Wei Fan glanced at Mu Feng beside him. They had run into a Demon Race Holy Son, yet Mu Feng was not fleeing and even wanted to watch him make a fool of himself. This fellow was also a Holy Son-level figure, but strangely, Shangguan Fei had treated him as an ordinary Territory Suppressing General.
Under Mu Feng's teasing gaze, Wei Fan nodded. "Just cover me."
A spark of battle intent rose within him. He had resisted Sacred Weapons barehanded and even blown apart a Martial Saint incarnation, but he had never fought a Holy Son-level powerhouse at their peak.
Yuan Jie, the Holy Son of the Qilin Ape Clan he had encountered before, had also been a Holy Son, but Yuan Jie was only at the Demon King Eighth Layer and not a Holy Son at peak condition.
"Roar... You dare not run? Die!"
The Iron-Eating Beast Holy Son leaped down from the cliff, his surging blood energy rising like wolf smoke into the sky.
This Iron Eater Beast looked very much like the giant pandas from Wei Fan's previous life, but they were not the same creature.
When this Iron-Eating Beast Holy Son had appeared earlier, Shangguan Fei had explained that Iron Eater Beasts truly fed on iron. Not only did they eat people, iron was also an indispensable part of their diet.
That was why this race possessed exceptionally formidable bodies. Their bloodline was no weaker than those powerful races such as the Five-Colored Demonic Ox, and they even had Demon Saints guarding their clan.
Wei Fan had no idea how many demons and monsters he had killed by now, but this was the first time he had encountered one with such a bloodline.
Boom!
The Iron-Eating Beast Holy Son was only a little over ten feet