Snow flew through the canyon as a three-zhang-tall golden little giant fought a snow bear with ferocious violence. In the blink of an eye, he smashed the snow bear flying.
Ziyun, watching from afar, was already dumbstruck.
Meng Chong had transformed into a savage little giant?
What kind of cultivation art was this? What kind of secret art? It was unheard-of!
That enormous bear now looked completely outmatched before Meng Chong.
The giant bear roared furiously and pounced, sinking its teeth into Meng Chong's arm. Yet it did not even leave a tooth mark.
Instead, it nearly shattered its own teeth.
"Die!"
Meng Chong slammed a fist into the snow bear's head.
At that moment, the pressure appeared once more, even more violent than before, surging toward him as though it had transformed into a sharp blade that sought to stab into his mind.
"Hmph!"
Meng Chong snorted coldly. As his Wind-Thunder True Intent surged, his unparalleled Blade Intent swept around his entire body.
At that moment, the fluctuation from when his master had used God Slaying Saber surfaced in his mind.
As the pressure and fluctuation repeatedly crashed into him, he gradually began to comprehend something, as though he had grasped the fluctuation of God Slaying Saber.
Now, intertwined with the canyon's icy chill, his overbearing Blade Intent and Wind-Thunder True Intent emerged one after another. A flash of inspiration struck Meng Chong's mind.
He felt as though he had understood it!
And yet, it seemed he was still lacking just a little.
The pressure weakened, and the invisible fluctuation seemed about to retreat. At that instant, Meng Chong made his Wind-Thunder True Intent weaker, as though he could barely withstand the impact.
His Blade Intent also became faint.
Boom!
In that instant, the pressure and fluctuation suddenly grew