The instant Qin He swept his gaze over it, he sensed an incomparably terrifying killing intent pouring from that giant sac. Like an invisible sword, it cleaved straight toward the crown of his head.
Whoosh!
That slash was too fast—fast to the extreme.
Almost the very instant Qin He sensed the danger, it had already descended before him.
Qin He violently threw his head back, and a bloody gash split open across the crown of his head.
A stream of vivid blood flowed down from it, trailing over his cheeks to his chin before dripping onto the ground.
Bang!
Qin He swayed twice, then fell stiffly backward, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Before long, a humanoid creature slowly approached. Its entire body was covered in hair, its claws hanging below its knees. One claw dragged an iron chain, while the other dragged a black, razor-sharp circular hook blade. Low growls occasionally rumbled from its mouth, and blood seemed to pour from its crimson eyes.
This was the greatest ill omen on the outskirts of Black Wind Mountain, spoken of by treasure hunters—the Humanoid Fierce Beast!~
It dragged its long iron chain, which clattered and rattled like the soul-chilling sound of death collecting its due from the depths of hell.
It made one's hair stand on end.
When it reached Qin He, it let out a low growl. The iron chain lashed out like a whip, rattling as it coiled around Qin He and lifted him into the air.
Then its hand rose, and its blade fell.
Pfft!
At the sound of a sharp blade slicing through flesh, the Humanoid Fierce Beast froze. Its circular blade was only an inch away from Qin He's neck.
The bloody color in its eyes gradually faded. Its head tilted, then fell straight from