"Rumble..."
After a deafening boom, the Bull Demon King crashed heavily into a mountain.
The peak was severed cleanly in half.
Though the Bull Demon King, lodged halfway up the mountain, had not died, he looked utterly wretched.
The armor on his body was tattered, as if it had been sliced apart.
Meanwhile, the Iron Cudgel in his hand was covered in scars and looked equally battered.
Seeing this scene from afar, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
Only the group members paid it little mind, as though this was perfectly normal.
After all, they knew very well.
Along Little Stone's journey, even with their support from behind the scenes—
And even with Jiang Zhen having once appeared in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands to back him up—
The troubles Little Stone encountered had not been much fewer than on his original path. It could be said that he had fought his way here.
There had been no shortage of times when he had nearly perished. Had they not helped in time, he might have long since died and vanished from the world.
Yet it was in such an environment that Little Stone had charged all the way to this point.
In the entire group, when it came to combat, even Yang Jian and Nezha, who were known as War Gods and fierce gods—
Would not dare claim they could defeat Little Stone in battle.
Furthermore, Little Stone's combat strength, especially the strength of his physical body, was simply terrifying.
At this moment, after taking that sword strike, the Bull Demon King actually came back out to continue fighting Little Stone.
Yet the Bull Demon King's once-proud strength was utterly useless before Little Stone.
His speed was inferior to Little Stone's, and his destructive power was also