In another part of the Secret Realm—
"Damn it... damn it... damn it.. so fucking damn it...!"
A faint, broken soul cursed endlessly, its voice soaked in extreme fury and disbelief.
It looked aged beyond measure—thin, cracked, brittle, almost translucent, withering as if a single breeze could scatter it into dust.
It was none other than Xiao Yan.
"Where the hell… did another goddamn Legendary-Lineage Beast come from?! And a Thunderous White Tiger no less?!"
"The strongest among Legendary Beasts in offensive power right after awakening their bloodline… and fucking experts at sensing souls?!"
His voice cracked in desperation.
"Shit… shit...! Am I really this unlucky?! I was supposed to be reborn to rule this era!"
"And that bastard... he had not one... but two Legendary Beasts?! That's something no Beast Tamer in the entire history of the Mortal World has ever achieved!"
A faint, transparent barrier pulsed around him—a powerful defense cast by his Bound Dao Artifact.