"Crack, crack!"
Under Wu Lian's gaze, Wu Tian used his sharp teeth to bite into the severed arm until its flesh was mangled and its bones shattered inch by inch.
The scene was bloody and brutal. Wu Lian, clutching a fire poker, was left dumbstruck, while a chill shot straight up her spine to the crown of her head.
"Roar!"
Wu Tian let out a low growl. The severed arm, now reduced to a mass of minced flesh and bone fragments, fell from his mouth onto the ground.
At the same time, two streams of light shot out from his mouth and landed directly in front of Wu Lian.
They were a six-foot length of Yin Soul Silk and a Windchime Stone.
"Crazy, crazy!"
The blood covering the ground, her husband's screams, and the severed arm rotted into a mass of minced flesh made Wu Lian tremble from head to toe.
"Beast! Beast!"
Her eyes reddened. She swung the fire poker and brought it down mercilessly on Wu Tian's head.
"Woof, woof, woof~"
Wu Tian glanced at her and dodged aside. Throwing back his head, he barked like a dog. Though his fur was soaked in blood and he had taken a blow from the poker, he felt an indescribable exhilaration.
Whether it was gratitude or enmity, all of it had been too troublesome. It was better to turn against each other completely like this.
As he howled wildly, Tongyou Qi circulated and surged into the Sound Transmission Talisman belonging to Wu Xia'er between his brows.
With a bang, the Sound Transmission Talisman burst into flames, quickly turning into ashes that drifted to the ground.
"Ah, ah, ah! It hurts so much! I'm dying from the pain!"
Wu Lian felt fury surge to her head and wished she could beat