As Bai Niaomin's furious roar rang out.
He charged at the very front, his sharp spear intent carrying the momentum of a tsunami and a mountain collapse as it swept toward the several thousand Dao Fruit Powerhouses.
The real Bai Niaomin's own strength was by no means weak.
He was roughly at the level of Three Flowers.
His strength was second only to King Qingzhi.
So in this Giant World, he had always been the number two.
When King Qingzhi left, he had no worries about entrusting control of the Giant World to Bai Niaomin.
The two of them were even on friendly, brother-like terms.
That was why King Qingzhi had pleaded for him in front of Xu Zimei earlier.
And when they saw Bai Niaomin throwing his life on the line and charging over, the more than ten thousand Giant Army soldiers behind him all followed close on his heels.
The intelligence of these Giants was not very high.
When Bai Niaomin took the lead, they naturally followed after him.
