Retreat!
A terrified cry rang out within the maze shrouded in murky mist.
True Person Huang Yang held a blood bead in his left hand and a whisk in his right, pouring his spiritual essence desperately into the bead. His terrified eyes, webbed with bloodshot veins, trembled wildly from side to side.
"Retreat! Retreat! Get back, damn it!"
The blood bead remained unmoved, while the thunderous footsteps ahead grew ever louder.
True Person Huang Yang was nearly mad, for by now, he could see black reflected upon the blood bead's smooth, mirror-like surface.
Black that stained everything! Raising his eyes blankly, he saw something he had never seen before—a black giant over a hundred zhang tall. "Roar—"
The giant bent forward and roared. Its sound waves crashed like tides, nearly shattering True Person Huang Yang's Dao heart.
"I'll let you absorb it! Whatever you want, absorb it all!"
"Just make it retreat! If it doesn't retreat, I'm done for!"
The former inheritor of Xuan Sect's lineage finally failed to suppress the terror in his heart and screamed hoarsely at the blood bead.
A giant...
This Giant Kingdom truly had giants this tall! A black giant a hundred zhang high could crush any so-called Spirit Refining Realm expert beneath one foot! What Taixu, what Xuan Sect inheritance, what supreme blood bead treasure... if trading any one of them—even all of them—could make this giant retreat, True Person Huang Yang would not hesitate in the slightest.
Yet after shouting for so long, the black giant continued striding forward while the blood bead remained utterly indifferent.
"Useless trash!"
True Person Huang Yang truly wanted to smash the damned thing to pieces, but he could not bear to do so. He could only put it away, raise his eyes tremblingly, and face the black