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Zhang Liu An let out a loud scream. Because he had gathered his strength and exerted himself earlier, accelerating the circulation of his Qi and Blood, the sudden open wound made things even worse. Blood sprayed from the mangled break of bone and flesh, and the immense pain and terror that followed shattered his mental defenses. His entire face twisted to the limit, and tears were already streaming down his cheeks.

"Oh, oh, oh. What terrible execution."

As Wright sighed, the Giant Salamander, which had missed its target, did not press its advantage. Its thick, bloated body swung sideways, taking up nearly half the space between the bed and the door. It also blocked the space between Wright and Ronan, becoming a solid barrier.

Having narrowly avoided the lethal pounce, Ronan shook his head beneath his cloak. Then he looked toward the rock wall the Giant Salamander had emerged from. It had been partially renovated and was generally smooth and level, with no holes large enough for a monster of that size to pass through. Now, there were only a few damp watermarks.

Something like Wall-Passing Technique—a dual aberration of gigantification and partial intangibility... No, there should be another ability.

"You really do look like a Body Cultivator. Your abilities are quite a pleasant surprise." Wright still spoke in that unhurried BOSS voice, but the force of his grip around Yan Fen's throat visibly tightened.

Ronan sighed. "After all that nonsense, your big salamander is practically coughing itself to death, isn't it? I learned in biology class that the Pufferfish Toxin in salamanders is insoluble in water. To spray a poisonous mist, it probably has to be neutralized with its acidic body fluids. Going back and forth like that can't be easy on it."

"Biology class?"

"...You're never too old