"Runik-sharka!"
The mouth on the mask wriggled as it spoke. Then, with the blade on its left hand, it severed the right arm that had been restraining Yuan Zhi at the shoulder joint.
The detached right arm became an independent unit devoted entirely to restraining Yuan Zhi, while the remaining body slowly approached him step by step. The gaze beneath the mask seemed to have detected the Ancient Yin Locust Tree within Yuan Zhi's body.
When it reached Yuan Zhi, it slowly extended its left hand, its tip reshaped from darkness into a sharp drill.
"The moment you cut open my neck and seeped in through the wound, you had already sensed the existence of my body's core?"
Yuan Zhi was spread wide by the dark arms. These arms possessed immense resilience, allowing him to struggle to a certain extent, but brute force alone seemed utterly incapable of breaking free. To restrain Yuan Zhi like this, the dark entity had paid the price of an entire arm. In the eyes of Higher Plane beings, that was already an honor.
The end of the dark entity's left arm transformed into a rapidly spinning drill, boring toward the Ancient Yin Locust Tree connected to the root-like blood vessels within Yuan Zhi's body.
"Screech! Screech!"
The rapidly rotating left arm slowly tore a large hole through the skin on the front of Yuan Zhi's body, which was harder than steel. A mixture resembling plant sap and blood flowed out, running down his abdominal muscles and dripping onto the floor.
Just as the drill was about to bore through Yuan Zhi's body, a harsh grinding sound rang out.
The expression on the white mask also became strange at that moment. Just as it drilled through Yuan Zhi's hardened body, it struck something even harder