"Interesting."
Ox Ancestor Town Mountain's thunderous, muffled voice rang out through the smoke and dust, carrying a hint of amusement. Its dark-golden giant eyes studied Wei Dayong, who had once again crawled up from the ground. His broken bones were healing at astonishing speed, and his aura had actually grown denser. It was as if the Ox Ancestor were watching a rough billet being hammered until sparks flew.
"This thing has some tricks, after all. The more it gets beaten, the tougher it becomes."
Before its voice faded, the Ox Ancestor suddenly thrust out a forehoof. This time, it held nothing back. A flash of dark-copper monster light flickered across its claws, and like cloth being torn apart, they seized one of Wei Dayong's wildly swinging arms with precision and merciless force! That resilient body, which could withstand an ordinary Core Condensation attack head-on, was as fragile as a withered branch beneath the Ox Ancestor's true strength.
"Riiip—!"
The grating sound of muscles and tendons tearing made one's teeth ache! Blood gushed like a fountain! Wei Dayong's entire right arm was ripped clean off at the shoulder by the Ox Ancestor!
"Roar—!!!" The agony of losing his arm drove Wei Dayong to let out an even more savage roar. Yet the crimson light in his eyes did not fade; instead, it burned brighter. His remaining fist still smashed fiercely toward the Ox Ancestor's face, only to be casually knocked aside.
The Ox Ancestor paid no attention to the spray of mixed monster blood and human blood. It brought the arm—which still twitched faintly, its veins bulging and its fingernails pitch-black—to its nostrils. Two streams of white vapor burst from its enormous nose, as if it were sniffing. Then, beneath the horrified, terrified, and even numb gazes of everyone—whether the soldiers