lifeline had been thrown to them in their dire situation.

"Great! Great!"

"We can get out!"

"Boo hoo... Once I’m out, I won’t look for any Spirit Crossing Cats anymore."

The crowd quickly reclaimed their Pet Beasts, attaching their spiritual power to the traction line, disappearing one by one from where they stood.

Soon, most of the people below had gone.

The wind howled fiercely, the sky shrouded in a layer of dark clouds like a funeral drape, complemented by ghostly fog, casting the world into darkness.

There were still quite a few who hadn’t left.

Could it be that so many people don’t have traction lines? Qiao Sang’s heart sank as he was about to raise his voice to inquire when suddenly, shouts from below reached his ears:

"Senior! Do you have a traction line? If not, you can have mine!"

"Yeah, big shot, I noticed you don’t seem to have a traction line in your hand. Anyway, I don’t have many days left; take my traction line!"

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