The Ice Bear King's expression was dark beyond measure.
The hunter had become the hunted. He had originally wanted to give Lin Xuan an unforgettable lesson, but he had never expected the final result to be lifting a rock only to smash his own foot.
Seeing that giant mountain already looming over his head, his eyes turned bloodred. He hammered both fists viciously against his chest, spiritual light flowing all around him as Demon Wind wrapped him up. Then this demon actually revealed his true form.
It was a giant bear over ten feet tall. Yet unlike an ordinary Bear Demon, he had dozens upon dozens of arms.
Then Demon Qi surged wildly, and in an instant, this fellow transformed into a sky-propping giant bear nearly a hundred zhang tall. Dozens of arms lifted upward together, and a terrifying roar rang in the ears. The Ice Bear King opened his bloody maw, and dozens of pitch-black light clusters gushed from his mouth.
After leaving his mouth, they rapidly swelled.
They actually transformed into eighteen kinds of weapons—copper hammers, Halberds, double-edged giant axes, and more.
And every single one was the exceptionally heavy sort.
His dozens of arms gripped them separately and crossed them overhead to block.
Boom!
The next instant, a tremendous crash rang in the ears. Spiritual lights of every color wove together, and exploding sounds pelted the ears like raindrops.
The first mountain peak had smashed down with a thunderous crash.
This colossal object, a thousand zhang tall, had a falling impact force that was no small matter by itself, let alone when, as a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure, it possessed other profound divine abilities of its own.
However, the Ice Bear King was, after all, the lord of a race. At this moment, he had even gone so